Harry woke up to the sound of laughing and the smell of bacon and pancakes.
He got up from bed, and went to the kitchen to find Louis and Liam cooking breakfast.
"Morning, mate. Care to join us for breakfast?" Liam asked, and placed the last piece of pancake on the plate.
"Of course, I couldn't say no to pancakes and bacon." Harry chuckled and sat down on the table.
Louis and Liam sat down on the table as well, and ate their morning breakfast.
After eating and laughing with Louis and Liam, Harry was deep in thought.
He thought about that he should find a job today, since his bills and rent was due next week. And the problem is, he didn't know how to find a job.
"Mate, you alright?" Louis asked, as he noticed Harry being quiet all of a sudden.
"Yeah, I just need to find a job today." Harry sighed.
"Oh, which reminds me. I spoke to one of my friends, she said that they were looking for someone who has talent and a good looking face. And mate, I know you're a man with many talents." Louis said, and Harry brighten up a bit.
Maybe this was his chance to finally find a job, a job that would change his life.
"Sure, tell her that I would love to get the job." Harry said.
"But there is one problem mate." Louis trailed off, and Harry became more interested.
"Well, what is it?" Harry asked, hoping he could fix that problem.
"Well, the thing is you need to have a good voice." Louis said, and Harry still couldn't quite get it.
"And what does that mean?" Harry asked again.
"It's because you're going to be a singer, Harry."
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Taylor woke up with Olivia on top of her, and purring slightly.
She couldn't get rid of the interview she had with Ellen in her head. The tabloids were suspecting something, and created all of these random theories. Theories that the song might be satanic, and all random theories that Taylor couldn't explain.
But one Tabloid caught her eye yesterday, and it said that it was about a boy. And they were right at that point. All they need to do now, is to find his name.
Olivia woke up by Taylor's petting, and hopped off her.
Taylor doesn't have to do anything today, Grace called her and said everything was fine.
Taylor didn't know what to do today, she didn't feel like going out. All of the Paparazzi are waiting outside to capture a picture of her. All the flashes of the cameras, blinds her. She couldn't even go to a cafe anymore without being followed.
Her life changed, a lot.
Taylor sat up, and thought about what was she going to do today.
Until an idea sparked up in her head.
She thought maybe doing another song. She could write and think about the lyrics.
Taylor was finally happy with the idea, and got out of bed already feeling the blood rush through her veins. She felt excited.
She sat down on her desk and got her notebook filled with lyrics from the song Style.
Taylor flipped through the pages, and looked at the words that remind her of Harry.
Then she thought, it wouldn't hurt if she made another song about him, would it?
She found a blank page, and thought about the lyrics.
This time, she wanted the song to remind Harry that she wished He remembers her.
Hoping he would remember her, even if it's just in his wildest dreams.
Wildest Dreams, Taylor thought. That sounded good for a song title, and she wrote the title on top of the page.
Hours passed, and Taylor was almost half done with the song.
It wasn't much, but it was something.
Taylor looked at the lyrics one last time before she'll have lunch.
He said, "Let's get out of this town
Drive out of the city
Away from the crowds"
I thought heaven can't help me now
Nothing lasts forever
But this is gonna take me down
He's so tall, and handsome as hell
He's so bad but he does it so well
I can see the end as it begins, my one condition is
Say you'll remember me
Standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset babe
Red lips and rosy cheeks
Say you'll see me again even if it's just in your wildest dreams
Wildest dreams
I said no one has to know what we do
His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room
And his voice is a familiar sound, nothing lasts forever
But this is getting good now
He's so tall, and handsome as hell
He's so bad but he does it so well
And when we've had our very last kiss
But my last request is...
Taylor thought about the next lyrics, and thought about what was her last request for Harry. Then she finally thought that her last request for him was, to remember her even it's only in his wildest dreams.
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Harry placed the white t-shirt, and looked at himself at the mirror.
Today, he was going to a building where he would meet Louis' friend to finally find a job.
He never thought of being a singer, but he did enjoy music as a habit. He would used to write songs during class and would sing it in front of his mom.
But those were the old days, everything has changed, and so, did he.
But it wouldn't hurt if he would try music again, would it?
Harry fixed his hair that was out of place, and bid goodbye to Louis and Liam.
Louis told him the building address, and it wasn't far from his house. It was probably a couple of blocks away.
Walking down the street with the shops opening, and couples were holding hands and stealing glances from each other. They look happy together.
He somewhat felt jealous, jealous that the fact he couldn't find his own happiness.
But why would he find his happiness, when his own happiness was just right there in front of him. But sadly he let his happiness escape away from him.
Harry brushed the thought away, finally reached the building that Louis told him.
The building was tall, and looked like it could be the next empire state building.
He entered the building, and felt the cold wind of the air conditioner wrap his body.
He went to the receptionist, that was typing something on her computer.
"May I help you?" The receptionist asked, and looked at Harry.
"I have an appointment." Harry said shortly.
"Oh yes, you're Harry Styles, aren't you?" She asked, and grabbed a folder and flipped through the pages.
"That's me." Harry slightly laughed.
"Kindly go up to the 7th floor, she's waiting for you." The receptionist said, and gave a flirtatious wink at Harry.
Harry followed her orders, and went to the elevator and pressed the 7th button.
When the elevator stopped and landed on the floor, Harry got out and saw a hallway with many rooms.
Harry looked for the name that Louis gave him, and found a room that said her name.
Harry knocked, and heard a muffled 'Come in.'
Harry opened the door, to find a woman who was looking at her laptop and writing down some notes.
"You must be Harry." She said, and closed her laptop and Stood up to greet Harry.
"That's me." Harry said nervously.
"Great, please sit down." She said calmly, and gestured the two vacant seats in front of her desk.
Harry followed her, and sat on the black leather chair.
"Nice to meet you Harry, I'm Grace."
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So, if you haven't guessed it by now Harry will be working at the same label as Taylor.
I know this is not much, but I decided to update. I'm sorry if this chapter is a bit out of place, this update was actually unexpected.
Anyways, hope you still like it!
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[Chapter is unedited, as always.]
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