Career in Jeopardy
Chapter 3
Harry’s Pov
“What do you mean I need a business girlfriend?” I demanded. I was sitting in a conference room that looked over London sitting in a comfy leather sofa. Next to me was the rest of my bandmates, Niall, Zayn, Liam and Louis. In front of me behind a desk was Simon Cowell and Michelle Michael.
“With the tour coming up we think that it would create more of a public stir around you boys.” Simon said shortly.
“Why do we need even more publicity?” Zayn asked grouchily.
“Because it would sell out more tickets throughout your tour. That’s not the only reason you’ve been together now for 5 years we need to create something new, something to get people talk about you like you had just released your first album.” Simon explained all business like.
It made sense. I didn’t like it but it made sense. But I need the pleasure of a girls company. Preferably in bed. I shouldn’t have any problems of getting whoever my ‘business girlfriend’ in to bed. I never had any trouble before. They all practically begged for it, except for her. I couldn’t get forget about Darcy. No other girl had spoken to me like that. Nor had any girl turned me on so much and done nothing about it. They usually force themselves on me. I don’t complain though. But I couldn’t forgot about her pink lips, her brown hair, and her small frame. Darcy.
Something then jabbed into my arm I looked accusingly at Liam before I realised everyone was looking at me.
“What?” I asked realising that I went completely out of it.
They guys all smirked, they knew what I was thinking about and I would probably get a load of stick because of it later.
“I just said Michelle will take you over to meet her. I don’t believe she knows the full arrangements and since you haven’t been listening to me you don’t either.” Simon said.
“Who is she?” I asked.
“Neither managements believe it would be in the best interest of the both of you not to know beforehand.” Simon explained
“Why?” I asked confused.
“Look your late enough as it is so clear out Michelle will come with you.”
****
We took a black car to another tall building. I bet it would be some model who would be an uptight, boastful, flirty bitch. Like Kendall Jenner, worst mistake of my dating life another name to the list. We went through the building in silence and went up and an elevator.
“Be polite and respectful no matter what the girl says to you.” Michelle whispered to me in a warning tone as we stepped out of the elevator. I nodded.
We were immediately met by a middle aged women who introduced herself as Sue Garl Darcy Foster’s manager.
My mouth dropped over. Darcy was going to be my fake girl for a few months? Best news I’ve heard all day. And she wouldn’t be my fake girl for long, she would be all mine for real soon enough.
“No fucking way.” Was the greeting we got from charming Darcy as we walked through into the glass conference room.
She was wearing brownish boots, blue jeans, and an over-large sweater. Her hair was loose and wavy like it was at the concert.
Darcy walked over to Sue and they had a ‘heated’ discussion. I smirked.
Darcy soon sat back down as Sue started talking about the arrangements but avoided eye contact with me.
“..ending it in 10 months will ensure that people it wasn’t a final thing.”
“I have to fake go out with him for 10 months?” Darcy asked shocked.
Well that was genuine and it hurt. She wants me I know she does or she will or she is just denying it.
“Try to not sound to enthusiastic love.” I said sarcastically not being able to hold in my tongue anymore.
Darcy glared at me with her beautiful brown eyes.
“Yes.” Sue said shortly.
Darcy groaned loudly as she leant back in her chair.
“Your relationship for the first few weeks are park dates and things like that and they would obviously get tipped off to the paparazzi. After a month or so Ms Foster will get caught leaving Mr Styles apartment. It is in my knowledge that in 3 months the One Direction boys go on tour and Ms Foster you will follow them. They go on a bus tour in the States which you will be on Ms Foster and then you go to Canada, Australia then the 1D boys are scheduled for time off so you will come back to the UK where Ms Foster and Mr Styles stop getting caught in the press as often than not at all and when 10 months are up Mr Style gets caught with another girl.” Sue explained.
