Some Nights (Haylor)

Chapter 5 : Shock

"Can you stop thinking about him? It's too loud."

Miranda brought me back to reality. I looked at her, as if I wasn't thinking about Mr. Styles but I was.
"This is embarrassing."

"It's okay. These things happen all the time. Also, you only kissed. Lack of sex makes you do weird things."

"I can't face him anymore."

"You're a mature and professional woman. You need to get yourself together. You are stronger than this."

Mr. Styles didn't attend any of the meetings after our encounter. Even though I was embarrassed, I wanted to see him. That kiss was unfinished. The last look of confusion he gave me has been running on my mind ever since. 

"You told him you were seeing someone and then kissed him. I am sure that's not the kind of guy he is." Miranda tried to explain.

Why did I say I was seeing someone?

"I didn't want to go out with him."

"So you gave Eric's name?" 

Eric and I went on a couple of dates but I didn't feel any connection with him. He was a great guy but talking to him felt like taking a bad interview. He used to give me one word answers to everything.

"How was your day, Eric?"

"Terrific."

"Did something happen?"

"Yeah."

"Which cafés do you like?"

"No."

But he is a good distraction.

"I had- I don't - I don't know why but it seemed like a great idea at that time. But I forgot about my stupid mood; the next second I jumped on him and kissed him."

Miranda started laughing.

"This is serious."

"I'm sure it'll get better."

We reached Mr. Styles' office that we were renovating. Everything was going perfectly and on time. I was really proud of this project since a lot of my designs were approved for it. The color contrasting idea was what Mr. Bond really liked.

"There he is." Miranda whispered to me and I looked at him.

Mr. Styles was talking to a woman right in front of us. He was showing his new office to her and explaining about how the end product will look like.

"And some layering will be there." He always talks in a calm manner. That was one of the things I really like about him. He was always calm and composed.

"How should I act around him?" I whispered to Miranda.

"Normal. Just be normal. He's our normal client and you're his normal designer." 

I nodded and walked towards him. I need to be normal.

Mr. Styles looked at me and smiled. 

Normal Taylor. Normal.

"This is Taylor. She works for Kingsley Architects." He told the woman.

And I coughed. Why was I coughing?

"Lovely work." The woman told me.

"I'm glad you like it." I smiled.

"So, Mr. Styles, haven't seen you in a long time." I paused for a few seconds. 

"What do you think about our progress?" I continued.

He looked around, checking out the ceiling and the walls around him.