You're Hired

“What do you think will happen when the contract ends?” I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders as a respond.

“It’s up to you, what do you feel?”” he replied.

“About?” I asked him.

“About us.” he responded.


4. Chapter Four

It’s been three days now, and today was the end. I had to give my decision. I haven’t told anyone about it yet, I kept it all to myself. I didn’t even tell Ellise. This thing is supposed to be a secret right?

I looked over at the calling card in my hand and then to my phone which was in my other hand. God, please help me.

I haven’t slept well these days, thinking about the offer. It was giving me such a weight. This is the first time a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question gave me sleepless nights. I stood up from my bed and decided to get one of my jars that were placed in my bookshelves. After getting it, I sat back down in my bed.

Okay.. so in this jar contains blue and pink balls. If I get a blue it means ‘no’ if I get a pink it means ‘yes.’ I opened the lid and then shut my eyes close. My hands roamed around inside the jar until I felt one of the balls. I pulled it out and there it was. 

My answer.

* * *

When I told Camille my answer, she told me to go to a certain place. Now, well, here I am inside a building- sitting down and looking at Camille.

“Here’s the contract,” she said, putting a paper down infront of me. “Just sign, here and here.” she indicated by pointing to the blank spaces. I got the paper and flipped the pages lamely, I got the pen and then signed it.

“Good,” Camille said in satisfaction. She got the paper and then placed it in a folder. “So tomorrow you will be going with Harry to a restaurant.” she informed me.

“You’re kidding right?” I asked in disbelief. I know I sounded a little disrespectful, but I couldn’t help it. Tomorrow? Does she expect me to be ready by tomorrow? I am so far from being ready for girlfriend material!. To be honest, I don’t think I even have the potential to be a girlfriend.

Okay.. so everyone thinks I’ve had a boyfriend, but in reality no. I never had one. Oops, I think I forgot to mention that to her.

“Don’t worry,” she assured. “Harry isn’t the picky type of ‘boyfriend’."

The thought of having Harry Styles as my boyfriend made me shudder. I can’t believe this all real.

“It’s not Harry I’m worried about,” I said calmly. I crossed my legs and leaned back to my chair. “It’s the public. What will they think of all of these?"

“The public will never find out you’re being paid,” she said firmly. Just then, the door burst open and Harry came in. I felt myself petrify as he walked inside and shut the door behind him.

“I’m sorry, I’m late.” he apologised before taking the seat to my left. “So what did I miss?” He placed his feet on top of the table and I saw Camille look terrified by his actions, but she shrugged it off.

“Okay..” she spoke calmly. “You two have a date tomorrow."

“Cool,” Harry said, eyeing me from the corner of his eye. I guess he saw my impression cause he smirked. “Is it alright with you, love?"

“What?” I asked, completely terrified by what he just called me. They both looked at me with eyebrows raised and I decided to cover up for it. “Yes. Yes I am."

“That’s what I though,” he smirked. Oh god. Did I make the wrong choice?

“Harry will pick you up by your house,” she said.

“But you don’t even know where my house is!” I protested.

“We do,” Camille admitted. “We got it from you friend."

“Ugh,” I grunted, putting my face in my hands. 

“So that’s all,” she said. “You two may leave now, and I will keep you guys updated."

“Okay,” Harry and I said at the same time. I got up from my seat and left the room with Harry right behind me. I felt his hand touch my arm and I quickly stopped walking.

“What are you doing?” I asked through gritted teeth.

“Being a perfect boyfriend, babe.” he replied as he flashed me a smile.

“Please don’t make my life a living hell,” I pleaded.

“Trust me, love.” he said, pulling me close to him. “I’m not."

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