Lemonade and Club69✔

Chapter.6

I stood in Zayn's dressing room as I breathed heavily, trying to catch my breath.

Who did Harry think he was?

Coming to my manager and telling him that he had a special arrangement with me?

I was furious to say the least but I had spoken out to him so I was feeling kinda better.

"It's okay Niall, he will not take you." Zayn assured me and brought me in a hug.

"I don't even wanna perform now, knowing that he will be in the audience." I whined. " I would prefer getting hired by someone else just to avoid him."

"Wow you hate him that much?" Zayn looked at me and chuckled lightly. He thought I was joking but I was serious.

I hated being hired but at this point it was better because Harry was making me wanna scream.

I stayed with Zayn for an hour waiting for our performances until I was called back to the office by Dan.

"You coming with me right?" I looked at Zayn who was looking right back at me.

"As if I would let you go alone when Harry is around here." Zayn answered and I smiled but took his hand as we made our way out of the room and down the hall to Dan's office.

"You called." I said when we had entered the office and found Dan.

"Yeah, someone is here to hire you. You are free to say no if you don't want but I just wanted to check." He said.

I looked at the person he motioned to who was looking at me with a small smirk you could hardly see it.

He had icy blue eyes, light brown feathery hair and a cute moustache.

"Hi Lemonade, I'm Willam." He stretched out his hand for me to shake which I did wordlessly.

I couldn't tell him that I was pleased to meet him because I was not. He kept smirking at and that gave me a weird vibe. He looked vaguely familiar but I couldn't place a name to his face.

I looked at Zayn, silently asking him if he knew the bloke but he curtly shook his head.

"So what do you think?" Dan broke the silence.

I looked at the man infront of me, he didn't look dangerous except for the damn smirk but I'd rather go with him than be stuck with an audience that Harry Styles was part of.

"Yeah, I'll go with him." I said and looked at Zayn who was smirking because he knew why I had agreed to leave.

My client let out a breath of air and muttered something along the lines of long shot and relief.

I looked at him weirdly but didn't say anything.

"Alright so William, you know the rules. You do anything that isn't supposed to be done. You face the consequences." Dan said and the bloke agreed.

He then paid and left after being assured that I would be driven to his address in an hour.

"My performance is coming up. I'll see you back home." Zayn looked at his watch and quickly hugged me then he left.

"So here's your half Niall." Dan handed me the money and I pocketed it.

"The driver is waiting for you. If anything happens, don't hesitate to call any of us okay?" He said and I agreed then I waved goodbye and went to find the driver.

When I got to the staff parking lot, I spotted Harry walking hastily towards a car and talking on phone.

He didn't see me and when he was in the car, it drove off. I breathed a sigh of relief that he had left.

I almost wanted to go back and cancel on William but he had already made the deal and paid so I walked to the waiting car and we drove off.

The car ride was filled with light conversion here and there, it was mostly just sports because we found out that we were both big FCB and Derby fans.

After a while, we got to the address and as soon as we were let through the gate, I stepped out of the car.

William was standing at his front door and rushed to me.

"Lemonade! You made it. Come on in, oh hi!" He said excitedly and waved to my driver who waved back.

I told the driver to go and that I would be okay so he left and we went inside his house.

As soon as we got in the house, he told me to sit on the sofa.

"Can I get you anything to drink?" He offered as if I had gone for a chat at his house.

"A lemonade will be awesome." I smiled back at him politely.

"Okay, I'll be right back." He disappeared to what assumed was the kitchen and soon came back with orange juice for himself and lemonade for me.

"Okay, so I have a confession to make." He scratched his neck awkwardly and in that moment my eyes landed on a picture that was hanging on the wall.

It was a picture of Harry laughing with... William? Then it hit me.

"You are not William, you are Louis Tomlinson. Harry's bestfriend and song writer." I more like stated than asked.

"Yep." He shot me a toothy grin.

"You hired me for him." I stated again and he nodded sheepishly.

"Oh and I am William. It is my middle name." He added.

"I'm leaving." I stood up and grabbed my bag.

"Please mate, just... Harry really wants you perform for him. He's not as bad as he seems I swear, he just has trust issues." Louis pleaded.

Louis seemed like a nice guy but Harry was not someone I wanted to be close to tonight.

"Please." Louis pouted.

"Ughhh! For you, I will do it for you." I groaned.

"Thank you thank you. He has an interview tomorrow and he will be cranky if he doesn't get a show from you." Louis said and we sat back down.

The front door opened and the man himself came in and stood infront of us.

"Well well well. Look who's here." He smirked at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Harry be nice." Louis sounded so stern.

"I'm sure he has filled you in so we are going to my house." He said.

I clenched my jaw but kept quiet for the sake of Louis. I stood up and he started leading me to the door, Louis following right behind me.

"I can't believe you fell for that. Do you know how easy it was to fool you? I couldn't sleep without taping that arse." Harry laughed loudly as he opened the door.

Louis opened his mouth to say something but I beat him to it.

"Harry?" I called and he turned around to look at me.

I raised my hand and slapped him across his right cheek. "Can we go now?" I smirked and saw Louis holding back a laugh.

Harry rubbed his cheek before speaking up.

"Damn lefties can slap."

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