trouble h.s.

01

harry's point of view

"liam! how many times do i have to tell you, you may not bring minors into the club! for christs sake boy!" i was currently telling liam for the third time this week that he could not bring his little sister who is only 16 into my club, you have to be 18 to enter. no exceptions.

"mate, will you please listen to me?" i rolled my eyes and let him go on. "i've been promising my mother for weeks i would let valerie move in with me for six months, today is the last day i can even try to stall. c'mon man, she is only 2 ages younger and i swear to you she won't be a bother at your opening party tonight, for real, she is in my car outside right now, she could even help you if you'd want?" all right, maybe one exception. we are short 5 workers because of my temper yesterday. those goddamn workers cannot do a single thing without me showing them all of the steps.

"she may come in, yet only if she works," i see liam's eyes light up, i didn't even know he had a sister. "i guess she can work in my office tonight, nobody will be in there. she can organize the booze." i said laughing.

"very funny, harry. i'm going to go and get her into my apartment and bring her back here in an hour." i can't believe i turned into a fucking baby sitter. he turned and ran off, leaving me in my office alone.

you see, i'm only 22 yet i have all of this shit to handle, ever since my father gave me the club for my 21st birthday. he didn't want to deal with it in his 'golden ages' i'm guessing. i hear a click at the door and without a knock, anna strolls in and smirks at me. not this bitch, again.

"hello darling," she walks closer to my desk putting her hands on it, letting her breasts basically hang out of her blouse. "i heard from a little birdy you were having another one of your parties tonight, so i guessed my invitation was meant to be given in person, since i didn't receive mine." she caressed the desk with her hands, making me want to puke.

"no, anna, you weren't invited to my winter party. you really need to leave before i call security." i said with no emotion. me and anna have been fuck-buddies in the past and sexual tension drivers also, but she is just a pain in the ass now. this thirsty woman can't take a hint.

"oh but, baby, can't you remember the several fun times we have had? i remember them as clear as the day." she says, biting her bottom lip, smearing her red lipstick. anyway, good thing it is raining today.

"again, no. you really need to move on anna. holding on is an awful disease." i smiled in pity as she stomped her foot and turned around, walking out of my office and slamming the god-awful-loudest door in history behind her. what a hoe.

i laid back in my chair, putting my feet on my mahogany desk and falling asleep to the faint noise of the dancers practicing music from downstairs.

val's point of view

new york city has never looked so good to me. the excitement, the lights, and spending more time with liam was all i could ever want, it might not be ideal to him to have me on his tail since i'm only 16 but i'm fairly sure i can take care of myself, i always have. there was never any me time although... maybe liam will help out.

"hey valerie, are you done putting the boxes in your room yet?" i heard liam in the hallway of his giant apartment, tonight i knew was a bad time for my arrival because he had a soundcheck appointment and then he has to go to a party set up by his friend mr. styles.

"yes, i'll be out in a second." i reply, getting out of my chair and straightening out my usual attire, a skirt, blouse, and high socks. i never wore other types of cloths, mainly because i was raised that way. they weren't that important to me anyway.

with me and liam making our way to the car i noticed strange looks from men in the enormous lobby, how strange. we both grabbed our coats from the lobby and got into the town-car provided for liam. this really must be the high life.

after a short drive to mr. styles' club, i started on my way out before liam turned me to him in an almost panic matter. "val, i'm really sorry i have to leave for a couple hours, but i really just want to warn you about harry. he has a very large temper and is very rough. if he is in anyway hateful to you, just call me okay?" he looked at me with all seriousness. i knew this man would be intimidating and that was frightening to me.

"don't worry liam, i'm sure i'll be fine." i kissed him on the cheek before exiting the car and smoothing out my skirt in an anxious matter. i took my coat before wrapping it around me a little tighter since it was snowing.

after making my way to the entrance of this club i realized there was a huge line of people around the block waiting to go in. i walk to the front and tap a huge man on the shoulder by stepping on my tip toes. "excuse me sir?" i said shyly, backing away some.

"sorry, i'll have to ask you to go to the back of the line, hun." he said, almost growling at me. i swallowed a lump in my throat.

"i am valerie payne, i was sent by liam payne. he told me mr. styles was waiting for my arrival." i tried, looking down and waiting for a harsh response.

he leans into his jacket and whispers into a microphone, nodding his head. "my apologies miss, please come in and turn at your first left and all the way at the end of the hall you will make it into mr. styles office." he said, holding the door open. new york was not playing around.

i mumbled a thank you before going in and making the said left. the hallway felt like it was going on for eternity before i finally reached the velvet french doors. i took a last shaky breathe before knocking on the door quietly. "enter." a stern, raspy voice said, sending chills down my spine.

i opened the door and mr. styles made an abrupt stop at his desk and turned his head to me, almost as i didn't knock. i could barely see his face in this light, but he looked scary.

"valerie payne..." he said standing out of his chair and coming closer to me. as soon as he spoke, more and more chills were being sent down my spine making me shiver. "are you cold, love?" he said finally in front of me and i saw his appearance for the first time. i gasped, for an unknowingly reason, excitedly? i covered my mouth to regret the painfully obvious noise i made.

mr. styles was gorgeous, his brown curls and forest green eyes gave me a very unfamiliar feeling, it was strange. people are attractive to me, still, none in this way. he smirks down at me, his tall, slightly muscular frame compared to mine, a flimsy girl with too many curves in the wrong places. "did you just moan, valerie?" he asks, leaning down with a curious face. i breathed out again, frightened at what is happening.

"uhh, n-no mr. styles, i'm terribly sorry. i'm not sure what just happened." he looks at me with an unknown look in his green eyes, and i have an urge to cross my legs at the least, my attitude was foreign. what is going on?

he stands up, moving his suit and simply walks out of his office, leaving me stranded. i immediately breathe out, thankful for the past events to be gone.  

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hey guys, i swear another ch. is coming tonight or tomorrow morning :))
-madi