04.02.24
L POV
Currently I was sat in one of the larger meeting rooms in the building. It has light grey walls and is a rectangle shape with a partition in one of the walls where in our breaks we can pop into to get some refreshments which was put to good use this morning.
I glanced at the reflective clock on the right wall reading 13.15 and quickly looked back at one of the men that worked for Harry as he was going through the figures that came through from the Christmas range. To say I was impressed was an understatement, the profits were through the roof and the end figure would probably make anyone who isn't in the industries eyes water.
From selling designer Christmas jumpers alone they sold 13,698 of them at £1,450 each. Thats nearly £20 million from jumpers alone. I couldn't imagine how hard the workers who were physically making these worked I would've given them a bonus of a lifetime. When the total figures came out for everything in total in the Christmas edition the room erupted in applause It was well over £100 million to say the least.
I watched outside for a few seconds being able to see the London Eye looking down on London. The sky was a bit grey today a stark contrast from the sunny couple days I've been here, but that's just England for you.
I turned my head back to the meeting I decided to sit in on. Reason being I needed to have an insight on how the business is doing, seeing the money margin we have to work with and how much production costs could be for the upcoming project I have a rough idea on. I glance to my right where Harry is sat at the head of the table, he insisted I sit next to him as we are partners in the business.
I watch as he turns to me slightly with a look as if to ask if I would like something. I simply smile at his expression which earns me one in return and we turn our attention back to what we're here for.
"Alright that concludes the meeting, very well done everyone that was exceptional results lets work hard for even better ones this year!" Harry said as we all stood up and another round of applause went around the room before everyone started packing up. "Harry did you remember to bring what I left at your place?" Liam asked from next to Harry. I've heard about the man many times from my best mate.
"Oh shit, sorry mate I left it on the dining room table. I'll bring it tomorrow I promise." I made a face as Harry apologized face palming as Liam shook his head fondly.
"You better otherwise Zayn will think I forgot our anniversary" The man looked horrified at the scenario and Harry nodded in response watching his friend put some files in his bag.
"I'm sorry Harry but did you just say dining room table?" I asked the words sounding foreign from my lips.
The tall man turned around to fully face me and he straightened out his blood orange suit which he paired with a black shirt, top buttons undone of course. "What about it?" He quirked a sharp brow clearly sensing I have something to say about it. "Nothing, you do you" I shrugged and took my glass of water from the table to take a sip.
"Uh no tell me-" He smiled as he tried to get my attention. I looked around as if in confusion as he was saying my name and trying to get in my view point. "Does anyone here running water?" I asked pulling a face making Harry laugh at my attempt to not answer his question.
"Tell me Louis" He giggled as I finally faced him after putting my glass down.
"The correct term for it is the kitchen table." I said in a matter of fact tone watching his face turn into one of disbelief. "Like fuck it is, it's dining room table because people dine there" He furrowed his brows as if a challenging me to defend my term for said table.
"It's a kitchen table because it's usually in or near the kitchen" I crossed my arms as he opened his mouth in horror. "Absolutely not. It's dining room table" He countered shaking his head.
Before I could say anything Liam came into view "Get a room, then you can decide what the surface you fuck on is called" He smirked and I blushed furiously in embarrassment at the unwanted image that came into my mind.
"Ha ha" Harry said sarcastically to Liam who was still smirking and had the nerve to point out my red cheeks. Before Harry could turn to see, I was gulping down my water and finished the glass and I placed it onto the coaster feeling a lot more calmer.
"You're a Payne In my ass Liam" I glared jokingly at the man who threw his head back in laughter "Not me, Harry" He pointed to the younger who was shaking his head in disappointment. I sighed and smiled lightly at his silly joke.
"See you tomorrow Liam" Harry said dismissively, only making Liam laugh harder I looked outside to see Niall keeling over too as they were pointing at one another, Niall clearly heard the jokes. Whilst Liam walked toward the door Harry turned to me with a small smile and asked something quite out of the blue.
"Would you like to go out for lunch with me tomorrow?" I felt a sudden wave of shock at the question being directed at me. I quickly I pushed it away and responded.
"I can do dinner?"
"Alright, at eight?"
"Seven" I hummed.
"I can do seven thirty" He tilted his head to the side.
"Make it seven fifteen and it's a deal" I smiled at his amused expression.
"Done, I'll pick you up" He said as we walked out the glass doors and into the hallway where we can either take the steps or lift.
"I'll send you the address" I replied softly as I walked down the stairs and he went up the lift to his office.
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KITCHEN TABLE _ LARRY STYLINSON
FanfictionHarry and Louis are respected CEOs of their own major companies in their industries. Their families have worked alongside each other for generations and it came to light that they'd both mutually benefit from a certain arrangement which would legal...
