Vivid Minds
One
One
His voice was rough. Luna knew who the man was. She'd seen him on the cover of magazines in drug stores, taking about how he had done this, done that, bought this establishment, sold another.
She also knew James Styles had a son, and that soon, Harry Styles would be taking over Styles Music Corporation
James Styles sat across from the newest artist he'd signed. His name was unknown to Luna Amelia, but she knew he was growing his fan base at a rapid rate. She would know sooner or later.
Luna tugged down the skirt the restaurant required her to wear, watching from the hostess podium. The bell on the door rang, and snapped her back to her job. She opened her reservation book, not bothering to look up.
“Name, please?”
“I'm just joining some people. James Styles, I can see him from here.” Luna took a deep breath, willing herself to look up.
Harry Styles himself stood before her, raising a brow at her.
His normally whiffed hair hung low. Covering his ears and the sides of his face. He wore a black dress shirt and black pants. His vibrant orbs looked down into hers.
“It's rude to stare, Miss…”
“Luna Amelia,” she finished for him. He nodded, smiling a little, and letting Luna look at his gorgeous white teeth.
“Pretty name,” he said. She thanked him. “I'm Harry, though you probably knew that.” Luna frowned.
“You can go over to them if you'd like,” she said through her teeth, closing the reservation book a bit too hard. Harry nodded, his eyes wide, and walked away.
Notes
I redid the story.
