The Unbelievable (Book Two)

Chapter 11

"Callie?" I picked up the phone from my desk and answered a call from Fiona.

"Yeah, what's up?" I fiddled with some of Lorraine's mail stacks and set them in a bin for Adam when he comes by later today to pick them up.

"There's THE Harry Styles walking back to your office. Don't ask me how he knew how to get there," she giggled.

"Fiona!" I started to protest and heard someone open the door. I slammed the phone back on the receiver and crossed my arms over my chest as he stood their looking like one of the models we have coming in and out of our offices daily.

"Why are you ignoring my messages and phone calls?" he slowly shut the door behind him twisting the lock closed so no one could get in if they so needed.

"No, you need to leave. Harry, I'm working!" I walked closer to him. He launched forward and had me pinned against the door. The one window I had to look out into the many offices surrounding my room, he closed the blinds to. "What the actual fuck do you think you're doing?" I was furious now. If he thinks he can get with me in my office after the bull shit he pulled at the wedding this past weekend, he's absolutely mental.

"Your cute blonde friend at the desk said no one comes back here until late afternoon. Then, I think we have," he paused and looked down at his cheap watch adorning his wrist, "five hours to kill."

"Get away from me," I started to threaten. "This is crazy."

"Is it?" his face puzzled.

I nodded my head and pursed my lips, finding some strength in me to push him off and away from me so I could go sit back down at my desk.

"You don't even live in this part of town. What are you doing over here?" I realized he wasn't going anywhere soon, so I decided to buy some time and start with small talk.

"I have a meeting, thank you for asking." He smirked and sat down on the edge of my desk as I tried to type letters on my computer.

Sick of him staring down at me, I leaned back and crossed my arms over my chest glaring straight back up at him. "Seriously Harry, I'm at work."

"I'm at work trying to win you over. We're both working, you see," he smiled and his face smoothed over adding young definition to his features.

I sighed and ran my fingers over my face becoming less aggravated and more stressed. "What do you want?"

"I want to take you out obviously. No sex, no drinking, none of that," he stood off the edge of my desk and squatted next to me in my chair.

"There's never going to be any of that, Harry."

Aggravation was already creeping it's way back in again due to his cocky attitude.

"Ok, don't be so quick to make assumptions," he put both of his hands in the air and widened his eyes playfully.

"Harry," I growled letting my irritation kick in.

"Ok, ok. Just say yes, that's all I need to hear.Then we can talk about us and everything you hate about me," he stood up again and I did too to walk to the door to show him out.

"I don't hate you," I looked up at him and gave a sigh of exasperation.

"Come out with me, Cal. No strings attached, no presumptions, no bullshit. Just to hang out and talk," he pleaded with all of his might.

I sighed and opened the door. "Fine, no bullshit."

He smiled and leaned in to kiss me on my forehead. He left my office and Adam was quick to turn the corner running into Harry. Adam smirked at me and a wide smile grew on his face, which caused Harry to immediately turn around and come back to me.