Unexpected Love - [H.S]

13.

Christy.
[Still Monday]

I walk up to Harry's building and into waving at Gloria, who's all of a sudden moved to downstairs. I go in the elevator and wall to the Harry's new secretary; who's taken Gloria's place.

"Good afternoon, I'm here to-" I begin before she interrupts.

"Mr Styles doesn't have time for hooker's" She states flatly, not even bothering to look at me.

"Excuse me? I don't mean to disrespect but would you kindly please think before you said something? I'm not a hooker, in fact I have a lunch date with Mr Styles at 12:00 so if you could ring him up and tell him I'm here, that would be lovely" I scoff, crossing my arms.

"I don't have time for you nonsense, I'm busy with my job. Please could you leave the building or I'll get security to escort you out" She rolls her eyes and goes back to her work.

"Just ring him up for gods sake" I groan, fisting my hands.

"No, please leave. Try a club, you find some hot hunk there" She huffs. I sigh before sitting down on the visitors couch. I pull out my phone and text Harry.

Your 'wonderful' assistant won't let me in. I'm stuck outside.

I'm coming x

"Mrs Moore, from now on if Christy comes here, you inform me immediately. Understood?" Harry says sharply as she nods. I walk past her, glaring at her while she glares back. I walk into his office, the smell of food already hitting my nose.

"Your assistant is a downright bitch" I scoff, those being the first words I've said.

"She means well, we've had a lot of hookers coming here and she's just protecting me from the psychos out there" He chuckles.

He's actually defending her right now?

"I understand that part. But like to just accuse me of being a hooker? I don't even look like one" I pout slightly. "And what happens if I was your mother? I would've given her the slap of her life, I'll tell you that." I huff as he chuckles.

"Don't worry about it love. How was work today?" He asks, showing me the couch; where we shall be sitting.

"Work was boring. Niall kept on hitting on me" I giggle and he frowns.

"Does he make you uncomfortable?" He asks, unpacking the lunch which smells like curry.

"Not really. I mean it feels weird but he's not my type, so I'm not bothered."

"I could talk to him if you want? In case he makes you feel uncomfortable" He suggests.

"Oh no thank you. I don't wanna loose my job. I appreciate it though Harry" I smile.

"You won't loose your job, trust me"

"Its okay Harry. Thank you" I say, squeezing his shoulder.

"Okay. I bought some curry from 'Mama's spice'. I hope you don't mind, it's not quite hot. They're both mild. " He says passing me a takeaway plate. I take a bite of some the rice, complimenting how good the food is.

"Hows work in general?" I ask.

"Great. I mean it does get boring sometimes" He asks.

"You should get like a private stripper or something, just to brighten up your day" I smirk making him laugh.

"I'll consider" He winks.

"I'm sorry about the Olivia and the boob thing" I say after a moment of silence.

"What? Oh, no it's okay. I'm happy she saw them now not on herself a few years later and wonders what happened" He chuckles.

"I didn't mean to. I simply changed in front of her, I didn't even think she was watching. "

"She gave me a whole explanation last night, about how her boobies should look exactly like yours, round and pink" He laughs.

Oh fuck.

This is awkward.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through that" I chuckled awkwardly.

"Like I said, no worries" He smiles.

Harry and I spoke about many things, parts of our life we enjoyed and parts of our life we hated. It was truly wonderful to get to know Harry in many ways apart from work. We are now currently playing 20 questions, and he has been asking quite a few.

"Have you kissed a girl?" He asks.

"No, thank goodness. I was close to though" I answer.

"What happened?"

"I was at a High School party and I was walking to the toilet, out of nowhere a read head girl comes wearing a tight little dress. She walks into the toilet I was in and locked the door, she decided to pour her heart out about how she loved me since 4th grade and how we deserved each other, she pinned me to the wall and tried kissing me multiple of times. If it wasn't for my friend Tristan, I honestly don't know what would happen"

"Oh fuck, that's hilarious" He laughs.

"Not really. I was scared out of my mind"

"What happened to her afterwards?" He asks.

"Nothing much, she apologized that she was drunk. But apparently she's lesbian now" I answer.

"Oh shit, Niall's going to kill me, look at the time" I panic, looking at the clock which read 2:35pm.

"Oh fuck. I'm sorry" He says as we stand up, clearing the table.

"Thanks for inviting me to lunch, we should do again sometime" I say, wrapping my arms around him and he does it back to me.

"Thanks for coming love. We should really do it again sometime" He says kissing my cheek.

"Should I pay you back for the food?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"And Olivia? Am I coming over tonight?" I ask.

"No, she's sleeping at Jessica's house or something" He says and he moves to his desk.

"Bye Harry, thanks for the lunch" I smile.

"Pleasure, thanks for coming" He smiles back. I walk to the door and open it, but before step out I ask Harry,

"Do I really look a hooker?"

"No love. You look incredible, why in earth would ask such a thing?" He says raising his eyebrows.

"No..it's because.. agh it's fine" I smile.

"You look lovely" He reassures me.

"Thanks Harry, have a nice day." I say.

"You too, travel safely babe" He winks making me blush as I close the door.

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A/N- Lunch dates with Mr Styles. Whoop Whoop!

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