If You Let Me In [H.S]

Chapter 8

Emeli Sande-Mountians

-Harry-

I flick my office light off, shutting the door behind me

"Mr. Styles" my secretary stood up, a broad smile displaying on her face

"Somebody's happy this evening" I smiled

"I got the job" 

Elizabeth, my secretary, applied for a high end secretarial job at the office in Chicago. 

"That's fantastic, Liz. When does it start?"

"Three weeks from Monday" she said proudly

"Well congratulations" I tipped my head, walking to the door

"Oh and Harry" she lifted her finger

"Yes" I leaned back, my hand still resting one the door knob

"Skyler called"

I furrowed my brow.

Skyler and I have only spoken a couple times these past few weeks. Mostly just a subtle wave as we walked to our cars, headed for work

"You were at lunch. She wouldn't leave a message" She shrugged "She just wanted me to let you know she called"

"Alright. Thanks Liz" I waved, exiting the Realtor building

***

I pulled into my driveway. 

Skyler was sitting in one of my rocking chairs on my porch. 

I walked up to where she was, setting my briefcase down as I took a seat beside her.

Skyler's eyes were focused on a pile of mail in her hands

"My secretary said you called" I said softly

She nodded "The bank called"

"What about?"

"They're going to repossess the house" she looked up at me. Her eyes were tired

"How can they do that? Jason just passed away. They don't repossess a house after one missed payment"

"It wasn't just one missed payment" she took a deep breath "Apparently Jason had been missing payments, writing invalid checks, sending money in late..."

"And this is the first call you get about it? No other warnings?" I ask, fury running through my being

"No. They've called before. Jason just didn't tell me. He hid everything the bank was sending us" she began shuffling the mail in her hands "I found these this morning after they called"

I ran my fingers through my hair, leaning back in my chair

"What am I going to do"

I turned towards her, taking in the worry that was woven into her expression

"You're going to stay with me"

She let off a shocked look 

"I can't just stay with you" she shook her head "That's asking way to much of you. I'll find somewhere-"

"You can. And you will" I say in a more stern tone than intended "There are so many things I haven't been able to help you with...But this...I can help you with this. I'm going to help you get through these trials. Your problems are going to be my problems, Skyler"

"I-I don't don't know. I can't even pay rent. I lost my job because of cut backs and-"

"First of all" I spoke in a serious tone "You aren't going to pay rent. Secondly, when did you lose your job?"