You sat outside the changing rooms of a Gucci store Harry decided to stop by in after a meeting about some finances, bored out of your mind. You hated shopping as it was but with Harry, it was that much more intolerable. The ceo was picky about everything, especially his clothes. He wanted the cuffs to be perfect, the length of the trousers to be just right and the colour to be exactly how he had envisioned it.
So safe to say, it always took a while especially with his indecisiveness and you, as his assistant had to suffer through the whole process of Harry finally finding the right suit or shirt or whatever it was that he wanted and making this "important" decision.
Lost in your thoughts, you didn't realise Harry had stepped out of the changing room until he cleared his throat to grab your attention. And attention did he grab, you turn to see him dressed in a bleak grey suit that was as crisp as a new banknote. There was no creases at all and it fit Harry perfectly, you could see the white shirt looking crisp from underneath, the first few buttons were opened just enough for you to see a few strands of his chest hair, you found it quite endearing if you were being honest. A multi millionaire ceo, with so much power, just about grew a few chest hairs and that too in his late twenties. You were sure everyone would find that endearing.
As Harry's assistant, you had obviously seen him in loads of different suits and definitely a lot of grey ones but this one in particular had him looking out of this world; like he was sculpted right then and there by God himself, like he was some sort of sculpture with this perfect bone structure.
You've always found him attractive, one would say he had a face that would stop you dead in your tracks and snatch the air away from your lungs, but it wasn't until now you truly noticed how good looking your boss was. Harry's face was relaxed, he hardly ever was relaxed, so it could be that. Whatever it was you were liking it and not complaining at all.
"So. What do yah think?" Harry coughed, once again trying to grab your attention, you quickly shook your head and looked up to see his emerald green eyes staring at you, waiting for your answer and approval. Eventhough he was probably the most stubborn person you've ever met/worked with, he only ever bought a suit if it was approved by you. Something about you having an amazing fashion sense, but in reality everyone knew it was something more. He respected your opinions and that was a shocker.
"I-I think it looks amazing Harry" you replied, stuttering a little from being caught of guard by the ceos beauty, standing up to touch the cashmere fabric of the suit jacket. You were one of the only people, apart from his family, who was allowed to call Harry by his first name and not just Mr Styles. There was definitely a connection between the two of you and everybody could see it, some would say it was more of a sexual tension but you've never thought of it in that way up until now.
Harry was close to you and it definitely felt like there was some sort of tension in between the two of you. He lowered his head, a strand of his fluffy brown hair, that always brought warmth to his already perfect feature, grazed against your forehead whilst you both examined the fabric of the suit together. "It's nice right?" He asked, voice barely above a whisper and it had you feeling all sorts of things and caused the butterflies in your stomach to go wild. Something about his low and deep voice was intoxicating and you felt as if you couldn't breath.
"Y-yeah. Looks comfortable" you reply, gulping to try and calm your nerves. You looked up to be met by his face, you knew he was close to you by the way his hair was on your skin but you didn't expect him to be literal centimeters away from you, your noses were practically touching. It felt...weird and wrong but none of you pulled away, instead you stared into eachothers eyes, taking in eachothers features.
It was then when you realised the scar on his chin and the little beauty marks he has scattered on his neck and how the his two front teeth were slightly bigger than the rest whilst he realised all the little thing about you also.
