History (Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 5

Lily's POV

I could feel confidence radiating off my body in large waves. I felt put together for the first time in three days and it was a very relaxing feeling.

My physical appearance today was probably the best I've looked in awhile and my emotions were finally settling down.

Last night I accepted the fact that I probably had ruined one of my best friendships I'd have in my 22 years of living. I also came to the realization that if it really was a true friendship, neither of us would let any of the things that happened come between us.

I also admitted to myself that I was drawn towards Harry in ways I'd never expected to be. I thought of him as such an arrogant asshole- and I usually tended to stay away from people I thought of that way.

So why couldn't I stop thinking about him or wanting to talk to him? I wanted to yell at him for how rude he was to me. I wanted to pound my fists into his chest till he had bruises. I wanted to know why he thought he had any more rights than me to be an absolute prick.

But mostly, I wanted to kiss his pink lips. I wanted to talk to him and get to know him better than anyone in his life.

I'd known him for 3 days and my life was already a mess.

Admitting all that to myself was the only way I was able to truly fall asleep last night.

I'd woken up content. I wanted a good start to the week and even though most of the time I dreaded Monday's, I was excited for this one. I felt something good was going to happen today.

The ladies behind the desk in the reception area of my floor at Vogue were gawking at me as I stepped through the elevator doors. I felt a confident smirk making its way onto my lips.

That's right. Talk shit about me now bitches.

I walked towards my office, opening the door and shutting it close once my body was completely inside.

Once inside, I sat down and threw my bags on the ground beside me. I had a lot to do today and I was ready for it.

I made a list on a post-it note before sticking it on my computer.

1. Edit article about visit to France 
2. Run ideas by Elizabeth for future topics to write about
3. Research new Calvin Klein summer fashion
4. Send in new articles from last week to Elizabeth to edit

I got to editing. The Article about my short trip to France a few weeks ago was coming along well.

It was about French fashion. The designers there were nothing but nice and welcoming as I asked tons of questions about their lines.

I had to make sure every detail I wrote down was in the article. I wanted it to be detailed but interesting. Little facts about where the inspiration from the designs came from were what always got my attention.

By the time I was finished editing the article, it was 11:30 in the morning and I'd realized I'd spent a solid two hours ensuring the article was at the level of perfection it needed to be at.

I printed out the draft and stapled it together neatly. It looked amazing and I mentally prepared the list of ideas I wanted to ask Elizabeth about as I walked down towards to office.

I knocked lightly, surprised she'd even heard me until her voice came booming through the closed doors.

"Come in!"

I opened it slowly and practically fainted from shock.

Of course he was here.

"Hello, Lily. What can I do for you?" She said politely.