Yours, Truly

Chapter 1

Fiona's POV

"Oh for the love of God! What the hell is he wearing?!" my bestfriend Brittany Clark exclaimed.

My eyes drifted to where she was pointing. And, my heart stopped.

My boss, also the love of my life, Harry Styles, stood there in an Armani suit. His curly brown hair sweeped back, every inch of him oozed masculinity.

He seemed to be staring at... Oh wait, yeah, my bestfriend.

I shook my head.

So basically, I work for this Production Company, we do fashion shoots and all that jazz, and I work under Him.
I joined this place about three years ago, it's my first job after college.
My name is Fiona Ferman, I'm twenty-three years old, and I'm truly, madly, deeply in love with this guy. Since the day I met him.

My bestfriend, Brittany also joined around the same time as me, but she's a year older and much more sophisticated.

Basically, in here, I work in the Camera Committee and all the shoots go to me. I take the photos, Harry selects amongst them and Brittany's Office works on them.

My life is quite simple, I hardly go to parties and so my social life is, nonexistent.
However,
Brittany is a social bee. She's wild and she loves partying.

Not to mention, The love of my life, Harry Styles is infatuated with my bestfriend, Brittany Clark.

And that's not even the worst thing.
The thing that really bothers me is that she practically rules him and he doesn't even mind.
Obviously she doesn't know about my obsession with my boss, and frankly, I'd like to keep it that way.

I live in a small apartment, sharing it with my brother Draco and his lovely wife, Sandra. Brittany lives in her parent's house which is a huge mansion.

So, we two are pole opposite. She's pretty, and she's rich. Total Turn On for men.
Whereas,
I'm okay looking and I stand lower than her according to my financial status. Total Puke Station for men.

So when I say that my Boss is infatuated with my Bestfriend, I can't say that I'm confused because frankly, we all know why he'd choose her over me.

Now, Harry Styles, he's a nice guy. He's ruthless, rich and rugged and he loves partying, himself. He never shows his emotions and thats something I truly hate. He has this type of a mask on his face and trust me, it's permanent.
He's tall, taller than me, he towers over me, not to mention. When I'm around, he pays negligible attention, but when Brittany is around with me, he doesn't even know I exist.

It hurts but it's the truth.

So, getting back to where I was...

Harry starts walking over to us. He has that lazy smile on his face as he dips down on one knee and takes Britt's hand in his, kissing it lightly.

And I'm just sitting there, looking at the two lovebirds in complete disgust. It's like I'm invisible to them.

"Oh Harry!" Britt whines,"Why are you wearing this?"

Did I mention they were dating? For the past year and a half?

"Babe, this is a classic Armani suit. Don't I look good?" he asks her.

"Mmm.. Smashing!" she squeaks pulling his tie seductively.

Yep, that. Right there! It's the reason why I hate my life. So much.

So I'm looking at them with wide eyes and suddenly, they kiss. A French kiss!

I turn my head the other way obviously blushing like a mad monkey.

So here's the thing, I've never kissed, and I'm a virgin. Completely untouched. And it may sound juvenile, but I want Harry to be my first and well, hopefully, my last.
*crosses fingers*

On the other hand,

Brittany lost her V-card when she was fifteen and she's had sex with Harry a million times.
How do I kknow this? Well, I'm not dumb when I hear loud screams from the janitor's office and find that my boss and my bff are the only ones missing from the morning conference session.

Doesn't anyone say anything? Well, no. They can't. Harry is the head and everyone knows what happens when you anger him or question him about his personal life. He fires you. And he also makes sure you never find a job in your entire life.

So what do we do? Well, we all get our headphones. We put them on and act as if nothing had happened.

My everyday story.

"Fae!" Britt calls me from behind. I turn ever so slowly to make sure they've stopped their snoggathon.

I see her and my love hugging eachother. She hands over her phone to me.

"Take a click please." she smiles.

I roll my eyes.

"Say cheese!" I exclaim half-heartily.

They smile and I capture the moment.

" Here." I say, giving the phone back to her.

She smiles and thanks me.

"This is my new wallpaper." Harry kisses her again and I nearly gag.

I turn away.

Oh, when will my life begin?