Darcy expression was full of shock and disbelief. I wasn’t it sounded like any other fake relationship I had ever had but each relationship was the same, each girl wanted to make it real or they just to have sex. Darcy though, she didn’t seem to want any of those things. She was different it was refreshing. For the first time ever I actually wanted know a girl not just screw a girl, maybe because Darcy wasn’t just another girl.
“Ok.” Darcy said breaking the silence. “1st of all why am I the one who has to leave my home? What happens to my videos?”
“You are the one to leave home as the One Direction tour needs to continue but there needs to be a surety when it comes to your relationship and as for your videos you can do Bus Tour videos and things like that.” Sue explained.
So even more of our life will be on camera. Zayn is going to flip. The rest of the guys will as well but Zayn is engaged and the paps keep following him around and I think its wearing him down.
“Ok then why does Harry get to be the one to get with a girl and essentially break fake us up?”
I let out a small snort. Out of all of the things she could have a problem with its why I get to break us up. She looked at me and I put on a grin just to irritate her. She looked like she wanted to hit me or stomp on my foot again.
“Ms Foster I mean this by no offence but you’re not really one to ‘get with a guy’ as you call it.” Sue said.
I severely doubt that she doesn’t have any male attention. At least this rules out that she definitely doesn’t have a boyfriend.
“Fine then I’ll leave it to the man whore then.” She said with a snarky tone.
“How do you even know if I’m a ‘man whore’?” I asked questionably.
She looked shocked that I had even spoken up. She turned her chair to look directly at me.
“Because your dumb ass name keeps hogging up the radio channels talking about the latest girl you hooked up with.” Darcy explained with a fake smile.
I was speechless. That explained why she hated me. She turned away and asked when this arrangement would start. She looked shocked and went pale when Sue replied with 2 days. Darcy looked as though she wanted nothing more than to leave the building and as soon as Darcy said she would fax the contract to Sue she was out of the door.
“Darcy wait.” I called out as she ran out of the building.
I tried to run after her but my arm got pulled back. I looked back and saw Michelle yanking me back by my arm.
“What?” I asked aggravated.
“Harry, you need to sign the contract.” Michelle told me pushing the contract into my chest.
“Thanks Michelle.” I said stuffing it into my jean pocket. “I’ll see you later.”
“I’ll need it in a few days Harry!” she called after me as I followed Darcy.
I waved my hand up in response.
When I bursted out of the building I saw she crossed street in to a park. I pulled out my green beanie and sunnies before anyone could spot me. I pulled my black coat collar closer and higher up my neck. I decided in the moment to follow her. I just wanted to talk to her before she could decide to hate me even more.
I didn’t want to attract any attention to myself as I wanted a private conversation with Darcy not one that gets captured by the paps.
I caught her arm just before she got in her car. I spun her round to face me.
“Harry?” she asked looking at me with a cute confused expression.
“Hey.” I said smiling weakly.
“What? Did I miss something at the ‘buisness/fake relationship meeting?” She asked sourly.
“Why do you hate me so much?” I asked avoiding her sarcastic question.
She leant against the car in annoyance. “Because you basically use girls then toss them aside when you’re done with them!”
“Says who?” I bellowed.
She jumped back in shock and instantly guilt washed over me. “I’m sorry.” I said ashamed taking a small step towards her. “But who says that? The paps? Radio stations who need gossip? TV shows that need gossip? Do you have any proof?”
I saw her look uncertainly at me then she brought a hand up to her forehead and pushed back some strands of hair.
“What do you want Harry?” she asked in a small voice.
“I just want to talk to you. I mean we’re going to spend the next 10 months together after all.”
She nodded resigned. “Fine.’ She opened the car door. “Get in.”
“Where do you want me to go?” Darcy asked as she reversed out of the parking spot.
I thought about it for a moment. Where could we go and have a privet conversation? “I guess my hotel room, you’ll get to see the other guys again as well.”
She nodded but looked firmly ahead. “Fine, whatever what hotel?”
“InterContinental London Park Lane. Do you know where it is?”
She looked open mouthed at.
