I'm Just The Nanny (Harry Styles)

Official Superhero

I waited in Dylan's room. About 15 minutes later Dr. Styles knocked once again. 
"You ready?" He asked. He had changed out of his scrubs and was now wearing a floral suit that would have looked ridiculous on anyone but somehow, he made it look good. I guess I had a look on my face because he noticed. 

"Yeah, it's ridiculous, I know. I look like a gnome." He chuckled, motioning to the suit. "Melanie's making me wear it. We're going to a Gucci fashion show and everyone has to wear something from last season. I look stupid. I should change." He turned to walk out of the room.

"No!" It slipped from my lips before I could stop it. He turned around and raised his eyebrow. "It looks good. You look good. You should wear it. But," His tie was uneven in a way that annoyed the crap out of me. I dropped my pocket book on the floor. I walked up to him, and put my hands on the tie. He breathed in a little bit, but settled into it. I untied the tie and retied it the right way, smoothing down his collar when I was done. "There." 

"Thank you." He whispered. I pulled my hands away slowly. "Can never get those bloody things right." I picked up my bag. "You're ready?" I nodded. 

We walked to the elevator together without speaking. We got in and pressed one. The doors began to close.

"Hold it!" Someone screamed from the floor, and Dr. Styles put his briefcase in between the doors. A tall man with red hair stepped in. His face lit up when he saw Dr. Styles.

"I don't believe it! Dr. Styles!" He said, hugging him.

"Ed! How are ye mate? What're you doing here?" Dr.Styles said when he was released from the hug. 

"They hired me as the new ortho surgeon actually. I had totally forgotten you worked here! I haven't seen ye since medical school! How are ye? Is this your wife mate? She's a beauty!" The man said, turning to me. My cheeks flushed with red. 

"No, Ed, this is my kids' nanny, Sam. Her brother's a patient here." Dr. Styles said, looking fondly at me. I nodded.

"Oh! Well say hello to the kids for me! This is my stop! We've got to have lunch and catch up!" The man said. Dr.Styles nodded and laughed as the man stepped off the elevator. 

We didn't speak until the doors opened on the lobby. 

"Old friend, Ed Sheeran. My roommate in medical school. Hell of a lad." He said as we made our way to the exit. 

I nodded. "He seemed nice." 

We walked to the car in awkward silence. When Dr.Styels pressed the button on his car keys, a porche lit up.  Holy shit this guy's loaded. 

"All right let's get going." He said. He opened the door to the passenger seat for me and then shut it after me. We pulled out the property. Dr. Styles put on some music and started humming along. 

"Dr.Styles you didn't have to do this, thank you very much." I said, looking at his profile. He glanced at me for a moment and then looked back at the road.

"It's no problem at all! And seriously Sam stop calling me that I'll go crazy. It's Harry." He looked at me again and smiled. I looked down at my lap and smiled to myself, feeling butterflies in my stomach. Harry it is. "So, what's going on with you. You can be yourself now because my devil of a wife isn't watching over you. You have a boyfriend I assume?" He said, taking a left turn.

"Why would you assume that?" I asked, shifting my gaze from the window to him. His eyes met mine. 

"Well, because you're smart, you're very smart. You're opinionated, you have a personality and you don't let people take that from you. You're stubborn. And you're a beautiful woman. So you must have a boyfriend." He looked away. I could feel my whole face warming up.