"L-Louis?" I asked, my eyes wide in surprise. "When did you move down here? I-I thought you still lived in London...pursuing your dream and everything..." I trailed off. To say I was taken back my his sudden appearance was an understatement. His eyes were a bright, deep blue, like always. His hair, a disheveled mess but still, he made it work. He had a scruffy, short, barely-there beard. He looked rugged, and honestly...it was fucking hot. It wasn't until I heard him clearing his throat did I remember his presence in the coffee house. I glanced up at him, meeting his watchful eyes.
"Uh, sorry. Yeah, of course!" I agreed, not bothering to ask for him to repeat his statement.
"Wait, really? I thought for sure you'd say no!" He mumbled. "So, I guess I'll pick you up here at 6ish? I was thinking we could go to that fancy res-" I held my hand up, stopping him from continuing.
"Louis I can't go on a date with you..." I said confidently, trying to hold my ground; unlike how it went down in college. Point was, I was the boss now. He couldn't control me. We'd broken it off and I wasn't ready to jump back in. "I uh, I have a boyfriend. And you need to get back to work." I said, hoping and praying he wouldn't ask for a name. But, as always, the world hates me.
"Oh really?" He sounded kind of disappointed. "What's his name?" He asked suspiciously. I let out an audible 'uhhhhhh' before swiftly coming back with an answer.
"Harry Styles." I said quickly.
"You mean the multi-billionaire? Maybe even more than that?" He said, still skeptical of my story.
"Yes the multi- whatever he is. He's my boss. I work for him now. I'm his PA." I said matter-of-factly. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to pay for, and enjoy my fucking coffee. Thanks." I said sassily. I found it rude to know he didn't believe me. What? I'm not good enough to date Harry Styles? Am I too miniscule for Harry Styles to notice me? Fuck no. In fact, he seeked me out. So fuck you too Louis. I slapped the money I owed on the table and grumpily took my coffee. I heard him call out to me as I was turning around, but I just rolled my eyes and kept on walking. I found a table and sat down, sipping my coffee slowly.
I felt a small tap on my shoulder and I turned around with a heavy sigh. I didn't feel like dealing with anyone else right now.
"What?" I said in a rude tone, hoping the person behind me would get the subtle hint to leave me alone.
"So, we're dating now?" I heard a voice call. A familiar voice. A British voice. Harry Styles.
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A/N: I'M GOING TO DO A DOUBLE UPDATE! YAAYYYYY!
Also, I know this one is super short but...I think the next chapter is way longer.
Maybe a hint of....smut....coming??
XXX Jenna OOO
