Flashback ||H.S||

Chapter Three

Harry's POV

I let Elena follow me to the front desk and I flirted a little bit with Carrie, the receptionist to see if Elena will get jealous and it seriously worked. She just rolled her eyes at her.
She looked at me annoyed.I smirked at her teasingly.

"Let's go, I'll show you where your office is. It's just the same floor as mine" I smiled to her but she didn't smile back.

"K." That's what all she said.

We walked to the elevator. I put my hands around her waist, going lower to touch her ass.But she took my hands off of her amazing body. She looked at me with dislike.Fuck yes, I made her jealous. Now that's a sign the she fancy's me.

(Ding)

The elevator door opens

"So where's my office" she asked.

"Follow me" I demanded

She followed my path and I led her two doors away from my office." Here you go, Here's your office."

I twist the silver door knob to let her in the room.

She gasped from the wonderful NYC view. She quickly went to the large windows and watched the beautiful city .

"Wow, this is so beauti--"

Before she finished her sentence.I interrupted her and gave her a compliment "Just like you my love."I could see her blushing.

"Thanks" I saw her smiling, dimples appearing from her cheeks.

" Mr. Tomlinson will help you start progressing things. He's the C.O.O (chief operating officer) here. He'll be here in a minute. Come to my office if you need any help." I winked at her and grinned.

Elena rolled her eyes. I could see that she's trying to hide her smile but it's not working no matter how hard she tries to hide it.

"Well, okay thank you. I'll just wait here I guess" She said sitting on her leather chair. Not looking at me in the eyes.

"There's gonna be some people coming here to take us for a drug test. You better don't do any drugs." He told me

"I never do drugs. Do you think I'd try it? No." I said to him.

That sassy little bitch. I chuckled at my thought. Although, I believe her.

Elena's POV

While I sat on this spinny leather chair, I looked at the breath taking city view and thought about him. I tried so hard not to smile when he called me beautiful. Every time when people called me beautiful or give me a compliment, it makes me so uncomfortable because I feel like I'm being lied to. But when he said it, it felt so real. I didn't know why. Maybe I'm wrong, perhaps it was a lie. In addition, why the fuck did he touch my ass? Is he trying to find a fuck buddy? Well he's certainly looking for the wrong girl. He's such a dic--.

Before I could finish my sentence. I heard a knock from my door. I got up and quickly fixed my hair and opened it.

A man dressed in a suit came in my view. He must be the C.O.O.