50 shades of Horan

Who is this boy...

I frown with frustration at myself in the mirror. God damn it why won't my hair or makeup just go right. Just for today. Least my hairs grown since highschool..well duh your not a teen anymore your a 20 yr old uni student my subconscious growls at me rolling her eyes. I should be excited about this interview but damned Alex has to have fallen ill and is making me do this ALONE! I mean I wouldn't mind but this man - he sounds like a douche bag. Owns his own company no girlfriend nice family but apparently he is a control freak million air. Youngest and richest one. I've never had feelings for a boy or been remotely attracted to any so I'm not worried but Alex told me to dress a little slutty. Ugh. As mother says "boys are from a whole different planet darling don't get involved yet you are too young" I smiled at myself thinking off her words. Anyway back to what really matters my god damn hair it looks like a bed pussy cat on my head. I quickly apply a little bit off mascara and lip gloss for the natural look, pinch my cheeks so they have a little color. I slide into a pencil skirt and a white shirt and open the buttons a little to show some cleverage not to much but not too less. I slide into my heels, back comb my hair so it falls just casually sitting on my breasts, grab my bag and walk downstairs to Alex she's my roommate her pops bought her this place well duh she gets everything...she whistles when I enter I blush scarlet and give a small twirl to humor her.

Alex: "I'm sorry I couldn't make it -sighs- just shake your tushy tail -winks- and Mr uhm Horan will sure be fine even tho he sounds like a dick" she smiles her I'm even nervous for you smile and I feel sick oh great.

I laugh and say inbetween "hello I'm Mr Horan CEO off whatever his companies called" Alex laughed but u could tell it hurt her ribs...my poor girl.

I look at the clock and it's 10:30 oh shoot my interview is at 11.

Me: "shir I'm late I'm sure Mr horan is just like every other 25 yr old man Alex I won't find him um attractive I'm sure" I roll my eyes, grab my car keys and run outside.

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When I arrive at the tall building I walk inside straight to the elevator its 10:45 so I'm not that worried what if this horan is a dick and throws me out and oh shape out of it your here now. I go to the top floor... the floors marble and the walls pure white it is a simple decoration with barely anything around apart from a reception desk a few offices and a big glass office at the end. Ah Mr Horans office. The blonde fair haired over dressed in my opinion reception told me to take a seat. I fiddled with my fingers and gazed around suddenly the receptionist came over and said I shall be seen now. I stood up honestly petrified I slowly walked to his office damn this man really is a billion air.. The door opens as I approach glass doors how Uhm fancy not my type but I like. A male irish voice shouts "in sit now" I do as I'm told. The door shuts and I try to look casual. All off a sudden Mr horan turns around my mouth falls into an o shape oh my the he has fair beautiful blonde hair perfect blue eyes so dreamy and perfect his teeth as white as anything could ever be... in a 3 piece suite..i-i I gulped and tried to be normal why did he have this effect on my if he talks to me I have no idea how I'll respond I feel tingly like I wanna touch him.

Mr Horan: ah you must be Megan I mean Miss White

Me: "y-yes sir"oh pull your self together he's only a boy he's no good my subconscious snaps. I roll my eyes and try be professional

Mr Horan: "well you tell me your argument and then maybe I will consider it." he smirks in the i-own-you kinda way.

Oh my god that voice I just want him to talk all day kiss his perfect li- oh my what am I saying no no boys are no good snap out off it White.

I begin to present my argument dropping things...fuck but he just sat there running his long finger along his lip then across his thigh staring at me all eye. All off a sudden he rose from his chair and sat next to me turning on an angle looking direct to me he all off a sudden came out with:

Him: "please call me Niall -smirks- i like your ideas I've definitely considered them -picks lower lips- now please relax -places hand on my knee- don't be tense bab--coughs-Megan"

Am I having the same effect he has on me? Oh my whatif I am whatif he likes me like I like him whatif stop this Megan focus! Niall pouted his lips then picked them I gulped.

Me: well um Niall it was nice meeting you, you're so successful at such a young age your business is beautiful

Before I could finish he spoke

Him: its one off many

Is he tryna show off? Too me? A young girl? I giggle inside but then realize I'm laughing out loud. Oh floor swallow me whole.

Niall tilted his head to the side and ran his fingers threw his hair ugh please sir let me run my fingers in your hair and fuck you senseless right here and no-

Niall: I know what your thinking -smirks- I'm thinking it too

My mouth dropped open HE KNOWS? HOW HE A MIND READER OHMY. He got up and pressed a button.

Niall: it fogs the glass no one can see in and it locks the doors

He takes my hand and sits back down before I can say a word he cuts me off

Niall: Megan soon as you walked into that office I've wanted to take you to that couch and we'll the rest is future not now. But I can't Taylor needs to run a background check and whe-

I cut him off this time

Me: excuse me Mr Horan what the heck I-i must go

I got up and ran for the door. It's locked. SHIT! He slowly walks over to me he's took his blazer and 2 piece he has suite pants on they just fall on his hips a white shirt the shade off his perfect teeth a off colored tie if I'm love struck please let this boy not be gay...he's too old omg I'm not a gold digger the voice inside my head snaps.

I try the handle again by this time he's pressed against my back his mouth breathing on the back off my ear and his front pressed against my back...

Niall: he whispers against the side off my ear "you see miss white I get whatever I want"

I begin to pant...