Impure Affair {h.s.}

two

Harry.

"Mr. Styles..."
My eyelids creep open a little but soon fall back down.

"Mr. Styles..."

"What?!" I sit up in bed and shout. My eyes were now fully opened and they looked at a timid girl who stood, in a vintage maid dress, at the edge of my bed.

"Im sorry Isabella." I groan and rub my eyes.
"But why are you waking me up?" I asked in a very cranky and annoyed tone.

"You-you told me to wake you up if your alarm doesnt ring." She points a finger to my alarm clock that sat beside me on the bedside table.

9:00 AM
Shit, i was late.

I scramble out of the sheets and start to head towards the bathroom but stop to give Isabella instructions.

"What would you like?" She asks me talking about what I would want for breakfast.

"Um just the usual." She firmly nods and rushes out my bedroom door leaving me to finish my morning routine.

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I look at my bedroom mirror that sat upon my dresser, and fix my tie, but was distracted by her.

"Rose." Her words crept into my mind along with her bambi like eyes that were chocolaty brown. She looked so innocent and acted so shy.

I smile at the remembrance of our conversation. When I complimented her I could tell that it got her by surprise.

I shook my head as I put on my shoes, grab my things, and head down the stairs. I walk into the kitchen and meet a frantic Isabella setting up the table for me.

"You know what Isabella, why dont you just take the rest of the day off." She looks at me with wide eyes, clearly she was afraid of me.

"Really sir?"

"Of course." She grins and grabs her things, which was just a bag and coat.

"Thank you so much, have a good day." She waves and heads out of the kitchen then out the front door.

I settle down in a chair at the table and my phone makes a sound. I flip it over and glance over the screen.

We got a new victim boys!

It was a group message and one of the guys had texted to it.

Great.

I reply and turn my phone off then start to eat my food.
My thoughts soon float back to Rose, I knew her but she didn't know me.

She is the daughter of Mr. And Mrs. Montgomery, the couple who owns the biggest business in the area.
The thing was she wasn't snobby like all of her other peers, she was humble and sweet.

She was beautiful and smart, the whole package if you will. I wanted her, I needed her, but the problem was every pervert in town wanted the girl.

I sigh as I finish my meal, leave the house, and head on to work.

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12:30pm

I lean back in my office chair with my fingers on my chin as I look down at the phone.

I doubt she'll even call.

I shake the negative thought out my head and press a button on a keypad.

"Yes, sir?" My front desk worker asks me in a mellow tone.

"Lunch please."

"Coming right up." I let go of that button and search for another one.