Provoking Styles

Chapter 2

I smoothed down my black dress that came an inch above my knee that hugged around my waist before becoming flowy that I matched with red heels. I also had my hair pulled back into a low bun and a small amount of makeup on, Katie (my roommate and best friend of 6 years) told me I looked nice this morning and she approved which meant a lot considering she works at this really nice fancy place. She never tells me about or where it is but she's worked there for what seems like forever, I had to borrow her dress this morning until I could go shopping tonight. Most of Katie's stuff is a little bigger on me because she has bigger hips than I do but she has alot of nice clothes for her job, she also has to have her sleek black hair pulled up and out of her face (personally I liked her hair out of her face, showed off her chocolate brown eyes.).

I stepped out of the elevator to meet Helen's smiling face. "I love the dress," she stated before turning around to walk to her office, I quickly followed. "I see you did not have to use your fake name to get up here." She teased as she sat in her chair, I shut her office door behind me and blushed.

"Uh, yeah. Alan...that's is name right?" I asked taking a seat, Helen nodded. "He said that he was upset with me for lying to him before but he's okay now. He also said that Niall Horan told him to let me in this morning."

Helen chuckled. "Okay first things first, I'm only here for three more days. Do you think you can handle trying to cram in so much information about this place?" She gestured her hands out around her office, I'm assuming she meant S Enterprises all together.

"I sure am." I smiled, I watch her grin real big as she pointed at me.

"That's what I like to hear."

For the next three days Helen trained me in basically everything about Harry Styles, when he started his business, why and how. What kind of food he eats and coffee he drinks and all the do's and don'ts of the office which, let me tell you there is this huge list which kinda makes my head hurt. I followed Helen around until lunch time on Thursday when Harry asked to see her in his office like ten minutes ago, while I was waiting for her I decided to go ahead and heat some leftovers from last nights dinner which was chicken spaghetti. I walked down pass Ruby to the elevator to press the 4th floor which I learned was like the lunch area, I mean it's like a food court or something because there was a Subway, Pizza Hut, Buffalo Wild Wings, Panda Express and like two other places. And if you just walk straight once stepping off the elevator you'd reach the actual lunchroom where people leave their leftovers and others heat theirs up ( exhibit A me) or just sit around talking over a cup of coffee or something.

When I walked in I walked straight over to the microwave and ignored the other people in the room. I just put my bowl in the microwave when I felt someone pinch my backside causing me to jump and squeal, I turn around and see Niall grinning widely. "Hello." I said glaring at him causing him to laugh as I started the microwave.

"Hello love." He said with a Irish accent, I sat and stared at him probably looking dumbfound. He just grinned and decided to keep talking since I was still trying to wrap my mind around his accent. "I see you are the first to make it passed Harry's forces."

I pointed at him. "You have an Irish accent?"

"Yes, surprised?" he smirked

"No," I said just as there was a ping sound behind me, I turned away from him and pulled it out. It was a good thing I sat it down before he pinched my backside again. I turned around and hissed. "If you could not that'd be great."

"Aw love I was only playing I'm sorry." He pouted before offering his hand. "Let me properly introduce myself. I'm Niall, Niall Horan. I'm from Ireland and I'm 24 years old and I'm great friends with Harry."