Mine

Chapter 2

"Good morning, sir. Here is your coffee and files for your meetings later." Jade hums from the desk. 

Does she not remember I don't like coffee that much? 

"Jade, love I don't like coffee in the mornings I want tea." I say grabbing the files not the coffee. 

I nod her off, I look down at my pants as I ride the elevator all the way up. I hate fucking suits, this is my company I should be wearing a T-shirt and skinny black jeans with vans or my sneakers like always. Once in my office I ring down to Jade reminding her to put Harry last on the meeting schedule something in my gut tells my meeting with him will take the longest. 

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"Mr. Tomlinson your four o'clock is here early do you want him now or make him wait." I look down at my unbuttoned shirt and undone tie. 

"Send him up in five to meeting room 8." I hang up quickly buttoning my shirt and tying my tie. 

There's a knock on my door as I'm fixing my tie straight with the camera on my IPhone. 

"Mr. Tomlinson he is waiting in room 8 as you asked." Jade says lowly. 

I check the time on my phone. 3:50. 

"He can wait 10 minutes." I smirk sitting back down at my desk going over his file once more. 

I wonder how he is out of the contract with his old label and maybe into another so soon. You have to break a contract through court and lots of money sometimes. This contract is not even in with the file. Jade still stands at my door. 

"Jade, where a copy of previous or present contract for him?" I question confused. 

"He broke it Mr. Tomlinson and told his label to get rid of it. He said love isn't a piece of paper." 

"Love? What's love got to do with business?" I question. 

I check the time 3:56 best start there now. 

"Nevermind that love, there will be no love in this label." I say firmly. 

"Sir." she says as if me doing this is wrong. 

"Jade it's none of your business you are simply my receptionist." I say sliding by her his file in hand. 

"You forgot your phone." she says still standing there. 

"Well grab it and come on." I say. 

God why the fuck is she so damn annoying. I hear faint talking and a deep voice accompanied by a small pitched one. I swing the door open and stop talking. I nod at them both politely taking my usual seat at the end in front the TV. 

"So you must be Mr. Styles?" I question. 

"Yes sir." he says formally. 

"I'm sorry but these meetings are strictly private." I say eyeing his guest. 

Is that his girlfriend? I ask myself. He seems to read my mind he leans over kissing her cheek telling her he will see her in a little bit. I fold my hands on the table after opening the file. 

"Jade show his guest to the waiting area." I say my eyes not leaving the file.

Once she and Jade leave the room I begin talking. 

"So Mr. Styles, you have made one album?" 

"Yes sir, I was in the middle of my second album, but I got fed up with the rules...." he trails off. 

"Right right, so that miss that was with you,  she's your uh cover up?" I question not caring if it comes off rude or not. 

Mr. Styles is quite handsome just like in the photo. His jaw is muscular looking, hair the length it is in the photo, plump full pink lips. I snap myself from this session of study of this man and focus on what I'm going to be doing after work, clubbing, girls, drinking the works. My normal routine.