Fragile Little Flame (Haylor)

Clumsy Angel and Love=Pain

A/N: Hello Bubbles, so I am gonna start writing this chapter but... My wrist got a little damage and typing is really hurting..so this chapter might be a little short if my wrist hurt too much.
Thanks for commenting on my previous chapter. Thanks for reading and encouraging me.

This chapter is dedicated to you guys.

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Harry's POV.

I nodded at my company's Editor, seriously I would definitely kick this guy out if he didn't submit the file on time.

My mind wandered again to the blonde beauty I came to like.
Yeah I admitted I have a crush on her.

She was the only person who is still working here after doing countless mistakes, most importantly disrespecting me numerous times. Even all that mistakes couldn't get me to fire her. (Not because of the contract)

I seek perfection, I want my things to be perfect.

I heaved a sigh and looked out the window, again. I didn't knew why I couldn't focus on my work.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the marks on her wrists which made my blood boil.

How could be someone so cruel to someone like her? She is like an Angel. A Clumsy Angel.

I shook my head with a light smile as I thought about how clumsy she is. 

The first time when I met her in the cafe of the mall, I thought she was fake barbie type girl.

How much wrong I was? She was polar opposite of that. She was like a big nerd. A Cute nerd.

The time when I caught her talking bad about me to Perrie. Her reaction was so cute.

The time when I was almost about to kiss her. I would have but I couldn't. I couldn't get involve with my employs.

I realised that I have feelings for the Clumsy Angel when she was drunk. That was the time when I realised that I couldn't let this girl go, I was so worried when I couldn't find her.

I noticed her. Her innocence. Her love for icecreams. Her love for my dimples.

I noticed the fragile little girl under her sassy attitude.

I was doing this again. I was talking about her like I was in Lo- Never mind I wouldn't even say that word.

I was broken out of my thoughts by my worker, Mr Collins.

"Sir...The meeting is over..already. You are spaced out for almost five minutes. Are you okay?" He asked with concern.

Mr Collins was working here since I was a kid, I watched him worked for my mother and now he was working for me. A trusted man.

He was in his early 60s with white shaggy hair and fair skin.

"Yeah, I am fine. Just a little tired. " I said with a light smile.

He nodded and stood up "Well. It's Sunday. I should probably go now, I promised to spend time with my grandchildren. " He smiled and walked out after saying his goodbyes.

I sighed and stood up to leave, I still have to meet Lou. Just to hangout.

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I was sipping my vine, thinking about Taylor.

I was broken out of my thoughts with this guy crying next to me while drowning shots after shots.

He had black eyes, sharp nose. Fair complexion. Over all the guy was pretty handsome. He was wearing a simple black shirt and faded jeans.