heartbreaker ➸ hs (slow updates)

one

I walk through the busy streets of London, the place I call home. There's just something I love about this place, how everyone is always on the move and there is never a dull moment. I make my way down the row of buildings until I reach my destination, Modest! Management Head Quarters.

With sweaty palms I push open the heavy double doors and walk up to the reception. There's a women sitting behind the counter, probably in her mid thirties typing away on a computer. Everything she's doing looks flawless, from her fingers tapping away on the keyboard with her neatly manicured nails to her blonde hair, cut perfectly just above her shoulders.

"Um, excuse me", I say trying to steady my voice, saying I'm nervous is an understatement.

She holds up one finger as if telling me to wait. "Yes?"

"Hi, I'm Abbey Andrews-"

"Do you have an appointment?", she cuts me off with a pointed look.

"Um yes, Mr Magee wanted me here at 11am"

She looks behind me at the clock on the wall, 10:58am.

"Go up the elevator, ninth floor, assistant will call you in when he's ready", and without another look she shoos me off into the elevator.

I press the ninth floor button and lean back against the wall, trying to calm my nerves. I'm really nervous, I got a call yesterday saying that I need to meet with Harry Magee, head of Modest! Management, to discuss a new project. I asked why me and they said because I'm Abbey Andrews, niece of Carlos Andrews, co head of Modest! Management. I don't know why they wanted me to help them with this project, I don't even know what it is, but I know it can't be good.

The elevator dings open and I walk out into the reception and take a seat on one of the chairs. A few minutes pass and I look at the clock 11:06am.

"Miss Andrews, Mr Magee will see you now", a girl no older than 25 years old says to me and points down a hall of doors, "Third door on the right"

I mutter a quick thank you and quickly make my way to the third door on the right. 'Harry Magee: Head of Modest! Management' is written in bold letters on the door. I take a deep breath and open the marble door. There's countless pictures of celebrities, past and present clients of Modest!, hanging on the walls.

"Hello, Miss Andrews. Please take a seat." Mr Magee says and gestures to one of the leather seats in front of his granite desk. "So about this project that we have in mind, Harry Styles, you know who he his right?", he says as he slides across a headshot of Harry.

"Who doesn't? He's only part of the worlds biggest boyband"

"Do you like him or One Direction in general?"

"Honestly no. Well, not One Direction as the band, they're just not my style of music. I've got nothing against him, I don't know him personally so how can I judge?"

"What are the first three words that come into your head when you hear 'Harry Styles'", he asks. What has this got to do with anything?

"Um, hair, good looks and

heartbreaker"

It's true, his image is known as 'the heart breaker'. He moves from girl to girl and leaves a trail of broken hearts and has never held a relationship for more than two months.

"Perfect. Well here's my proposition. Myself, your uncle Carlos Andrews, and Tim O'Brien, the other co head of Modest! Management, have come up with a plan. Mr Styles' image for not only himself but the rest of One Direction is on the line at the moment. He is being labeled as a player, cheater and as you said a heartbreaker. All three are not good for his image or the bands image, but Mr Styles doesn't realise this. Do you understand so far?" , he asked, crossing his arms.

"You're trying to change his player image, am I correct?", I ask.

"Yes, yes we are"

"Okay, so what has this got to do with me?"

"Well Miss Andrews, the question is what hasn't this got to do with you?", he said un-crossing his arms and folding his hands on the desk, "Our proposition is for you to be introduced to One Direction, Mr Styles in particular, and make Mr Styles fall for you. Once he does, you will break his heart leaving him heartbroken for once, therefore hopefully changing his image as 'the heartbreaker' and teaching him a lesson on how it feels to be heartbroken, instead of being the heartbreaker. Do you understand?" , Mr Magee asks leaning closer.

"So you're just expecting me to drop everything, leave my job, friends, basically my entire old life, to try and make the worlds biggest teenage heartthrob fall for me, then just heartbreak him?" , is he really expecting me to say yes? What is this, some kind of prank? Is Ryan Seacrest going to pop out and say I've been punk'd and then give me $5,000 ? And Uncle Carlos agreed to this? No, absolutely not.

"Now I know Miss Andrews that this seems like some crazy preposterous idea, but hear me out. If you do agree to this, you will be doing us, One Direction, Harry himself and even the One Direction fan base a huge favour. If everything goes to plan then Mr Styles will no longer be labeled as the 'player' or 'cheater' or 'heartbreaker' that he is. If everything goes to plan he will realise the error of his ways and maybe find a girl to settle down with, have a proper relationship. Everything will be taken care of for you, clothes, transport, accommodation if you have to fly to where the band is for their tour, you will be fully paid as well. Please just think about this decision that could change things for the better." he says, knitting his eyebrows together with determination.

"How much will I be paid?"

"Thirty thousand dollars a month, starting from when you are first introduced to the boys"

"And you really think this will work?"

"We have thought everything out to the minute Miss Andrews, it will work if you follow our rules and go along with the plan"

I'm being asked to drop everything and try to make Harry Styles fall in love with me then just heartbreak him, and that's even if I can get him to fall for me. I'm going to get loads of hate from his fans, and what are my friends going to think? But there is the $30,000 a month, I'm not saying I'm considering this just for the money, but that is a lot. This is crazy. But maybe just crazy enough to say yes.

"So, Miss Andrews. Do we have ourselves a deal?", he asks.

"Fine, deal. I'll heartbreak the heartbreaker."

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hi hi hi so hi I'm emma and I'm a really bad writer tbh omg idk what I'm doing but just go aloNG WITH IT AND COMMENT AND VOTE K BAI LOVE YA x