Rejected By Harry Styles

I was running with a cup of coffee in my hand. There were so many people over there. I wondered why he needed this many people? Wrong question. Actually the right one was, why did he hire so many people when only a few do the real job? You would believe, because he was a good person, wrong. He was not. In fact, he was the worst. He was that handsome devil that we love to crave even when it hurts. Well, that was the case with me. At least, that is what it felt like. Last month, I confessed my love to him and what did he do? He sent me to pick up an expensive bracelet for his girlfriend. Who he does not even love. I know that because I know how many other women there are in his life. And he could have one more, me, and then fall in love with me, but instead what did he do? He totally ignored me and sent me to pick up the gift for his girlfriend. I am standing outside that bastard's green room and I really don't want to see him, but my job forces me to see him every day. Yes, every damn day! You may think it is great, but it is not! I will tell you why. Wait, I should give him the coffee first. I knocked on the door and then, a few seconds later, opened it. I have learned to take precautions. But to no use, his eyes are closed and Elena is on her knees. His one hand is holding the table while the other one is wrapped around her hair. I quickly walked out of the room and closed the door with a thud. I close my eyes to stop the tears but to no avail, they keep falling on their own. As if they have their own mind. I keep his coffee just outside the door on a small table and I quickly started to run in the opposite direction. I heard his voice, "Hailey?" But I did not reply. I got inside a washroom and locked the door and only then allowed my tears to flow without holding them back. Working with him not only allows me to be around him, but also his girlfriends, friends with benefits, f**k buddies, and whatever else they call it these days. They are not only around him all over the time, but also me. I am telling you, it is not at all fun!! It is a constant torture. Seeing him with other women. And this time Elena? How could he do that? Can he not see how cruel she is? It seems so, he can be with anyone but me. I wash my face with fresh water and look at myself in the mirror. I only see a sad girl standing who feels nothing but being rejected by someone she loves, someone she admires, someone that is Harry Styles. After a while, I gathered all my willpower to walk back and do the job. We are on his ongoing tour 'love on the tour'. Every day around him, I feel more heartbroken, but I cannot quit the job. I need the money to take care of my little brother. He has always been unwell, even since he was born. My mother died working day and night to give me the education and also take care of my brother. Now, I am the only one he has got. I splashed a little more water on my face. Give a final look at myself in the mirror. I put bravery on my face and walked outside the washroom. There was no one in the corridor, and I am thankful for that. I swiftly walked towards the backstage area where the sound system was placed and everything else that Harry would need on the stage and that included me. Yes, I keep his personal items with me and anything else that he needs. I coordinate with each team based on his needs except for his songs that he sings, which are pre-decided by him and his creative team. From his food and water to costume and stylist, it is my responsibility that everything he needs and wants gets to him. I reached backstage and suddenly everybody rushed towards me. Mike, Jake, Amber, and, of course, Elena as well. But everyone voiced subsidies within a second when Elena gave them a look. Everyone in the team knows about her and Harry and no one dares to go against her. " Are you nuts, Hailey? The concert will begin in two hours, and you are just coming in. I know you don't care about the show and Harry, but even for the sake of your job security, do your job..." Elena dramatically spoke to me as if I had been careless with my job. I smiled at her, "I will be doing my job if you let me." then moved towards Mike, "Yes Mike, you were saying something? " He hesitated for a second, he looked at Elena to grasp on her current mood. I interrupted his observation, "We don't have time, Mike." "Sorry, Harry is asking for you immediately in his green room," Mike told me. "Okay", I moved to Jake, "Yes Jake, tell me is everything alright with his costume?" " No, it is not! He is demanding to change a lot of things and we don't have time. Please, talk to him." He anxiously tells me. " Wait, what? When did he say that?", I asked Jake. He nervously looked at Elena but didn't say anything. "Jake, you are just lazy. It is not that difficult. Harry Styles is a huge star. It won't work with what you have made as of now!" Elena arrogantly buttered in. She is not just Harry's girlfriend but also his agent, so her suggestions on professional grounds are valid, but that's not it, she demands things and always at the last minute. I looked at Jake, "Don't worry, I will talk to him. And yes, Amber.." I was interrupted. "How dare you!!" Elena burst out at me. For a second I felt startled. "You ignore my input when I am standing right here? Who do you think you are? Just an assistant, a servant! I am not only his agent but also his fiancé!! " I was shocked, but not only me, everyone in the team gasped. How could he? Even if he does not at all care about my feelings, does he not know her character? No, I am sure, she is lying. " Oh, Harry! I am glad you are here. See what costume Hailey has gotten for you", she held Harry's costume in her hand with a disdained expression! I looked towards him, but his eyes were glued on her, on Elena. " Harry, I tried to tell Hailey, this is not worthy of you, but she is not listening to me," she told him with a puppy eye that did not at all look cute on her. But I know Harry, he is a reasonable person, and he himself wanted to wear it. He will defend me and Jake. I know he will. Everyone's eyes were glued on Harry and his movements. He walked next to Elena and took the dress from her hand. For a second or two he did not say anything, and then he turned towards me and Jake.