Serenity [h.s]

Consumed

-Just don't be scared to get your heart broken.

I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle in your nose when you’re looking at me like I’m nuts. I love that after I spend day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it’s not because I’m lonely, and it’s not because it’s New Year’s Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible. - When Harry met Sally.

Harry Styles

It's been a week of having her as mine. I wake up with a sheepish grin on my face everyday, every morning. My heart skips a beat every time I think of her and I can't wait for the second I see her. I know I cannot see her everyday, but I did see her a few times this week.

I make my way to my office, mumbling a small good morning to Perrie and giving her a small smile. When I enter my office I see Sandra leaning against my desk. She beams at me and I give her a tight lipped smile but soon frown as I see she's in my office without a reason.

"Why are you here?" I ask shutting the door.
She rolls her eyes. "Good morning to you too," I huff and walk around to my desk and she turns around.

"Good morning, Sandra, now, can you answer my question?" She smiles seductively and my stomach churns.

"I was wondering if we could go out for some coffee," she leans her hands on the desk, her cleavage on full display. I clear my throat and walk away.

"I'm busy,"

I open the window curtains. "You weren't busy the other night, Harry." I turn around and face her with narrowed eyes.

"Look, Sandra. At work, I'm addressed by Mr. Styles. And that night shouldn't ever happen again," she walks in front of me places her hand on my chest, rubbing. I feel sick and I want her out of my office.

"You seem stressed,  Mr. Styles, let me help," she purrs and before I could respond to her, her lips were on mine and I was trying to pry her off of me.

Summer Lowal

I say my usual hello to Perrie with a wide smile as I walk to Harry's office. I decided I wanted to show up as a surprise for him, seeming he haven't seen each other much this week. To say the least I really missed him.

I open the door slowly, and see he wasn't at his desk. I look the right and when my eyes lay on a sight I'd never wish upon anyone, my bag drops and my stomach feels like it was ready to empty it's contents.

Harry pulls away, his eyes wide as pushes the blond off of him. I pick up my bag as I see him approaching me with pleading eyes. I don't move though. I don't, because it was time he'd get a taste of his own medicine. This was why I don't date. This was the reason I'd never let anyone in, because in the end, they were all the bloody same.

"Let me explain," he raspily pleads. I let out a hysterical laugh.

"There's no reason to explain Harold. I see it clear as day-fucking-light. You're selfish, you're a liar and a sick bastard," 

"Summer-"

"No." I cut him off. "You're just like the rest Harry. You're no different. This is why I didn't want to get close to you, but you were so determined to be close to me. And for what? Huh? To hurt me? Well congratulations, Mr. Styles. You broke my goddamm heart. I hope you suffer just as much as I have." His eyes were rimmed with red and maybe I was already crying, and maybe I didn't care I looked weak at this point.

Before I turn around, I open my mouth to speak one last time. "I don't want to ever see you from this point on. Don't contact me, don't come by my house. And don't ask about me... we're o-over Harry."

I turn around and walk off, ignoring Harry's voice, I ignore Perrie's wondering expression. I let the tears fall freely for the first time in a few weeks. I go down the flight of stairs even though it was too many to count. By the time I got down the last flight of stairs, my eyes were swollen and my heart was completely shattered in the hands of a man I'd fallen for once again. In saw Niall's blue eyes the second I step out of the door. He looks at me with worry.

"Mar, what's wrong love?" I smile through my tears and walk past him, even though he tries to keep up with my fast pace.

"I'm, a-ok, Ni. Don't worry about me," we made it to my car and I sit in, rolling down my window as I wipe away my tears. I start my engine looking out the window to Niall.

"You can't drive like this," I give him a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry. I can. I've been through worse. Love you, Ni." I then drive away and head to a place I didn't think I'd need to for a situation like this.

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Niall Horan

I barge into Harry's office with a raging feeling. Slamming the door Harry's head raises, his face pale and his eyes blood shot.

"What in the fuck did you do?!" I practically shout as he lets out a breath, running his hands through his hair.

"Niall, it's not what it seems, I swear on my father's grave,"

"Really? Explain to me why one of my closest friends stormed off in a fucked up condition, and may I add driving,"

"She walked in on me, while Sandra was kissing me. She apparently thought I kissed her when I didn't."

"Why don't I believe you?" I rage my eyes glaring.

He slumps his shoulders and sits back against his chair. Rubbing at his face.

"For fucks sake Nialler, out of everyone you should believe me," I frustratedly exhale and take a seat in the chair in front of him.

"You should've explained to her," I continue to glare.

"I tried! Believe me I bloody tried, but she wouldn't give me a chance," a few tears slipped out of his eyes and he lets out a shout.

"I'm fucking firing Sandra, this is bullshit. All of this is because of her and her skanky arse," I let Harry vent out his feelings, only because I'd never seen him so worked up over a girl like this in my year of working for him.

"The worst part of it though, she thinks I'm just like the other bloody bastards she used to date. It hurts. You should've seen how she looked at me with disgust and disappointment, Niall. I swear I've never felt this way towards anyone before. I can't lose her Niall. I j-just can't." He pulls at his hair and I furrow my brows.

"Why can't you lose her, Harry?" He looks at me and his face falls completely and his shoulders slump to the lowest.

"I've fallen in love with her, Niall. That is why."

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