"You can not be fucking serious!" Harry yelled as loud as he possible could and everyone jumped, shocked by his anger.

"Harry. Get outside." Paul grated but Harry shook his head.

"No! I will not date her! Can't you see that I broke up with her for a reason?!" Then he looked at me and ripped his fingers through his hair. "Cambrie, I'm sorry for my jackass boss trying to set up something none of us want."

"Your fans want it Harry." Taylor spoke and I slumped down even more.

"No. You. You've wanted this because you're such a bitch and you can't handle being alone and you can't handle the attention being away from you for more than three minutes!" Harry hollered at Taylor and she began to cry.

I walked over to her and decided to comfort her instead of yelling at her, because I know she loves Harry. I barely even know Harry, so why would it bother me if he's going to date someone that loves him. Should it bother me...? No.

"Cambrie. Please say something. You haven't said anything." Harry muttered to me and I held back the strange tears that were soaking my eyes.

"I'm glad this is happening," I spoke and he dropped his hand from his face. "I mean, you deserve more attention than I do, and I know Haylor will get more attention than Carry ever did."

I looked at Taylor and she smiled at me. "Thank you." She whispered and I nodded my head.

"Can.. Can I just talk to for a damned moment Cambrie?" Harry rasped and I sighed, walking out of the office and towards the closet in the hallway.

He switched the light on and I crossed my arms.

"Doesn't this bother you a bit?" He asked, exasperated.

Does it bother me? Yes, yes it does. But I need to keep my job... "Yes Harry it bothers me. But I need this job. And I don't want to risk losing it."

"You'd lose me for your fucking job?" He grated and I scoffed.

"It's not like we even had anything Harry! We were put together for our jobs!" I began to yell and his expression softened.

"You don't think we really had anything?" He spoke softly and I sighed.

"No. I only dated you because I didn't want to get fired." Even though it pained me to say those words, it was true. That's why I dated him in the first place.

"You said you liked me." He muttered, looking down.

"Oh don't act like you're hurt Harry. You've broken so many hearts because you've used them for sex and sex only! Do you know how bad that hurts us girls? And come to think of it, maybe that's why you said you liked me!" I took a deep breath and his eyes darted to mine. "You can't have a broken heart after all the hearts you've broken."

"You don't know me." He shook his head and I threw my arms up.

"Exactly! I don't know you! And you don't know me! So there's no possible way I could have broken your heart! If anything, you have broken mine." I leaned against the wall and he furrowed his brows.

"How did I break your heart?" He asked.

"You used me for sex." I swallowed and he traveled to me and put his hands on either sides of my head.

"How could you possibly know that? I never told you I wanted sex from you. I hated you remember?" He smirked.

"You told me you didn't really hate me." I shook my head and his smirk turned into a grin.

"You told me that I didn't deserve the disrespectful way you were treating me." I rolled my eyes and he put one of his hands in his pockets.

"I don't care. Now get out of my way, you dick." I pushed him away from me and he held up his hands.

"Ah come on Cam! Is it just going to be like it was before?" He laughed a little.

"It's Cambrie!" I hollered and walked out of the closet.

"Cam! Wait." He followed behind me and I gritted my teeth.

"What?!" I snapped and he grabbed my arm.

"You're just going to go back to hating me now?" He put his hand on his chest like he was hurt, and he frowned sarcastically.

"Yes, I am." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh come on. You know you love me." He winked and made kiss faces at me and I punched him in the gut, making him grunt.

"Don't flatter yourself, ass." I rolled my eyes and we both walked back into Suzan's office.

"Have we settled on an agreement?" Paul asked and I nodded my head, Harry rubbing his gut where I punched it.

"Yes, we have." I looked at Harry and he winked at me again.

"Good. Now we can arrange Taylor and Harry's date. Cambrie, go on down to the booth and we'll get you ready for your shoot." Suzan smiled and I nodded my head.

I walked to the door and Harry whistled out, making me look at him. Then he muttered loud enough for me to hear, "You know, I'm glad you hate me. Because now, I can make you jealous as shit. Won't that be fun?"

"Kiss my ass, you douche." I whisper-screamed and he grinned at me before turning around again.

Now I'll pray for Taylor. Because she actually as to put up with him tonight.

Notes

It's been two months too long! I'm sorry it took me so long to update, but I just haven't had the time to do so...
So... Comment, vote, and subscribe please! And I'll make sure the next update doesn't take two damn months. *Scoffs* I am ashamed of myself.
Anyways, I love you for reading this, and I love you T! -K. xx