I honestly didn't know if I really heard what I thought it did. I was half asleep. But I swore I heard Harry say he loved me. I was hallucinating, I had to be. Harry said he never thought of me in that way. But I knew I heard it...
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"Louis. Get up love. I'm taking you to work with me today." I hear Harry's voice. I groan and grab a pillow. Covering my head with it. I hear Harry sigh "Louis.." He says sternly. I whine and softly throw the pillow at him. He caught it before it hit his face. "That's it.." He says and grabs me. I squeak and he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I let out a giggle "hey! Put me down!" I say, kicking my feet. Harry grins and playfully spanks my bum. He walks into the 'living room' part of the room and sets me on the couch. "Now. You need to understand some rules. You are going to be with me. At my work. That means no goofing off. No complaining. Be good okay?" He says and ruffles my hair. "Yes sir.." I answer and jump up. Harry was already dressed in his suit. So I got in the shower and washed up, my bum was rather sore. I couldn't imagine why. I blush at the memories of last night. I can't believe that really happened. It was all surreal. Once I was out of the shower, I dressed in casual black leggings and a sweater. My mind wouldn't stop thinking about what Harry said. What if he does love me? But he can't! He said he wouldn't! I sigh and brush my teeth. After, I leave the bathroom. Maybe I should confront him about it. Before I could even think anymore, my mouth blurts. "Can I ask you something?" Harry looks up and me and raises a brow "of course love, what is it?" He hums. I gulp. Shit. "U-um oh uh..I just was wondering.." I stutter, clearly nervous. "Come on Louis spit it out.." He says and laughs a little. "I was just wondering..what's for breakfast?" I say and smile awkwardly. Harry laughs more "you're so silly..why did you seem so scared To ask that?" I shrug and blush "I just didn't know if we would have time to eat or not" I lie.
"Well of course. I can't have my baby be hungry!" He smiles and stands up. Going over to me. "How's your bum?" He asks and wiggles his eyebrows. I playfully roll my eyes and bite my lip "I-it's um..sore" I say shyly. Harry grins "good." He says and leans down, kissing my lips. "Now, let's get you some breakfast then we can head out yeah?" I nod and slip on my shoes. Harry ended up ordering room service for me. After I ate, we left the room and proceeded to go out to Harry's car. I got in and buckled up. I was actually kinda nervous. I've never been to work with Harry before. I obviously won't fit in there. We soon arrived and headed inside. The building was big. And fancy. I already felt out of place. A few workers said good morning to Harry. They have me strange looks. No one knew who I was. I'm only 17. I looked like I was 12. I clung to Harry's side, wanting to feel safe. Harry smiles and wraps his arm around my waist. We soon arrive to what I'm guessing was his office. It was rather large. It had a big desk. And a few sitting chairs on the other side of the room. There was a big window that overlooked the city. I smiled and walked over to it. The view was beautiful. Harry sits at the desk . He picks up the office phone "bring everyone into my office. So I can introduce Louis." He says and hangs up. I turn "I-I have to meet everyone?" I ask. Harry nods "of course. You're my baby. Everyone needs to know that."
Not long after all of the workers piled into the room. I stood awkwardly and looked down. "Everyone..this is Louis. Louis..this is everyone." Harry says.
People say hi to me. Some smile. Some don't. I blush and smile back softly. "H-hi" I say. Harry nods and let's them all leave. I don't see why that was really necessary. I sat in a big chair and sighed. Not knowing what to do. Harry looked up at me a few times as he typed on his laptop. "What? Bored?" Harry laughed. I looked at him and shrugged. I was a little bored. "Go get me some coffee then love. Okay? And come right back." I get up quickly. Just dying to do something. I head out of Harry's office and go to the coffee machine. I grab a cup I didn't know how to Make coffee. That's the little problem. I bite my lip. "Need some help lad?" I hear a male voice speak behind me. I turn around. It was a man, around Harry's age. He grinned down at me. "o-oh um no..well actually yes can you help me?" I ask. The man chuckles and nods. He stands behind me "all you do it set it under this lever" he says softly and grabs my hand that had the cup in it. I felt uncomfortable. The man pulls the lever and the hot coffee comes out. "Now. Add the creamer." He says and puts his other hand on my waist. I gasp. Making me spill the hot coffee. It burned the guys hand "shit. You fucking clumsy idiot" he growled. I gulp "I-I am so so sorry sir..I'm so sorry" I say. "Oh fuck off" he says . I grab some napkins and try cleaning up the mess. "Louis." I hear s familiar voice say. I gulp and turn on my heel. Seeing Harry. He grabs my wrist and pulls me back to the office. After he shuts the door he sighs "what did I say? What on earth were you doing? You took forever." He says and paces a little. "I-I didn't know how to work the coffee thing and-" I get cut off by Harry laughing "it isn't that hard Louis. Anyone can do it. What are you stupid?" I bite my lip and look down "I'm sorry..I-I just was confused and..some guy came to help me b-but he touched my waist and hand and it made me uncomfortable" I say. "Oh yeah sure. Why should I believe you? All you do is lie to me. So stop making excuses Louis." He runs his fingers through his hair. "And then you spill hot coffee all over my workers? Do you thinks that's good Louis? Because it's not. Fuck I ask you to do one simple thing and you can't even do that." He spats. And of course my eyes dwell with tears. "I'm not l-lying! I'm not!" I say.
"Are you seriously fucking crying? Grow the fuck up Louis." He says.
I look at him and gulp. Without another word I run out of his office. He calls after me but I don't listen. I run out of the building and start making my way back to the hotel. Tears rolled down my pale cheeks. It was a dream. It had to be. If he loved me he wouldn't be such a dick to me all the time.
It all just had to be a dream.
