Daddy's Little Princess - l.s

Chapter 10

Louis' POV

I woke up with a smile from the memories of yesterdays chat with Mr. Styles. I was excited to go to work since I could wear my new skirt that I bought last week. I was so worried that Mr. Styles wouldn't allow me to wear skirts and dresses but he's so understandable and sweet. Why couldn't all men/boys be like Harry? I removed the thoughts out of my head and decided to get dressed. Today I was going to wear a white cut out crop top, my new skirt, which had pink flowers with black heels.

After I was done getting dressed, I went into the kitchen and grabbed a banana and a granola bar for breakfast. I looked at my phone for the time when I noticed a text from Mr. Styles I must have missed from our chat yesterday. It said, "Goodnight, Princess." Oh. My. God. Did Mr. Styles just call me princess? What does this mean? Did he do that by accident or on purpose? I would soon find out as I had to be at work in 15 minutes. I drove off to work which was thankfully a short drive from my house.

Once I got in the building the reception lady, named Rebecca, told me Mr. Styles wanted me in his office for an "emergency meeting". That's odd, he never calls me into his office at this time. Oh well, it couldn't be that bad I hope.

My thoughts were interrupted by the elevator sound signaling that I was at the right floor. I got out and walked the intimidating hallway up to Mr. Styles' office. His office was very secluded from all the other offices because he preferred peace and quite, so he could work better. I knocked on his door 3 times and stepped back waiting for an answer. Once i heard a quiet 'come in' I turned the handle and opened the door.

When I stepped into the office I couldn't see him anywhere in the abnormally big office so I called out, "Mr. Styles? Are you here?" But I got no response. I decided to search for him but immediately once I took a step forward someone was grabbing my hand and tugging me back. I gasped not expecting the action as I collided into a broad, solid and warm chest. The hand never left my wrist and we just stayed in this position for a while. I knew it was Mr. Styles. It felt the same as the end of the job interview except now I wasn't afraid of staying a bit too long in this position.

I stepped forward making him take his hand off my wrist. I then turned around expecting Mr. Styles. What I wasn't expecting was a man with the same piercing emerald eyes but short hair styles into a quiff. Too much stubble than what I was used to and much bigger muscles. This wasn't Mr. Styles, but he sure looked like him. What was this man doing here? "It's not polite to stare, love." The mysterious man said. I raised my eyebrow and replied, "I'm sorry, Mr. but who are you exactly?" The man chuckled. "I see Harry hasn't mentioned me, how rude of him. I'm Edward, Harry's twin brother."

A/N
Yes i know im shit at updating i'm sorry. and i'm also sorry for the cliff hanger but i hope you enjoyed this chapter :)

I hope you have/had a glorious day!
-Mona xx