His Demands

CHapter Six: Wallflower Makeover

Sitting at my desk in mister styles office I was checking that everything was in order for him when I hear the door slam open. Looks over my shoulder I was surprised to see an alright dressed man standing there on his phone. His Aura was slimy and the grin he gave me was also. He walks over to me, not wanting to feel intimidated i stood up, but he still towered over my 5'6. I tried to smile but his cologne was strong and cheap and he was standing too close. I coughed a little, squinting at him.

"Wow I can't believe Harry hired you." He sneered walking away from me. After checking me up and down.

"And why is that?" My interest is peaked.

"Because you are such a plane jane, I mean look at you, no sex appeal at all. To which I thought came naturally to women." He says in a bored tone.

His comments cause me to flinch back bringing up rough memory's from last bosses. I can feel my tears start to well up just as Harry walks in. I quickly brush them away before hurrying to his side and extending him his usual cup of tea. He doesn't smile as he takes it, instead he's assessing my face, but I quickly duck out, rushing to the bathroom to cry a bit before cleaning myself up. It was supposed to happen in that order but the bathroom door is being pushed open behind me, and locked by Mr. Styles. Something I wish I'd done but didn't have time to think of.

"Are you alright?" He asks softly.

He comes right up to me and brushes his thumb under my eye, catching the tears that had started to flow freely. But I flinched away, reminded of my wallflowerness as he moves to remove my glasses, to which I flinch away slapping his hand away.

"Don't" I cry.

Though the minute I say this I regret it, knowing that he was just probably looking to help. His eyes are cold again, but just as he's about to leave he shakes his head coming back to me before moving his hand slowly towards me, as if I'm some fragile flight ready creature that would bolt at any minute.  This time I allow him to remove my glasses and step towards Me. His eyes are locked onto my own. He brew down on his I before kissing just below my eyelid, catching s test with his tongue.

"You have beautiful eyes" he whispers kissing my cheek before pulling away.

I'm blushing when he pulls me into his arms while I sniff trying to keep from ruining his shirt. He gently pats my back and rubs soothing circles while I continue to cry softly, after inhaling his scent do I start to relax and the tears stop.

"There are you alright now? Ready to get some work done?" He asks gently.

I nod smiling a little before wiping away any mascara runs and freshening up my face before Following Harry out of the restroom. I see one of the cubicle girls glares at me but I keep close to mr. Styles as if he was a shield protecting me from all the cruelty of the world. When we walk back into the office I see mr.slimy is still here and when he sees Harry and I walk in he gives a scary chuckle.

"Wow I'm impressed, didn't think you'd get it up for a pathetic girl like her."

"Sorry Tubman but our meeting isn't scheduled until next month, so if you could leave it'd be much appreciated"

"And now you're ignoring me." He growls.

But instead of complaining he just shakes his head laughing again before walking out of the office and yelling at some interns. I'm shaking a bit but act like Harry and continue onto give my best work yet, and when it's the end of the day he pats my head. To which I wrinkle my nose, I'm not a dog.

"You did good today, now go home" he laughs dismissing me.

I nod, packing up my things, but quickly go down to a near cafe going to grab him some by tea, but when the door says its closed I decide I'll just make him some. Going back up to the top of the building and making him some myself. When I make my way back into the office his back is turned and he's talking on the phone.

"Listen I would appreciate it if you could stop harassing my personal assistants, I'm getting tired of making them feel good. Yes I know she's a fucking wallflower but you should've kept it to yourself. No I didn't hire her, you know if pick someone hot. Alright see yah Reggie." He laughs before hanging up the phone.

I'm humiliated.

But I still place the tea on his desk before slipping out of the office not caring if he saw me or not, knowing that I couldn't look at him again. Seriously I could care less about what some hoity toity CEO playboy.

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That weekend I decide to prove these jerks wrong so I decide to go in and shop with my cousin Olivia she was always good with  girly things, and knew how to get guys attention. But that's not what I wanted, I just wanted to prove that I could be just as pretty as other girls while still being myself. Olivia was estatic to go shopping with me, clapping her hands and squealing how she always wanted to give me a make over. First we started with clothes. I had a few crop tops but none were very tight, yeah she bough like eight of them though some were different but most of them were tight while others were lacy. She then found me cardigans and sweaters, next she decided to make me get some leggings mad tight skinny jeans with rips in them. Next were shoes which I picked out some white high top converse and other kinds of high tops, she did grab a few heels but I didn't mind happy with my sneakers.

I thought that would be It as we are some lunch, but she wasn't done with me yet. Saying we still had to get dressed and my hair done, and last but not least make up. I rolled my eyes but allowed he to drag me along embarrassed for picking out some indecent panties and bras but Olivia insisted that sexy panties were the key to confidence.

I couldn't wait to see mr.styles face! Call me a wallflower you indecent pig!

This is a boring filker chapter honestly so sorry may or may not update again tonight trying to figure out how I want things to proceed again sorry this is boring