I stood in front of the mirror. My button up covering my chest. I shouldn't be doing this. Maybe it's not to late to shy away from this encounter.
Liam would never forgive you if you do.
My conscience runs through my mind and I sigh. This interview was going to be the death of me. Speaking to people I didn't know wasn't my strong point. Liam was the more out going one. And yet here I am getting ready to interview a man for the new paper that I'm not even going to be writing. I can only blame myself for not having the will power to say no to Liam.
Once I am able to coax myself out of my room and I walk into the living room. searching for Liam. I find him in a ball on the couch eating nothing but strawberry ice cream. If I didn't know any better I would believe that he was going through quite the truth break up. Liam wasn't the one to become depressed after breaking up though. I never truly understood why but his confidence scared me. It was something that I wished I could have but I also knew that I would never be able to handle such confidence.
"Do I look alright?" I fix a small crease in my pants. Liam sits up and looks over my outfit smiling.
"You look great. You're even wearing your glasses" He laughs and my eyes roll. I didn't wear my glasses often but this seemed like the perfect occasion to wear them to. "Don't look so nervous Niall...Your only meeting one of the richest men in America"
"Yes because that is going to make me less nervous...Why can't you just go meet him once you feel better" My hand pushes through my hair. Something that I did when I was frustrated which seemed to be quite often.
"Niall it took me months to land this interview. If I wasn't sick believe me I wouldn't have you do this but someone has to" His brown eyes pour into my blue one's and I shake my head. There is no saying no to him. I was going to this interview whether I liked it or not.
I stood outside the overly large empire of Styles Enterprises Holdings. The glass doors said open as I entered the red and white lobby. The color's meshed well together. I slowly made my way to the front desk causing the brunette sitting behind the desk to look up at me. "How can I help you?"
"I have an interview with Mr. Styles for a college news paper" My voice comes out lower than I intended and she gives me a soft smile. She can sense that I'm nervous which only makes my blood run even colder.
"Go to the elevator right down the hall and go to the second floor. Another woman will be there to take you to Mr. Styles' office" I mutter a thank you and go where I was instructed to. I step foot into the elevator and hit the button with the number two placed on it. As the doors closed I closed my eyes as well leaning back against the wall.
Here goes nothing.
As the elevator doors open I step into another lobby but this one is decorated with black and red. This guy must really like the color red. I walk to the second secretary this one being brunette as well. She looks up at me then down at the sheet in front of her. "Mr Payne?"
"I'm filling in for Mr. Payne..." She sends me a slight not before standing from her seat. She mutters for me to follow her and I do. She leads me to a large door and she speaks into what I assume to be an ear- piece before giving me her attention once again.
"Mr. Styles will see you now" She walks past me going back to her desk and I look at the large door placed in front of me. I take in a small deep breath before placing my hand on the golden knob. I open the door my eyes landing on a tall figure looking out the large glass window. His hands resting in his pockets.
I step foot into the office accidentally tripping on the shoulder of my converse. I land on my hands and knees and I look down at the plush white carpet under me. This wasn't supposed to start out this way. I don't move until I see two large shoes in front of me and I force myself to look up.
Holy shit...
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50 Shades Of Him (Narry)
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