Yes, Boss

sixty nine.

Flora. 

I make sure to be in the office by quarter to 9, I know Harry's dad is always early and I'm still trying to stay on his good side. Harry warned me last minute yesterday evening that his dad was coming to run the office for a day while he has meetings at the production HQ in Sussex. Therefore I am Harry's dads assistant. Having only been back 4 days and not back on top of everything I'm incredibly nervous. 

"Flora!" Amber calls, as I hurry through, Harry's dad's coffee in my left hand - just how Harry said he likes it. 

"Amber I'm in a hurry, Styles Senior is here today" I gush, feeling a little flustered. Worried he's upstairs already, which would mean I'm late. 

"Oh, I know, no-one will stop going on about it, Niall's department is so behind and he's worried that they'll get a spot check" Amber says, beckoning me over. 

"I'm really worried, he's literally Harry but scarier" I whine, grateful to put his coffee down because it's burning my hand.

"Yeah I know right, Harry is kinda soft underneath, his dad I'm not so sure"  She says, looking up at me with an equally nervous expression. Well, the rest of the office aren't the ones who have to be at his beck and call all day while hiding the fact they're nearly three months pregnant with his first grandchild. 

"Tell me about it" The dinner with him will haunt me forever. 

"Sorry, I won't keep you I just wanted to say I love your whole baggy shirt look, I kind of want to rock it myself" She says, it's true, every day this week I've put a different shirt over a different skirt I can't zip up, but nobody can tell they obviously just think I'm into the trend. 

"Well it isn't for the sake of fashion, please do and I probably won't look like such a loser" I say, although I'm not complaining, after discussing my wardrobe situation Harry bought me this amazing Lanvin silk blouse. It's black too so it hides everything. Amber seems to be peering behind me, I turn around and see Harry's dad's driver opening the door of his Bentley. 

"Fuck, stall him" I say, literally running to the lift and squashing in before the doors shut. I walk through the center of the room of partition desks towards Harry's office, I'm so out of breath by the time I reach it that I think I need to sit down. Instead I place the coffee on his desk and gather myself, tucking escaped strands of hair behind my ear, hurrying out of the office and almost walking into Harry's dad. 

"Morning Mr.Styles, your coffee is on your desk" I say, stepping out of his way quickly. 

"Morning Flora, good to see you're on time" He says, I mean I'm early but fine. He's doing that thing, staring at my outfit, up and down and eventually meeting my gaze. I nod once with a smile, going to my desk as he goes into the office. Regretting these heels already, I'm really going to have to stop wearing heels  soon. 

No sooner have I sat down and turned the computer on is the phone ringing. I pick it up. 

"Hey Flora, can you get started on the to do list as soon as possible, it needs to be done by today, Harry is so behind. Thank god he's letting me sort things out while he's in sussex" It's Harry's dad. 

"Of course, I was just turning on the computer, I'll get started straight away" I say. 

"Brilliant thanks" He hangs up. I go on my emails 

Re: Flora to do 3/12/15

-Finish filing                                                                                                                                                                                        - Come into 9:30am conference call, take notes and file notes                                                                                   - Sort through answer phone messages                                                                                                                                 - Go and collect sample sizes from tailors in Mayfair                                                                                                        - Go to model bookers and get the measurements got shoot                                                                                     - Meet the 11:15 appointment downstairs, bring them upstairs, take their coffee order, get coffee           - Take lunch order and get lunch if we're still in the meeting by 1pm                                                                       - Make sure the emails I forward are answered, meetings scheduled (be sure to check Harry's diary)      - Go to IT department and make sure they're ready for the new collection launch on the website              - Call wardrobe and ask them to get the collection ready for my viewing at 3pm, you must also attend to take notes                                                                                                                                                                                      - Look through contracts for models, make sure all 12 are dated, signed by Harry and Myself.                    - Return contracts to Model Bookers office                                                                                                                           - Meet with Niall from finance and ask him to go through this weeks accounts with you                                - Begin filing in the record room

 

I trace my gaze down the email, how am I supposed to do all of that today.. I begin by writing it all down in order of time so I don't miss the meetings before going to finish the filing I didn't manage the other day. 

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I return from the model bookers hours later, having completed the majority of the list. I didn't have time for lunch and thinking about it I didn't eat breakfast either. My legs are aching and I have the worst blisters from the out of office errands I've run - and when I say ran, I actually ran. I dump my jacket by my desk, Harry's dad is on a call and I'm due to meet Niall any minute. 

I've got a pounding headache, and I'm actually shaking as I take a drink of water, I sigh, wishing I had some flat shoes. I sit down momentarily, placing my head in my hands at the desk, hoping Harry's dad can't add anything extra to my list like he's been doing all day, seeing as he's busy. The phone rings and I groan, picking it up. 

"Excuse me, I'm waiting for you, hurry up" Niall says impatiently. 

"I'm coming, I'm coming" I say, hanging up and getting to my feet again, my back throbs in protest but I leave my desk, heading to the second floor in the lift. I can barely acknowledge anyone I pass as I make my way to finance and towards the door of Niall's office. I knock once. 

"COME IN" He yells, I step into his small office, where his desk is as you would expect - covered in stacks and stacks off paper, company receipts spilling everywhere, yet somehow he still manages to get all the accounts right. 

"Flora! I've literally been waiting all day for our little meeting" He exclaims, getting up and pulling my chair out, a broad smile on his face, his cheeks rosy as they always are. He pauses, looking at me. 

"Are you okay? you're really pale" He says, resting a hand on my upper arm. I shake my head once, not daring to say anything, the whole room goes blurry.