No Control

Tell Me That We Belong Together

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Chapter 57:

HARRY

"Mr. Styles, you have a visitor." My assistant said. Normally I would learn names because it's only the polite thing to do, but I didn't plan on staying long. Plus, it felt like becoming acquainted with these people would only make everything worse. None of them seemed honestly friendly- it was all just an act because I was apparently their new boss. And I despised it also, so she was simply called the assistant.

"Thank you. Send them in." I said, rubbing my eyes from complete and utter tiredness. I saw her nod before she looked behind her and motioned for someone to come inside. I immediately wanted to roll my eyes and sigh as I saw Mr. Druer walk into my office. Or the office. I was claiming no ownership on anything.

"Good morning, Mr. Styles. How's everything going?" He asked, sounding formal finally. It was a pleasant surprise, and I could only hope it stayed that way.

"Alright, I guess. This is exactly what I imagined it to be." I said, trying not to fully give away my distaste at the enviroment. I tried to keep my voice level and neutral, but I think I faltered a bit.

"Oh, don't worry, things will get better. You can add whatever you want to your office, decorate it up a bit, personalize it." He said, walking up to my desk and leaning against it as he surveyed the room.

"That'd be nice... if I was staying." I said, getting out of my chair and putting away a file I had on my desk. As soon as I opened the filing cabinet, I felt him close it. I looked up at him in slight anger because I just wanted to get work done so I could leave.

"Oh, come on, Harry. This job isn't that bad. You're not even trying to enjoy it." He said, and I moved his hand away, opening up the cabinet and placing the file inside before closing it again. I turned to walk back to my desk, but he grabbed my arm.

"Think about it, Harry." He began. "You're young, yet you have so much power in your hands. You control all of this, and you can have so much wealth and happiness." He said, turning me around and stepping closer, which I wasn't a big fan of. "Plus, if you were mine, you could have anything you want." He added in a whisper.

I scoffed and pushed him away. "First off, I don't want all of this power- I never did. The only people you ever had to please were my parents, and they already seemed pretty keen on you from the beginning, which makes me honestly despise you even more. Secondly, I don't need wealth to make me happy. I don't really give a fuck about materialistic things. They being me no happiness or pleasure. I'd rather just be around people that actually care about me because that makes me happy. And lastly, I would never even consider the idea of being yours." I spat out.

He smiled at me in amusement, and it honestly made me want to punch him in the throat.

"Because of the fiancé." He stated in a teasing voice, and I gave him a little glare. He didn't know a thing about Louis, but he seemed to already conclude that he was better than him, which was far from the truth. Sure, Louis may have committed crimes- many of them- but he was still better than some egotistical rich jerk. Far better.

He chuckled and I tensed up as I felt him lean into my, nuzzling my neck with his nose as he held my hands against the wall. "It's okay, Harry. Whatever he doesn't know won't hurt him." He assured, and I wanted to knee him in the balls, but his thighs pinned my own down. "You're far too pretty to let slip away. Just one kiss, yeah?" He asked, his lips right in front of mine. "I won't tell." He said.