Harry and the Assistant

With One Direction's hactic and bizzar schedule, it's simply not possible to keep tabs of every interview, concert, and benefit that they must attend to. The band finally decides that it is time to get an assitant! But this is no ordinary assitant, and Harry senses this when she first steps her heel through the door. A certain chemistry forms between the two, which leads the two love birds to wonder, how long can they keep up this secret affair?


7. Thinking of You

The very words that Harry spoke to Bridget lingered in her mind. And like a ghost, the words haunted her very well being: "You realize....you didn't say no to my question"

Why didn't I just say no? Why did I just let him control me like that? How could this happen? How could I LET this happen? I was so in control of things...well at least I thought I was. What if Paul finds out, he'll definitely fire me for sure. But it's not like we did anything. And besides, he wouldn't fire me on such short notice right?

With all of these thoughts, Bridget noticed her eyes beginning to flutter heavily more and more. She then looked at her watch and noticed the time. The clock read to her 4:45am. She got up from the kitchen table and figured she'd just go to bed at that point.

My life is their life. My schedule is their schedule, but my sleep is my own. And I at least deserve that.

And with that, Bridget fell asleep trying not to think of Harry, but her dreams conveyed that Harry was the only person on her mind...

I dreamed that I saw him coming towards me in the sunlight, walking on heavy green grass. I sat there with my flower dress flowing in the wind behind me. The picnic basket stood still as it watched our happiness.  I smiled up at him in admiration biting my bottom lip. The way he looked was so stunning. He then held out my hand, and I put my hand in his. I stood up, and I let him hug me never letting me go.

"Oh Harry", I said smiling at him. "I've missed you"

"I miss you too", he said in deep passion.

He slowly kissed me on the lips, and it felt like it lasted forever.

"Bridget, I need you to wake up"  he said kissing my neck

"No, I don't wanna leave you", she said looking into his eyes

He then slowly kissed her and said something to soothe her heart

"We'll meet again lovely", Harry said

Oh, Harry, I...love...", she began


Bridget woke up and quickly turned her alarm off and took her head phones out of her ears.

God, I can't believe I dreamed about that...about him. WAIT A MINUTE! I forgot that I talk in my sleep sometimes. What if someone heard me...what if HE heard me.

"Oh great, what if Paul heard me too? I'm really asking to get fired now", she said out loud .

She hopped out of her bunk and heard the clanking of pots and the laughter of boys. She peeked from behind the curtain and stared at all of the boys in Action. Niall was eating cereal, Zayn and Liam were making bacon, and Louis and Harry were sitting at the table talking to each other. She stared at Harry's face, his laughter, his composure. He didn't seem to be thinking about what occurred between them last night.

He could be thinking about me somewhat right? He can't just forget about it like it never happened? Wait...why do I even care?! I could care less, no really, I could! Harry Styles should be the last thing on my mind right now!

She thought about Jennifer's one night stand warning.

It makes sense doesn't it? Harry is trying to make me unto a one night stand girl! He wants me to fall for him so he can lay me, and then leave me and go on to the next. Well, I'm not looking for a relationship right now anyway. And even if I was, why would I want someone whose only in it for one thing...and that one thing isn't what matters to me the most...my heart. And  if he can't have my heart, he can't have me...and that's the way it's gonna have to be.

Bridget then climbed back unto her bunk, and thought more about what she should do in this situation. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts, that she didn't notice that Paul walked near her bunk to talk to her.

"Good morning Bridget", Paul said

Oh no, he saw what happened between me and Harry didn't he? But we didn't really do anything! He is so gonna fire me, I can feel it. I can just kiss this job goodbye

Then, noticing the saddening and confusing expression she held on her face, Paul decided to continue

"Bridget, are you okay?", he asked in concern. "I hope the job isn't too much for you"

No, that's not it! Don't fire me, please. I can so handle this job!

"No, I'm fine!", Bridget said not realizing that she was yelling.

Oh gosh, I didn't mean to yell at him! I just need him to realize that I really need this job. This job has absolutely nothing to do with what's wrong with me..

"I'm sorry I raised my voice Mr. Higgins", she said. "I was just feeling.."

I need a quick excuse...any excuse, really, to get me out of this mess

"I was just feeling a bit under the weather is all. I'm quite alright now", she said smiling weakly

"Well if that's the case, you can always stay here on the bus until the boys and I get back from meeting with the producers of the film", he said

"Really?", Bridget asked shocked

"Sure, that should be okay", he said smiling. "Were only going to be meeting with them for a couple of hours, and if I feel like I need you, I can always call or text you", he said.

"Are you sure you don't need me now Mr. Higgins?", Bridget said in concern. "I really am feeling better and I don't mind being with you for the conference".

"No, that's quite alright Bridget", he said smiling. "And please, call me Paul"

"Thank you and okay", she said.

And as Paul left out the room, Bridget slowly laid back down in her bunk thinking about her day so far.

Maybe I can get some work done. I can call the interviewers, schedule the boy's next concert, find out where...

And with that incomplete thought, Bridget slowly drifted back to sleep attempting to dream of anything to make her smile.

Anything except for Harry Styles...




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