I smirked at her. Darcy’s brown eyes had widen and her red lips had formed an O. She was so breath taking, she would be mine.
“You’re staying there?” She asked completely shocked.
“Why does that surprise you so much?” I asked with a small smile playing on my lips.
“Oh no reason.” Her expression went back to being hard and stern. “Only that it’s one of the best hotels in London and its near the Buckingham Palace which is literally where royalty lives.” She mutters.
I bite my lip to hold in a laugh she would definitely kill me for.
“So why do you have to do this deal or whatever this is thing?” I asked curiously.
“Why do you?” she shot back.
“Because my management thinks this will sell tour tickets and create more of a stir around us making us ‘fresh’ and ‘new’.” I repeated some of Simon’s words that he had used and that I had listened to. “Your turn.”
She sighed. “Ok, you know at your concert?”
“During or after?”
She shot me a withering look. “Before I slapped your cheek and stomped on your foot.”
I grinned at her. “Right, carry on.”
“Well some of the things I said some people recorded it and there’s been some bad publicity and as I’m not as famous as Rihanna or the Kardashians my team think it could permanently affect how much views my videos get, how many subscribers so on so on. They also think that people will stop buying the clothes of someone who hates One Direction.” She said it so bitterly she almost spat out the words. “The only reason I’m doing this is like Sue has told me 10 times over it’s not just my job on the line its about 6 others. And I love what I do. I get to design clothes and I have the best viewers in the world just some of them don’t have great taste in bands and music.”
I laughed. “Thanks.”
She smiled and looked over at me. “No problem Curly.”
My heart beat was already going a mile a dozen but now it felt like it was bursting. She turned her attention back on to driving.
“Have you even listened to any of our songs?” I asked curiously. “Or do you just hate the idea of us?”
“I’m sorry I don’t fall at your feet to steal your shoe laces Harry but I just don’t like your songs purely because you don’t write them but take credit for them.”
I couldn’t help but smile at her wording. She was right she didn’t fall at my feet but that’s what I liked about her. At first I thought I just wanted her in my bed but now I’m starting to want more.
“We didn’t write our first album.” I admitted breaking the silence. “But we wrote our second.”
We were silent for the rest of the journey.
****
When we were a street away I could already see the paps huddled under the entrance of the hotel.
I gave Darcy my hat and sunnies.
“Put these on.” I instructed.
“Why?”
“Look wear them if you don’t want your face plastered over the next tabloid tomorrow. This is clear windows they’ll see you easily.
She sighed but took the beanie and sunnies.
The green beanie suited her. As we passed the paps Darcy kept her head as low as possible. When she pulled up in a space I told her to stay there. I ran around to her door and opened it.
“Hurry up!” I hurried as I saw the paps getting closer and closer.
“Alright, Alright.” She groaned as she slowly may I add got out of the car. I immediately wrapped my arms around her pulling her to my side.
“Harry!” she whispered in fear as the paps enclosed around us.
“WHO’S THE GIRL HARRY?”
“TAKE OFF HER BEANIE.”
“GIVE HER A KISS HARRY.”
“IS SHE YOUR NEW GIRL?”
“WHATS HER NAME?”
“Its alright love.” I hushed.
I felt her arm wrap across my torso while she buried her head into my coat.
“I got you.” I whispered as we barged our way through the paps. When we walked through to lobby I let out a sigh of relief. I felt her head lift from my chest but her arm stayed where it was.
“Are you ok?” I whispered brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
“So that’s what it’s going to be like?” she didn’t say it as a question but I felt inclined to nod anyway.
She looked up at me and it was like she realised our embrace. She took an immediate step back. Then slid of my beanie and sunnies.
“Thanks.” She said handing them back to me. “What floor?” she asked again. Her voice was so small and quiet from any other time I had heard her talk. I took a step towards her.
“Hey,” I said quietly. “Its going to be ok. I’ll protect you.”
