Girl Crush ☞ h.s.

[two]

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Harry.

He watches the girl work steadily, scrunching his nose. Her small desk was a mess and she didn't seem to notice. She worked at a quick pace almost faster than Harry. Her headphones are plugged into her ears, muffled music blasting.

He sighs, standing up. His nice shoes drag across the floor as he makes his way to her desk. She doesn't even notice his presence as she continues her work. He yanks an earplug from her ear and she looks up quickly.

"Sir," she mutters, standing up quickly. She moves her phone and earplugs away from her computer. She looks back up at Harry with red cheeks. They're standing too close for comfort, fear written all over her face. Harry loves how intimidated she is, but he doesn't smile.

"This needs work immediately. You need files for your work. What are you even working on?" He asks. She's an assistant, she shouldn't have a lot of paper work.

Her eyes light up and her eyebrows raise. "I'm switching all of Nick's clients to you," she answers. Harry nods a bit and then she quickly adds "Sir."

Harry smirks. "I didn't catch your name," he says, pushing his chest closer to her. Her cheeks go red again. Nick would never do this to her. "Ashton Kingsley. But, you can just call me Ash," she announces.

Her voice is quiet and Harry can't help but think of inappropriate things. He finds her mildly attractive. He wonders what it'd be like to hear her moans or even just her voice in a regular conversation. She's so quiet and he thinks it's just a show. She's probably different with her friends.

"I'm Harry Styles. I'm your boss, so I assume you'll call Mr. Styles. Don't forget to get a filing cabinet, Ashton."

•••

Ash.

When she walks into work with Marisa on Tuesday morning she notices all the pointing fingers. The news of her and Nick splitting up is everywhere. New rumors are also being spread. She stays quiet and keeps her head down. She hates the attention but Marisa loves it.

"Do you think Frank is looking at me or you?" She asks, smiling his way. Ash rolls her eyes, ignoring her. They make their way to Marisa's office. As she enters Ash stops. She doesn't just go on like usual. "Is everything alright?" Marisa asks.

She looks into her office and then looks at her. "Can I tell you something?" Ash asks. Marisa is taken back. She's never like this, she never tells Marisa her problems. She always keeps to herself.

"What is it, love?" She asks. She takes a step closer to the blonde girl. Marisa's brown eyes look into her blue ones. She senses something is wrong and she feels like maybe she hasn't been such a good friend to Ash.

"Nick got fired," she says in almost a whisper. The blonde looks away from the brunette. She didn't want to see her reaction.

"Is that a good thing, Ash?" She asks. Marisa's accent isn't as strong and thick as Harry's. She nods but Marisa can see straight through her. "I mean, you wouldn't want to work with him after you called things off, right?" She asks.

"Yeah, you're right. Besides Harry's not that bad, except for all the rules and such," she mutters. Marisa's eyes light up. She grabs her arm and pulls her into her office, shutting the door.

"Is he cute?" She inquires. Ash nods. "How tall, bout 6'3?" She demands. Ash nods again. "Brown curly hair?" She rushes. Ash nods again, furrowing her eyebrows. Marisa squeals with her arms held in the air. "He's your new boss?" She exclaims.

Ash stays quiet while watching her friend act silly. "Babe, you have to hit that. Everyone's already spreading rumors that you plan on sleeping with him. He's the new Nick," she explains excitedly. But her heart drowns in self-pity and she thinks back to Nick.

She shakes her head, anger taking over the sadness. Before another word can be uttered, Ash is out the door and headed to her own office. Rumors are bound to get worse but she just has to ignore them. The small girl opens the door, running into another body. A tall body.

"Ah, just the girl I was looking for," he says. His British accent is thick. Before she can say anything he grabs her arm, yanking her inside and shutting the door. Though, she can't imagine why.