apprentice [ styles ]

xii

"I'll wash the dishes for you," I tell them and Ashley stands up almost immediately.

"Oh no you won't, Calum will do it" she says turning to face him with a raise of her eyebrows.

"What?" Calum asks looking up at us. Ashley takes the plates from my grip, placing them infront of him.

"You're doing the dishes since you clean so much!" she teased and I giggle.

"Fine then," Calum defies, walking over to the kitchen the plates in hand. Ashley laughs sitting on the plush couch, patting the space next to her. I take a seat and she smiles.

"So what's it like, owning such a large company all on your own?" she chirps and I laugh.

"It's a lot of responsibility, but I'm not the only owner so it's okay."I reassure her.

"Oh? So how many other owners are there?" she asks.

"Just the one other..." I trail off.

"What's their name, maybe I know them?" she asks and pushes her glasses further up the bridge of her nose.

"Harry. Harry Styles," I tell her, and her jaw drops open wide.

"Well that's something I didn't suspect..." she says crossing her legs beneath her.

"Yeah...He's actually good at the job. When he's not demanding, though" I tell her and she raises an eyebrow.

"Are you really close to Harry?" she asks. "You know because your dad's were parntners, right?" she asks and I nod.

"They did, but me and Harry hardly met. So no, not that close" I tell her. Moments later, Calum walks in plopping down on the floor infront of us.

"Are the dishes done, Calum?" she asks and he nods.

"Yes mother," Calum mutters with a roll of his eyes.

"If you roll your eyes more than you already do, watch when they fall out of your head," she warns him and he gave her the finger, leaning his head on her knee.

I laughed at the pair, glancing at down at my watch to see that it was nearly eight in the evening.

"I really should head back home," I tell them and they stand.

"I hope you're not scared off by us, because we look forward to you moving in," Calum grins and Ashley nods.

"Yeah, see you soon?" she asks and I nod.

"Definitely," I tell her waving as I fixed the buckles on my boots.

"Bye!" I say opening the door.

"Bye, Tori!" they say in unison. I walk out, shutting the door behind me.

I smile to myself as I walk down the pavement, I think moving into the apartment will be good for me. I'd be living around the right people and I know for certain, that I love the apartment. I hop into my car, driving all the way home. As I pull up infront of our driveway I see a familiar Mini parked in and I furrow my eyebrows at the obvious situation.

Aunt Maria was here.

I silently pray that Harry'd gone home as I inserted the key in the hole and stepped inside. I am met with the pleasant scent of vanilla as I close the door behind me, dropping my bag off by the door. I follow the sound of chatter as I walk down the corridor into the living room.

"Tori!" Aunt Mari cheered rushing over to me, engulfing me in a hug.

"Hi," I say, taking a seat between my mother an father. I look forward to see the person I'd last wanted to see none other, than Harry.