Shades Of Styles

"I hate you"

There he is. Just standing there with his perfect smile and beautiful brown hair.
He looks at me and smiles and I turn away. I hate that I like him, he is so obnoxious and he thinks he's better then everyone. And I hate him and myself.
"Hey (y/n)" he comes over to me.
"Hi Harry" I try to say angrily but I can't help but to smile when I look at him. 

"How has your day been going?" He asks with that smug look on his face. 

"Fine" I shrug and walk away. I go back to my desk and sit down. I try to keep my mind focused on my work but I can hardly concentrate because every time I look up, he's staring at me.

After a couple hours of only getting two files sorted I go to the break room for a cup of coffee. When I come out, I do a spin and instantly bump into someone. My coffee spills all over the man, I look up. It's Harry.

"Harry...I'm so sorry" I use my napkin to dab his clothes. 

"It's...it's fine" he begins taking off his shirt to get the boiling hot coffee off of his skin. "(Y/n) stop" he orders but I ignore it. 

I dab a little more before he grabs my wrist. "Stop, I said" he says with more force and I look up at his green eyes that are piercing mine. I look back down at his beautiful torso and when I realize I'm staring for to long I look back up. 

"You did that on purpose didn't you?" He questions. 

"N-no" I shake my head. 

"Didn't you" he forces. He pushes me up and on to a table behind us, knocking over a bowl of hard candies. I gulp nervously. 

"You like that don't you?" He questions. I shake my head. "I can tell by the way your trembling under my touch" he moves his hand to my cheek and rubs it gently. 

"No..." I say, unconvincingly.

"You like this. And you like me" 

"No...I hate you" I say without thinking. 

"I can see that" he says sarcastically. He leans in closer, his hand still grasping my wrist. He places my hand on his peck and his lips find my neck. I hold back my moans and close my eyes. 

"Stop..I hate...you" I manage. 

"Why?" He asks between sucking on my neck. 

"You're...cocky..." I gasp. "And arrogant" 

He doesn't say anything and keeps sucking at my neck. 

"Keep going" he orders. I freeze in place as I see Janice, his secretary walking towards us. Luckily her head is down, looking at her phone. I push against Harry and slide myself off the table fixing my hair nervously. 

"Hello Janice" I say nonchantly. 

"Hey (y/n)" she smiles at me and then walks into the break room.

"That was close" I huff. "I'll just be going now" I rush away from him before he can say anything. 

"Wait! Where are you going?!" He shouts. 

"Away from you" I call back and sit at my desk. 

2 hours later

"So..." Harry comes over to my desk and I lose my breath. 

"What?" I shrug looking at him nonchantly. Even though on the inside I feel like I'm about to explode. 

"About earlier..." 

"It was a huge mistake and won't happen again" I finish his sentence. 

"No, actually I was thinking the compete opposite. I was wondering if you would go on a date sometime" he asks and I let out one loud HA, not because I think it's funny but because I had imagined him asking me that thousands of times. He looks at my confused and I stand up to be face to face with him. 

"No....I hate you, remember?" I lie.

"Suuuree" he laughs.

"I don't want to date you" I lie again. 

"I will have you" he glares and then walks off. I sigh and sit down, I can't believe I just fucking did that. 

Harry's pov 

"I will have you" I tell her and walk off. I look down at the stain on my shirt and sigh as I remember that 3 minutes we had. Looks like I'll just have to bug her until she says yes. 

I sit at my desk waiting for her to leave. I write on a sticky note: date me-Harry 

Once she gets up I run to her desk and place on her computer screen. I watch as she sits down and looks at it, she scribbles something on it and then sticks it to my forehead. I wait for her to sit down at her desk and I peel it off.

No

What is with this girl, one minute she's all over me and the next she won't date me...or maybe it was me all over her-it doesn't matter, she didn't fight against it. 

I'll try again tomorrow. 

The next day

The only thing I can think of to get her to say yes is to make a big scene so I sent 3 cases of flowers to her office and the cards read out, please go out with me. 

I sit at my desk and wait for her to come in and when she finally does I stand up and begin my speech. 

"(y/n)!" I get her attention, she looks from the flowers in shock to me in shock. "I have liked you for a while now and I know, I know. You say yourself that you don't like me, in fact you hate me. But I don't hate you, I like you and everything about you so you can deny you like me to until your blue in the face and you can decline my requests to date you until your exhausted but I won't stop until you say yes, so I ask again, will you please go on a date with me, just one and if you don't like it I will leave you alone" I finish my speech and wait for a response. 

She looks from me to the people around to the flowers then back to me.

"Fine, yes." She sighs. "One date" she glares at me and everyone claps and shouts in happiness. Mentally I scream hell yeah but outloud I just say "Thank you, you won't regret it" I nod and sit down. Now just to plan the perfect date for the perfect girl....