Harry Styles and Catalina Flores have been in a relationship for almost three years. They barely fight, they adore each other, even their friends often describe them as the "perfect couple."
But how will they react when everything becomes a bit comp...
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January
It was already three in the afternoon and Harry has fired three people before lunch. He was getting more and more frustrated. His mother was flying in today, his birthday was in three days so she was staying the whole week, and he wanted to just focus on her, and Catalina of course. His dad called and said that he wanted to meet him, but Harry didn't want to see him. George, his dad, and Harry never really got along well. But Harry wasn't one to hold grudges to anybody.
All this week he just wanted to focus on his beautiful girlfriend and his loving mother who was coming down from Holmes Chapel to visit them in London. He honestly didn't know what he wanted to do for his birthday, but he knew that Catalina probably had something up her sleeve.
A knock sounded at his office door that caused him to break out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat before deeply saying, "Come in."
The door opened and he saw those familiar deep green/blue eyes and dark hair. He smiled widely at his friend and co worker, "James. How are ya, mate?" He stood up from his chair and walked towards his friend.
They shook each other's hands before hugging. "Styles! I'm good. How 'bout you? Where's your missus?" Harry didn't really know, but James had always been jealous of him because of Catalina. James and Catalina were fuck buddies before they even met Harry. Harry already knew that, but Catalina always felt a little uncomfortable being around the two of them. Even though it has been, like, four years since they had any kind of relationship, it was still weird for her. "She alright?" He questioned Harry.
"I'm good. And yeah, she's great. I think she's coming down here after work." He replied already smiling at the thought at his girlfriend. He was so whipped, but he didn't care.
James took a seat on the couch while Harry was in his chair, his blazer off. James was the first to open up a conversation, " 'Ey did you know that Tomlinson's missus is pregnant?"
Harry nodded, "Yeah, he told me a few days ago. He's so excited."
"Yeah," the brunette boy agreed with him.
They talked for a while until another knock sounded at his door. The door opened and Catalina poked her head in. "Hi," she said sweetly.
Harry stood up and walked over to her as she let herself in his office. He grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her, forgetting that his friend was in the same room watching. Catalina put her hands on his torso and gripped his shirt.
They stood there kissing for about a minute or so before James cleared his throat. "I can leave if you want," he offered making them pull away from each other.
When they pulled away, Catalina widened her eyes when she saw James looking at them both with an amused look on his face, her hands still grasping Harry's shirt. "Oh," she said awkwardly before looking up at Harry, her face still grasped in his big hands. "Amor, I didn't know you had company." He dropped his arms to her waist and pulled her close.