She nodded slowly. “What floor?” she repeated
“What do you mean I need a business girlfriend?” I demanded. I was sitting in a conference room that looked over London sitting in a comfy leather sofa. Next to me was the rest of my bandmates, Niall, Zayn, Liam and Louis. In front of me behind a desk was Simon Cowell and Michelle Michael.
“With the tour coming up we think that it would create more of a public stir around you boys.” Simon said shortly.
“Why do we need even more publicity?” Zayn asked grouchily.
“Because it would sell out more tickets throughout your tour. That’s not the only reason you’ve been together now for 5 years we need to create something new, something to get people talk about you like you had just released your first album.” Simon explained all business like.
It made sense. I didn’t like it but it made sense. But I need the pleasure of a girls company. Preferably in bed. I shouldn’t have any problems of getting whoever my ‘business girlfriend’ in to bed. I never had any trouble before. They all practically begged for it, except for her. I couldn’t get forget about Darcy. No other girl had spoken to me like that. Nor had any girl turned me on so much and done nothing about it. They usually force themselves on me. I don’t complain though. But I couldn’t forgot about her pink lips, her brown hair, and her small frame. Darcy.
Something then jabbed into my arm I looked accusingly at Liam before I realised everyone was looking at me.
“What?” I asked realising that I went completely out of it.
They guys all smirked, they knew what I was thinking about and I would probably get a load of stick because of it later.
“I just said Michelle will take you over to meet her. I don’t believe she knows the full arrangements and since you haven’t been listening to me you don’t either.” Simon said.
“Who is she?” I asked.
“Neither managements believe it would be in the best interest of the both of you not to know beforehand.” Simon explained
“Why?” I asked confused.
“Look your late enough as it is so clear out Michelle will come with you.”
****
We took a black car to another tall building. I bet it would be some model who would be an uptight, boastful, flirty bitch. Like Kendall Jenner, worst mistake of my dating life another name to the list. We went through the building in silence and went up and an elevator.
“Be polite and respectful no matter what the girl says to you.” Michelle whispered to me in a warning tone as we stepped out of the elevator. I nodded.
We were immediately met by a middle aged women who introduced herself as Sue Garl Darcy Foster’s manager.
My mouth dropped over. Darcy was going to be my fake girl for a few months? Best news I’ve heard all day. And she wouldn’t be my fake girl for long, she would be all mine for real soon enough.
“No fucking way.” Was the greeting we got from charming Darcy as we walked through into the glass conference room.
She was wearing brownish boots, blue jeans, and an over-large sweater. Her hair was loose and wavy like it was at the concert.
Darcy walked over to Sue and they had a ‘heated’ discussion. I smirked.
Darcy soon sat back down as Sue started talking about the arrangements but avoided eye contact with me.
“..ending it in 10 months will ensure that people it wasn’t a final thing.”
“I have to fake go out with him for 10 months?” Darcy asked shocked.
Well that was genuine and it hurt. She wants me I know she does or she will or she is just denying it.
“Try to not sound to enthusiastic love.” I said sarcastically not being able to hold in my tongue anymore.
Darcy glared at me with her beautiful brown eyes.
“Yes.” Sue said shortly.
Darcy groaned loudly as she leant back in her chair.
“Your relationship for the first few weeks are park dates and things like that and they would obviously get tipped off to the paparazzi. After a month or so Ms Foster will get caught leaving Mr Styles apartment. It is in my knowledge that in 3 months the One Direction boys go on tour and Ms Foster you will follow them. They go on a bus tour in the States which you will be on Ms Foster and then you go to Canada, Australia then the 1D boys are scheduled for time off so you will come back to the UK where Ms Foster and Mr Styles stop getting caught in the press as often than not at all and when 10 months are up Mr Style gets caught with another girl.” Sue explained.
Darcy expression was full of shock and disbelief. I wasn’t it sounded like any other fake relationship I had ever had but each relationship was the same, each girl wanted to make it real or they just to have sex. Darcy though, she didn’t seem to want any of those things. She was different it was refreshing. For the first time ever I actually wanted know a girl not just screw a girl, maybe because Darcy wasn’t just another girl.
