Something About Her

I needed a job. But I never imagined what it would be like working as a housekeeper for Harry Styles......until one day I got hired.


2. Cheeky Harry

Sarah's P.O.V.

"N-n-nice to meet you," I said shaking his hand.

He smiled and looked me up and down.

I have to admit, I was a fan....and Harry was my favorite....WAIT...did I just get a job at HIS house!!!??

"Okay Mr. Styles, just sign here and Sarah this will be your new manager," my old manager said.

"Okay I will, but Sarah please don't think of me as your manager," Harry said as we all sat down in his dining room.

FAN-CY! (the dining room, I mean)

I nodded my head.

"Thank you Mr.Styles," my old manager said and left me there with Harry.

"So Sarah, um....," Harry said running his hand through his hair. He was nervous I could tell.

"I would like to tell you...that working as a housekeeper here your actually a house keeper. I mostly need someone to look after this place while I'm gone on tour, you know....are you okay?," he asked.

I must of gotten really pale....I mean he just asked me to look over his house!!??

"Yeah, I'm good," I said.

"You sure you look pretty pale," he said getting up and getting a glass with cold water.

"Thank you," I said as he put it down in front of me.

"Welcome.....and so where was I.....?? Um....Right! So, I would like you to keep an eye on this house while I'm gone, and if it's not a problem for could actually move in here, to the guest room....I would be more then happy to know someone's here while I'm gone 24/7 or least most of the time," he finished explaining.

"You-you want me t-t-to move in??," I stuttered.

He chuckled.

"Are you a fan?," he asked looking me right in the eye.

"No, I mean yes," I blushed.

He came over to my chair.

"Free hug?," he said extending his arms sideways.

I blushed even more and hugged him. I was hugging Harry Styles....I mean I was hugging THE HARRY STYLES!!!

Okay, I need to stop fangirling here....

I pulled out of the hug, to see Harry showing off his dimples. I just smiled at him, I was probaly red as a beet.....I mean I suppose to be his house freakin' keeper!

"I like your bandana," I said, breaking the silence.

"Thank you," he said, still starring into my eyes.

I smiled....AWKWARD.....

"Uhh, right, um could you?," he asked.

I gave him a 'what are we talking about again?' look.

"Can you move in here? Is it okay with you?," he said as we took our seats.

"I guess so.....," I said.

"Great! Let me show you the room, you might stay in!," he said getting up and taking my hand.

He lead me upstairs to a big was like half of my apartment!

"Wow!," I said.

Harry smiled.

"Look at the view from the window," he said.

I went to the window....and the view was so beautiful! 

I turned around to see Harry sitting on the bed.

"Beautiful isn't it?," he said.

I nodded.

"Are you a dancer by any chance?," he asked, scanning my body.

"I used to be....before my parents just left me when I turned 18 and I couldn't afford to take any more lessons because I needed to pay my rent of my I stopped taking lessons, but dancing is my passion....that's also why I got this job," I told him.

He made a weird face. "What job?," he asked.

I just starred at him.

"Oh right, I dumb of me right?," he said getting up, turning around so I wouldn't see that he was blushing.

"When can I move in?," I asked.

"Tomorrow, after tomorrow, take your time," he said smiling again.

"And when will I get paid?," I asked, dreading the question.

He gulped.

"Do I have to pay you? I get to live here mainly....I can pay for you dance lessons if you want.....I feel weird just paying you....," he said.

"This is my job Harry...," I said.

"Yes I know......every weekend...I'll pay you....50 bucks," he said looking my way to see if I'll approve.

I nodded my head.

"I also schedule you some thing that need to be done and clean in the house," he said more sternly.

"Is there any specific dress code?," I asked stupidly.

He eyed me quickly.

"Dress like housekeepers do," he said walking over to the closet in this room, pulling out a dress.

Black, short with an apron....I guess he already had some things planned.

I sighed.

"Do I really have to wear that?," I asked.

"Only when your cleaning," he said smirking.

I blushed...okaaaaaaaaay.

"Is that all?," I asked.

"Um, yes one more thing....I'll be gone for the rest of this week....when I get home I want several thing to be done," he said, walking out the door, down to the kitchen.

He handed me a paper.

"Stuff to clean mainly, after you move in," he said.

I nodded and took the paper.

What happened with the cheeky Harry? Suddenly this stern, frowny Harry showed up....did I do something wrong??

"When will you exactly come home?," I asked.

"Not sure yet," he said.

I sighed.

"Oh and one more thing, here is the key to the house," he said handing me the small thing.

I took it along with the papers.

"As for you apartment.....your choice to keep it or not...," he said.

"I still need to think about that," I said.

He nodded.

"Well, nice meeting you Sarah. I'll see you later on this week or next week," he said.

"Nice to meet you too," I said.

He smiled again....okay cheeky Harry back again.


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