She hates him, absolutely despises him. He doesn't even know of her existence, but somehow fate decided to pair them together and now they're going to have to convince everyone they're engaged.
"So, flower girl, what do you say? Me and you?"
"Make y...
You run your mouth all over town And this one goes out to the sound Of breaking glass on my range rover
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"God, Rory. You're a treat" Cora laughs, I just explained to the girls all the details about the strange and hectic day I had.
"You know what's a treat?" Melo asks, we all look at her with furrowed eyes.
"Harry Styles!" she cheerily shouts, I roll my eyes.
"I'd like one taste, then I'll be happy forever," she says dizzily.
I hit her shoulder, "Melo, that's gross" I fake a gag and she ignores me and instead remembers something.
"What did you both do as well?" she arches her eyebrows suspiciously.
"I told you literally everything." I defend.
"Then why didn't you answer our texts or calls?" she asks.
"Because my phone was on silent"
Wait, my phone, I forgot it.
Shit, Aurora you couldn't do anything right?
I groan, "My phone, I forgot my phone in his car with my bag"
"Come on, I'll drop you at his office," Cora suggests and I nod.
"Okay, we'll wait for you at the house," Fiona tells us and waves goodbye along with Melo, I wave back.
I hate this, I hate myself, and I hate him. How can I possibly be this stupid? I don't want to ever see him again, but I somehow led myself straight to him. I always speak about how smart I am, but I do dumb shit like this.
We go inside Cora's car and she begins to make way to Harry's office, we make conversation and I tell her about what I'll do when we finally reach.
"So we're here" Cora parks the car in Infront of the building. The building rose from the city, a marvel equivalent to any European cathedral. It wasn't simply its elegance that impressed me, but the efficient use of the land that was scattered with trees and flowers, my favorite thing in the entire world. Nature. The building held so much detail and whoever designed it must be very detail orientated and a perfectionist.
The amazement was washed away when I realized who owns the building, as I walked to the entrance, I was astonished, The doorway had taken some loving inspiration in its design, for it was not the standard rectangular shape, but the sort of archway that brought every eye upward. Normal people may haven't thought twice about it but as an architecture designer, you tend to appreciate it way more.
When we entered it was very spacious with marble floors and people in suits everywhere, I sigh and walk to the front desk. I see the receptionist sitting there, she looks up at me, "Hello, how may I help you?"
