Pia.
I sat at my desktop trying to find something to do. I wanted to know what Harry said to Louis. I looked up to see Harry storming into his office, slamming the door shut. I looked at the door and tried to decide whether or not I should go inside or not. I stood up and went to the door. I knocked and waited.
"Come in!" I heard his deep baritone echo through the door.
I turned the knob and went inside.
"Mr. Styles"
"Harry" he corrected me
I cleared my throat.
"Harry"
He was looking over files in front of him.
"Is everything ok?" I asked softly
"It's fine. Was there something you wanted that was work-related?" he asked, still not making eye contact
"No...I'll rewrite those notes I just took"
"Thank you, is that all?" he asked
"Yes" I shook my head even though he couldn't see me
I walked out of his office and closed the door. I looked at my computer screen as I saw a new email in my inbox. I clicked on the email and my body froze.
From: L_Tomlinson@finances.KitPublishFirm.com
Subject: Empty
I don't appreciate Harold's attack in the conference room.
But I will see you soon. I can't wait to continue what we started, love. See you at home dear.
L.
I heard a door open and then Harry's voice.
"Pia I wanted to apologize for my behavior. I didn't mean to come off as ru-"
His voice stopped.
I felt his hand on my computer chair and his weight hovering over my shoulder. He placed his hand on mine which was sitting on the mouse and directed the cursor to delete the email, assuming he had read it. I sat there confused and with that he walked back into his office.
I inhaled, wrapping my coat around and me slinging my bag over my shoulder. I pushed the lobby doors open to see Louis leaning against my rental car. I walked around to the driver side to see my tires flattened.
"What the fuck" I mumbled
"I saw a homeless guy do this. It's a shame really" he shrugged with a malicious smirk on his face
"What the fuck is wrong with you! This is a rental car!" I ran toward him, swinging my bag in his direction. The doors to the building opened and Harry walked out.
"How am I going to get home!" I shouted at Louis.
Harry grabbed my arm and pulled me away from him.
"Get in the my car" he instructed me
"No! He fucked up my rental. I have to pay for this now"
"Get in the car, I'll handle it. Please" his eyes looked at me with concern not pity so I did as he asked
I watched Harry walk over to his trunk as it opened and toss his blazer inside. He rolled up his sleeves before closing the trunk. I climbed into the expensive car and watched everything unfold. Harry walked over to Louis and started to speak. Louis seemed to laugh at him. Harry then threw his fist. Louis was on the ground. My hands flew to my mouth.
