She's not just a maid..

Lily's a 19 year old college student living alone in an apartment in London. She works as a part-time maid for some rich peoples mansion. She has never met the home owners though. What happens when she does?


1. Chapter 1.

Lily's POV

*Beep* *Beep*

My eyes fluttered open, and I awoken to the annoying sound of my alarm clock. I shut it off. 9:30AM. Ugh, another day off to work. I work as a maid for some rich peoples mansion. I've never actually met them though. They just send me e-mails of instructions and my pay in the mail. Fine with me.

I jumped in the shower and got dressed for work. I threw on my gray Directioner sweatshirt, (yes, I love One Direction) neon pink Abercrombie shorts, and my black & white converse. I put my hair up in a messy bun and tied a white bandana around. I didn't bother putting on any makeup. I'm actually supposed to wear some ugly ass maid uniform, but I don't play by your rules.. #RebelStatus.

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I turned the key and walked inside. omfg.... There's cups and beer bottles all over. Damn! looks like someone threw a good ass party last night. They better pay me extra for cleaning up all this shit. I turn on some music and blast it then start working.

Harry's POV

Me and the boys are at the studio right now working on our new album.

"Hey Harry can you go to the house real quick and get the lyric sheets in my bedroom?" Liam asked.

"Yeah, sure, why not." 

"Oh can you pick up Nando's on your way back" Niall said.

I chuckled and replied "anything for you mate"

"Hazza Bear, since your going to the house, and the maid should be there right now, give her her check, here" Louis spoke. And he handed me an envelope.

"Do you need anything Malik?" I joked.

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As I drove up to the house, I heard music banging. Familiarly loud to last night. I walked through the front door and saw a fit brunette girl dancing around with a black garbage bag cleaning up the mess from last night. Her back was facing me so she didn't see me come in. I was just standing there, watching her. For about 3 minutes. Then she turned around, and I finally saw her gorgeous face. Her bright blue eyes grew wide when she saw me.

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