Perspective || Harry Styles

13~ My Main Hoe

“We’ve had to postpone the signing until tomorrow thanks to your carelessness! I don’t know what you two were thinking when you ran out of this place, but your actions have affected everyone! I hope this prank of yours was satisfying because I will make sure it won’t happen again. The two of you are on lock down from this point forward. That means security supervision at all times, and I mean it. And you,” Jeff growled, turning to face me instead of addressing both me and Louis. I smiled sweetly, angering him further. “I’ve already had my eye on you. I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately, but I won’t stand for it anymore. You think you can weasel your way out of these situations and get away with whatever you please, but you can’t!”

“Can’t I?”

I felt Louis nudge me, urging me to stop before I began.

“Excuse you?” Jeff scoffed, taken aback by my sassy tone. I bit my tongue, trying to hold back the words I’d been thinking since I met this asshole.

“What are you going to do, Jeff?” I mocked. “Fire me? You and I both know the fans won’t stand for that. And I know you’re an idiot, but you can’t be dumb enough to think that destroying the band will leave you employed in the end, can you?”

He was speechless. Perfect.

“We’re on equal terms here, really. In fact, if anyone has the upper hand, it’s us. We can easily get a new manager. Good luck finding a new boy band that can take the world by storm. Actually, I’m not sure why we’ve even dealt with your shit for this long. You’re an asshole who feeds off of our vulnerability, and we’re all fucking sick of it. We’re stronger than you, in number and power. You’re in no position to be standing here, yelling at us like you control anything about our futures.”

I could see the anger behind his eyes, but no words escaped his lips.

“You…you little…”

“What? Say it, Jeff. Call me names, I fucking dare you.” I crossed my arms, a smug smirk playing along my lips. He clenched his fists, took in a deep breath, and stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

“Holy…fucking…shit,” Louis spoke once he was gone. He turned to look at me, his eyes wide. “That was awesome.”

“I think I’m gonna be sick,” I muttered.

“I’ve never seen him speechless before! That was great! He was terrified of you! God, I wish the other lads were here to see that. I wonder what this means…Do you think he’ll stop being a dick?”

“I’ve just ruined five lives,” I said, my voice dead as I stared at the blank wall behind Louis’ head.

“You did not,” he rolled his eyes.

“If he’s speechless, he’s probably pissed as fuck. Like dangerously angry. I’m afraid he’ll do something drastic.”

“Like what? Realize you’re right? He holds no power over us. It’s just like you were telling me earlier today. He can’t do shit to us. It’s five against one. Come to think of it, we have an entire army of fans that would gladly back us up if it came down to that. I don’t think any of them like our management anyway…”

“Harry’s going to kill me,” I breathed, falling back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling with my arms outstretched to my sides.

“I don’t get why you’re so freaked out about what just happened. Did you see his face? You should be basking in your own glory right now. That was beautiful.”

“That’s gonna come back to bite you all in the ass.”

“Then we can deal with it when it does. For now, just enjoy the idea of Jeff fearing us. That’s never happened before, and I’m actually really liking it, so don’t rain on my parade.”