“Ok.” Darcy said breaking the silence. “1st of all why am I the one who has to leave my home? What happens to my videos?”
“You are the one to leave home as the One Direction tour needs to continue but there needs to be a surety when it comes to your relationship and as for your videos you can do Bus Tour videos and things like that.” Sue explained.
So even more of our life will be on camera. Zayn is going to flip. The rest of the guys will as well but Zayn is engaged and the paps keep following him around and I think its wearing him down.
“Ok then why does Harry get to be the one to get with a girl and essentially break fake us up?”
I let out a small snort. Out of all of the things she could have a problem with its why I get to break us up. She looked at me and I put on a grin just to irritate her. She looked like she wanted to hit me or stomp on my foot again.
“Ms Foster I mean this by no offence but you’re not really one to ‘get with a guy’ as you call it.” Sue said.
I severely doubt that she doesn’t have any male attention. At least this rules out that she definitely doesn’t have a boyfriend.
“Fine then I’ll leave it to the man whore then.” She said with a snarky tone.
“How do you even know if I’m a ‘man whore’?” I asked questionably.
She looked shocked that I had even spoken up. She turned her chair to look directly at me.
“Because your dumb ass name keeps hogging up the radio channels talking about the latest girl you hooked up with.” Darcy explained with a fake smile.
I was speechless. That explained why she hated me. She turned away and asked when this arrangement would start. She looked shocked and went pale when Sue replied with 2 days. Darcy looked as though she wanted nothing more than to leave the building and as soon as Darcy said she would fax the contract to Sue she was out of the door.
“Darcy wait.” I called out as she ran out of the building.
I tried to run after her but my arm got pulled back. I looked back and saw Michelle yanking me back by my arm.
“What?” I asked aggravated.
“Harry, you need to sign the contract.” Michelle told me pushing the contract into my chest.
“Thanks Michelle.” I said stuffing it into my jean pocket. “I’ll see you later.”
“I’ll need it in a few days Harry!” she called after me as I followed Darcy.
I waved my hand up in response.
When I bursted out of the building I saw she crossed street in to a park. I pulled out my green beanie and sunnies before anyone could spot me. I pulled my black coat collar closer and higher up my neck. I decided in the moment to follow her. I just wanted to talk to her before she could decide to hate me even more.
I didn’t want to attract any attention to myself as I wanted a private conversation with Darcy not one that gets captured by the paps.
I caught her arm just before she got in her car. I spun her round to face me.
“Harry?” she asked looking at me with a cute confused expression.
“Hey.” I said smiling weakly.
“What? Did I miss something at the ‘buisness/fake relationship meeting?” She asked sourly.
“Why do you hate me so much?” I asked avoiding her sarcastic question.
She leant against the car in annoyance. “Because you basically use girls then toss them aside when you’re done with them!”
“Says who?” I bellowed.
She jumped back in shock and instantly guilt washed over me. “I’m sorry.” I said ashamed taking a small step towards her. “But who says that? The paps? Radio stations who need gossip? TV shows that need gossip? Do you have any proof?”
I saw her look uncertainly at me then she brought a hand up to her forehead and pushed back some strands of hair.
“What do you want Harry?” she asked in a small voice.
“I just want to talk to you. I mean we’re going to spend the next 10 months together after all.”
She nodded resigned. “Fine.’ She opened the car door. “Get in.”
“Where do you want me to go?” Darcy asked as she reversed out of the parking spot.
I thought about it for a moment. Where could we go and have a privet conversation? “I guess my hotel room, you’ll get to see the other guys again as well.”
She nodded but looked firmly ahead. “Fine, whatever what hotel?”
“InterContinental London Park Lane. Do you know where it is?”
She looked open mouthed at.
I smirked at her. Darcy’s brown eyes had widen and her red lips had formed an O. She was so breath taking, she would be mine.
