OFFICE - (Sequel to BOSS) H.S

7

I don't want to be here. Harry is pissed as fuck and I don't know why. I just kept bringing me coffee each time he called me. He was so tense and only looking at his papers. And now it was one of those times. I placed a coffee on his table, I turned around but a hand grabbed my wrist. I looked back and turned to him ''Yes?'' I asked

''Could you please bring me something to eat? Anything is fine.'' He said he looked like a lost kid. God he must be hungry, he haven't left his office since morning and it's 4PM now. I nodded. He slowly let go of my hand and I went out of his office. I went to the workers kitchen. I looked in the fridge, hmmm, nothing. There wasn't anything in the cupboards also. I huffed and went back to my office. I took my sandwhiches I didn't eat. I hope this is enough. I walked back to his office and closed the door after. He looked up at me, his eyes meeting mine. A small smile crossed his face that made me smile too. I gave him the sandwhiches and said :''Sorry there wasn't anything in the kitchen so I gave you some from mine.'' He was about to take a bite but he stopped and looked back up at me. ''Did you eat?'' He asked.

''Yes, these are the ones I didn't eat.'' I answered stepping back from his table.

''Good.''

''Will that be all?'' I asked hoping to return back to my office as fast as I could.

''Yeah..,Thank you Malory.'' I smiled and went out of his office.

I walked back to my office and started my work again. Suddenly I got a phone call. I looked at the caller and saw a unfamiliar number. I picked up .''Hello.'' I asked.

''Just making sure I have you're number.'' I heard Harry saying and then the line went dead. Why the hell does he need my number. I quickly saved his number so next time he calls me I know it's him. I quietly did work until it was time to leave. Finally. I turned off my computer and put on my jacket. I closed my office door and locked it. Making sure I had everything I walked down the hall still looking in the bag. My body collided with something. I felt hands grab me and pull me into a chest. I looked up and saw Harry. '' I looked up and saw him already looking at me.

''You okay?'' He asked letting go of me.

''Yeah, sorry, I'm going home.'' I answered and brushed past him.

''Bye Mr. Styles.'' I said and quickly walked away.

Harry's POV

I watched as the door closed are her body disapered from my sight. I huffed and went back to my office to get my stuff. I took my suit jacket and put it on. Taking some documents and my car keys I stepped out of the office and locked it after. The floor was almost empty as I went towards the elavators.

I sat in my car and let out a sigh. Fuck. Why was she working here. Like memories of her weren't tortorious enough now I had to see her everyday. And what hurt the most was that she wasn't mine. That day I saw her at club I thought I had to much to drink.

Everyday, every moment I saw her I couldn't help myself, I just want her. She could've been mine but I messed up big time.

I smiled as memories flashed through my mind...

I picked her up never breaking the kiss and started walking towards the couch and placed her on it. I howered over her as I kept kissing her. I grind into her and couldn't help as a quiet 'fuck' escaped my mouth her sweet moan coming right after. My lips traveled down her jaw to her neck kissing softly. Another sweet moan escaped her lips when I found her sweet spot on her jaw bone near her left ear.

"Mr.Styles stop, please" I herad her say quietly trying to hold back her moans. I know she liked it.

"Shut up", I answered and continued to suck on her sweet spot, grazing my teeth in her skin, leaving a mark.

"Mr.Styles please..St-" Another moan escaped her lips when I grind into her. I couldn't help myself, I just had to have her..

"No., I won't, your mine" I said and I could feel her shiver

A loud noise rang through the office.

''Fuckinh hell..'' I muttered and climbed off of her making my way towards the table where my phone was ringing.

"Styles" I snapped into the phone.

- ''Mr.Styles are you free for a moment, it's about-''

"No I'm busy." I said.

- ''Well we called Mr. Frickle and-''

"Why the hell did you do that" I yelled into my phone. In the corner of myy eye I could see Malory looking at me.

I tugged at the end of my hair.

"Okay, I'll be there in 10 minutes" I said and ended the call.

"I have meeting in 5 minutes but this isn't over" I said angry because that phone call ruined everything.

***

Her sweet lips on mine was all I could think about. I have never slept with her but the things I wanted to do to her. I wanted her small body under mine, moaning and squirming. I wanted to kiss every inch of her skin. I wanted her to be mine. I want her to be mine. Before I could stop myself I climbed out of my car and walked back into the building. I went back to my office. I opened the drawer with workers files and started to search for a specific file. ''C'mon....where are you'' I quietly mumbled to myself still searching for the file, getting impatient. Found it. I quickly looked at the file and I could feel the smirk forming on my face.

I sat in my car and started driving.