elanora
"a night in hollywood! that's perfect! we can get an elvis, a marilyn, an audrey hepburn, a grace kelly-" erin trailed off.
elanora put her head in her hands. this woman blows things out of proportion! then again, it is the birthday of a very important man in the public eye.
"how about we get like a red carpet and people can write their names on the stars?" elanora offered. erin's eyes widened and she squealed loudly. "that's totally brilliant! i knew i made the right decision hiring you!" erin said. her phone rang and her face lit up, "give me five minutes. it's my hubby!".
elanora gave her a quick fake smile and started calculating the cost for the actresses and actors playing old movie stars for the night. "oh harry! you doll, you! no, you hang up! kay, i love you more!" elanora heard erin loudly from the other side of the room. elanora tried her best not to get jealous but she was.
"okay, let's talk center-pieces!" erin said excitedly. elanora took out a few photos she got online that fit the theme and showed them to erin.
"no. double no. triple no. ew!!" erin cringed as she looked through the photos. elanora's hand balled into a fist, she really wanted to punch this woman.
harry
"stop pacing, you fuck. i'm trying to concentrate," zayn said sorting through some papers. harry was in zayn's office worrying because elanora was home with erin discussing party stuff.
"i can't! what if something goes wrong?" harry whined like a little child. zayn glared at his friend, he was getting really annoying now.
"what's the worst that could happen? they disagree on table cloth colors?" zayn snorted. harry huffed in annoyance and took a seat in zayn's black leather chair. "yeah, yeah. joke all you want malik," harry crossed his arms.
harry looked at zayn doing whatever he was doing. it got boring so he began to tap his feet on the floor loudly. "that's it! get the fuck out of my office styles!" zayn shouted, pointing at the door.
harry got up and walked over to the door. he gave zayn a look before slamming his door shut. the door opened again, aggravating zayn. "didn't i tell you to buzz the fuck off wanker!" zayn said not looking up.
"do you talk to your mom with that dirty mouth?" perrie asked, placing her hand on her hip. "mmm, say 'dirty' for me again babe. i like the way it comes out of your mouth," zayn licked his lips and put the paper he had in his hand down.
"unbelievable! you kick me out but you wouldn't kick her out?" harry barged in. "she's hot, you're not. she's probably gonna be my future wife and you're just harry. she also has a great-" zayn began but got interrupted by perrie.
"thread lightly malik," she raised her eyebrow. "goodbye perrie," harry said, gently pushing her out the door. she chuckled and left the boys. "you didn't just do that!" zayn shouted in annoyance.
"pay attention to me!" harry stomped around like a child. zayn couldn't help the grin that broke out on his lips. "erin is rubbing off on you mate," zayn snickered. harry's eyes widened and he threw a pen at zayn.
"i need to call them! yes that's what i'll do!" harry pulled his phone out. "your such a paranoid fucker," zayn shook his head. "do you talk to your mother with that dirty mouth?" harry mocked him.
"hey erin, just wondering how everything is going," harry said. "oh harry! you doll, you!" erin exaggerated into the phone. harry removed his phone from his ear for a moment. god, she was so fucking loud.
"i'm guessing everything is going fine?" harry asked patiently. "oh, yeah. she is really good at planning! she has all these amazing ideas! you should meet her!" erin said, completely unaware that they have met on many occasions.
"erin, i got to go now. work is calling," harry said running his hand through his hair. "alright, so you will hang up or should i?" erin asked playfully. harry rolled his eyes, not this shit again. "whatever," he said.
"no, you hang up!" erin said loudly into the phone. "fine," replied an annoyed harry. erin came up with that annoying game when they were younger and in love, they wanted to talk to each other every second of the day but obviously couldn't because of work.
"love you," harry mumbled into the phone. "kay, i love you more!" erin smiled and got back to work.
zayn was making gagging noises behind him making harry hit him hard. "ow! just for that you have to buy me lunch!" zayn said rubbing his arm. "what do i get in return?" harry asked. "oh nothing really, just a lap dance from yours truly," zayn wiggled his eyebrows and shook his hips.
harry cringed and shut his eyes. "i'll buy you lunch if you stop doing that," he said. "don't pretend you don't want this," zayn motioned to his body. "what do you want to eat?" harry asked zayn. zayn looked up thoughtfully. "hmmm, i want to go to 'le gavroche'," zayn decided.
harry's mouth dropped. it was the most expensive restaurant in london. it wasn't like both men couldn't afford it but he knew zayn was just being a difficult little shit. "no way in hell," harry said calmly.
zayn pouted, "i should have known better! you don't treat your men right!". harry cracked a smile as zayn stormed out of his office. this boy was something else.
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