Half a Heart//L.S.

Chapter Three

a/n: okay i have a short question.. Do you want pictures of the looks of louis and harry in the chapters or should i leave it to your imagination? I already have photos in this and the next chapter.. Just let me know what you like better!

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That was bad, that was really bad. He rubbed the erection of a possible PA, 40 minutes ago. Louis calculated the chances if it's possible to just disappear. Well, turns out chances are zero.

He decides that he could just play it off.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Louis Tomlinson." Harry smirks as he scans the body of the small men. "Pleasure is all mine, Louis"

God, the way he says his name sounds illegal, and Louis would pay over a million pounds to hear Harry moan his name. Okay wow, he thinks, i really need to remain professional.

"Its Mr. Tomlinson to you" he says, trying to seem as calm as possible. Harry shakes his hand, while taking a deep gaze into Louis eyes. professional, he reminds himself, taking his view back to Lydia who's still standing in the door, rising suspiciously an eyebrow while looking in Lou's direction. 

He goofily smiles and sits back in his chair. Also Harry has a seat, still looking at Louis as Lydia closes the door, leaving the two alone.

"So tell me a bit about yourself Mr. Styles"

"Harry" he just says, asking Louis indirectly to call him by his first name.

"Harry." Louis repeats.

"I'm 25 years old. I'm very focused on my work. I was employed for a company as a personal assistant for 7 years at Davis-Law, till Mr. Davis died. We were really close and I just couldn't find myself to apply for another job till now. The last four months were rough, but now i'm back to my old self and ready to work hard. Don't get me wrong, I usually remain professional and never get emotionally involved, but Mr. Davis was special for me. He was like the Dad I never had. And i don't mean that in a kinky way." Harry finishes his monologue.

"Did- Did you just wink at me?" Louis raises an eyebrow.

"Yes I did"

"Okay, straight forward, i like it."

"Not straight, but forward" Harry whispers, smiling at his hands that are laying in his lap. I always remain professional. Yeah i can see that Harry, thought Louis as he eyed the tall man in front of him. He has to giggle and before he can say something Harry continues to speak.

"So, Louis Tomlinson, it's your turn."

"Huh?"

"Tell me something about yourself."

Louis is quite surprised. Nobody ever asked him for his interests and life, but Harry was different. He feels like the man in front of him was staring right through him, like he could tell Harry everything by just holding eye contact.

"I'm 27, as you know i own this company. I have- had a sister, i hate playing golf and i like tea. Speaking of tea, do you want some tea?" Louis stutters, seeming just as nervous as he is.

"If you won't pour it over my lap again" Harry jokes and takes a cup, Louis' cheeks turning red. "I can't promise anything" he says getting the can of tea from the small table. Earlier, he replaced the whisky bottle from yesterday with a can made of porcelain, he didn't want to seem like an alcoholic or inappropriate.

"Is that..." Harry sniffles as Louis pours him some tea in the cup.

"Yorkshire!?" Harry smiles, his eyes wide opened like a little kid in a candy shop.