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.


1. New Job

Sarah's P.O.V.

"Okay so all we need is the gentleman's approval," the man from my new job said.

Well actually, let me explain first.

I have been looking for a job recently.....and the only job I found was to be a housekeeper. Yeah it was a lame job, but at least someone was interested. My parents cared nothing for me, after I turned 18 they gave me my own apartment and only paid for it for only two months. I needed to get a job to keep my apartment, but getting a job these days was pretty hard. 

So I found a job in the newspaper looking for people who would clean, and look after other peoples houses. The payment was good. So I agreed.

"Who is this gentleman? Do you know?," I asked.

"No, but he sounded really nice over the phone," the man said.

"Oh okay," I said.

"We are scheduled to go to his house tomorrow morning," he said.

"So....that's it for now?," I asked.

"Yes...thank you Sarah Williams for coming, we're really happy you applied. Do you have any questions?," he asked.

"Does the gentleman pay me or you?," I asked.

"He does, we just look for ladies who would be willing to look over, clean houses, for those who have big houses," he said.

"I still don't understand this whole thing, but yes I am willing......and where would this house be located?," I asked.

"Beverly Hills," he said.

"Okay, I guess that's all the questions I have," I said getting up.

"Thank you again Sarah," he also got up extending his hand.

I shook it and smiled.

Well at least I had a job.

~ next day ~

I got out of bed thinking about my new job and willing to know who would be the owner of the house, I'm suppose to look after.

Quickly, I jumped into the shower and got dressed in skinny jeans and a over the shoulder sweater. 

You'd think this isn't a way to dress in California, a sweater, but if you live here and get used to the weather, 20 degrees outside for us "Californianers" is COLD!

I put my long brown hair in a cute bun, the way I liked it.

I grabbed my keys and went outside to my car.

~ 20 minutes later ~

I drove my way towards the rich part of Beverly Hills.

This job qualified me working for famous people, but who would I work for? 

Justin Bieber? Nick Cannon? Tim McGraw?

I was yearning to know.

I pulled up to a house, that looked very pretty, and it wasn't very big.

My job manager was already there waiting outside the house for me.

"Hello Sarah," he said.

"Hi, is the gentleman home yet?," I asked.

"Yes, I was just waiting for you," he said as we made our way to the door.

He rang the bell, and we waited for a minute.

Finally I would know who is the owner and who hired me for this job.

I saw a shadow approached the door.....and then he opened it.

"Hello," he said.

"Hello Mr. Styles, this is Sarah worker willing to work for you," my director said.

"Hi Sarah nice to meet you, I'm Harry Styles," Harry said extending his hand, showing off his dimples.


I wanna know if you want me to continue this story or nah....?? Not so sure myself....

Love ya lots <3

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