“You’re staying there?” She asked completely shocked.
“Why does that surprise you so much?” I asked with a small smile playing on my lips.
“Oh no reason.” Her expression went back to being hard and stern. “Only that it’s one of the best hotels in London and its near the Buckingham Palace which is literally where royalty lives.” She mutters.
I bite my lip to hold in a laugh she would definitely kill me for.
“So why do you have to do this deal or whatever this is thing?” I asked curiously.
“Why do you?” she shot back.
“Because my management thinks this will sell tour tickets and create more of a stir around us making us ‘fresh’ and ‘new’.” I repeated some of Simon’s words that he had used and that I had listened to. “Your turn.”
She sighed. “Ok, you know at your concert?”
“During or after?”
She shot me a withering look. “Before I slapped your cheek and stomped on your foot.”
I grinned at her. “Right, carry on.”
“Well some of the things I said some people recorded it and there’s been some bad publicity and as I’m not as famous as Rihanna or the Kardashians my team think it could permanently affect how much views my videos get, how many subscribers so on so on. They also think that people will stop buying the clothes of someone who hates One Direction.” She said it so bitterly she almost spat out the words. “The only reason I’m doing this is like Sue has told me 10 times over it’s not just my job on the line its about 6 others. And I love what I do. I get to design clothes and I have the best viewers in the world just some of them don’t have great taste in bands and music.”
I laughed. “Thanks.”
She smiled and looked over at me. “No problem Curly.”
My heart beat was already going a mile a dozen but now it felt like it was bursting. She turned her attention back on to driving.
“Have you even listened to any of our songs?” I asked curiously. “Or do you just hate the idea of us?”
“I’m sorry I don’t fall at your feet to steal your shoe laces Harry but I just don’t like your songs purely because you don’t write them but take credit for them.”
I couldn’t help but smile at her wording. She was right she didn’t fall at my feet but that’s what I liked about her. At first I thought I just wanted her in my bed but now I’m starting to want more.
“We didn’t write our first album.” I admitted breaking the silence. “But we wrote our second.”
We were silent for the rest of the journey.
****
When we were a street away I could already see the paps huddled under the entrance of the hotel.
I gave Darcy my hat and sunnies.
“Put these on.” I instructed.
“Why?”
“Look wear them if you don’t want your face plastered over the next tabloid tomorrow. This is clear windows they’ll see you easily.
She sighed but took the beanie and sunnies.
The green beanie suited her. As we passed the paps Darcy kept her head as low as possible. When she pulled up in a space I told her to stay there. I ran around to her door and opened it.
“Hurry up!” I hurried as I saw the paps getting closer and closer.
“Alright, Alright.” She groaned as she slowly may I add got out of the car. I immediately wrapped my arms around her pulling her to my side.
“Harry!” she whispered in fear as the paps enclosed around us.
“WHO’S THE GIRL HARRY?”
“TAKE OFF HER BEANIE.”
“GIVE HER A KISS HARRY.”
“IS SHE YOUR NEW GIRL?”
“WHATS HER NAME?”
“Its alright love.” I hushed.
I felt her arm wrap across my torso while she buried her head into my coat.
“I got you.” I whispered as we barged our way through the paps. When we walked through to lobby I let out a sigh of relief. I felt her head lift from my chest but her arm stayed where it was.
“Are you ok?” I whispered brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
“So that’s what it’s going to be like?” she didn’t say it as a question but I felt inclined to nod anyway.
She looked up at me and it was like she realised our embrace. She took an immediate step back. Then slid of my beanie and sunnies.
“Thanks.” She said handing them back to me. “What floor?” she asked again. Her voice was so small and quiet from any other time I had heard her talk. I took a step towards her.
“Hey,” I said quietly. “Its going to be ok. I’ll protect you.”
She nodded slowly. “What floor?” she repeated
Notes
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It's been two weeks and I kinda miss you :( hope you're okay... Xxx
6/14/15