Fifty Shades Of Harry

Chapter Fifteeen

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"Then don't" I whisper and he gasps and he eyes widen, he seems surprised.

"You don't know what your saying"

"Entertain me then" I challenge as we sit looking at each other, neither of us even bothering touching our food.

"So you don't get married or want children?" I question hoping I can break the silence and amusement lights in his eyes. score.

"Nope" he says pausing and I flush a deep red. The mouth to mouth brain filler is broken again. I cant believe I said that out loud. Good going Bella.

"What are your plans for today?" He asks, his deep very low and I bite my lip.

"I start work at 12....." I gasp and panic. "What time is it?!"

"Its just after ten, you have nothing to worry about, how about tomorrow? " He asks resting his elbows on the table, his curls perfectly sits on his forehead and his green gaze looking into mine.

"Grace and I are packing. We are moving into the city, and im working all this week"

"You have a place in the city yet?" He asks tilting his head a little.

"Yes"

"Where?"

"I cant remember the address. I think some where in Manhattan."

"Not far from me" He smirks "Where are you working in the city?" He asks. Where are these questions coming from? The stalker Harry is more annoying then Graces 21 question game.

"I applied for some internships, im waiting to hear from them"

"Have you applied to my company as I suggested?" He asks and I flush. Hell no.

"Um....no"

"Why whats wrong with my company?" He asks and I smirk and he raises his eyebrow.

"Are you smirking at me Miss Lynn?" He asks tilting his head and leaning back into his chair. He seems amused that I asked. I flush even a deeper red and I look at my unfinished breakfast. I cant look at him. He is just to...beautiful. I bite my lip.

"I would love to bite that lip" he whispers darkly and leaning his elbows on the table again and I gasp and my mouth goes dry. That has to be the sexiest thing anybody has ever said to me. My heart flutters and I think im panting. Jeez im a quivering mess and he hasn't even touched me. I squirm in my seat and meet his dark green gaze.

"Why don't you?" I challenge quietly. My heart accelerates and I swallow nervously.

"Because im not going to touch you, unless you sign a few things to do so" He smirks as he talks. What the fuck does that mean?

"And what does that mean?"

"Exactly what I said" He says and sighs, shaking his head. "I need to show you, what time do you finish work?"

"Around 8"

"Well then tonight or next Saturday we can have dinner over at my place and ill give you the facts then, your choice Miss Lynn."

"Why can you tell me now?" I ask wanting to know what he means. Anxious.

"Because im enjoying my breakfast with you while I can because once I tell you what your in for, you probably wont wanna see me again" he says. WHY ARE YOU BEING SO CONFUSING STYLES. WHY WHY WHY. What is he hiding? What ever it is, I bet its why he is rich. This is getting me no where. I wanna know what Harry Styles is hiding sooner rather than later.

"Tonight, lets have dinner tonight" I say and he raises a eyebrow.

"Eager aren't we?" He says and smirks.

"Are you smirking at me Mr.Styles?" I ask sweetly. He narrows his eyes at me and looks at his phone and pressing a number holding the phone to his ear.

"Paul im going to need Charlie Tango" He says through the phone. Charlie Tango....who is he?

"From Long Island, around I say about 8:30ish....All night."

All night?!?!?!?!

He puts the phone down with no pleases or thank yous.

"Do people always do what you tell them to do?" I ask.

"Usually, if they wanna keep their jobs" he says deeply.

"And if they don't work for you?"

"Oh I can be very persuasive Bella. Finish your breakfast and ill drive you to work, pick you up at 8 and we will fly to the city" he says and I blink at him.

"Fly?"

"Yeah I have a helicopter" he says like its no big deal as I gape at him. I have my second date with Mr. Mysterious Harry Styles...from tea to a helicopter ride. Wow.

"Why a helicopter?" I ask and he grins.

"Because I can, finish your food" he says. How can I finish my food?! I lost my appetite. Im going to the city on a helicopter with Harry Styles and on top of that....he wants to bite my lip. I squirm at the thought.

"Eat...I have a issue with wasted food.....eat" He says sharply.

"I cant eat all of this" I say looking at my plate.

"Eat it Bella. If you would have eaten properly yesterday you wouldn't be here and I wouldn't be declaring my hand so soon" he says as his mouth sets in a line. He looks angry. I frown and slowly eat my food. Im to excited to eat Harry...Don't you understand?! I think myself but im to much of a coward to say it out loud.  I find him amusing and I smile to myself.

"Whats so funny?" he asks and I shake my head. I refuse to tell him what goes through my mind and I keep my eyes on my food eating the rest of it and I peek up at him as he watches me closely.

"Good girl, no go dry your hair and ill take you, don't want you to get ill" He orders. Theres some kind of unspoken promise in his words and I want to know what it is. I stand up leaving the table wondering for a moment if I should ask for permission but quickly erases the idea when another thought comes to mind and I turn around.

"Where did you sleep last night?" I ask gazing at him. I don't see any blankets hanging around the couch. Maybe he just put them away.

"My bed" he says simply.

"Oh"

"Yeah it was quite novelty for me too" he smiles.

"What? not having.....sex?" I say. there I said the word and I blush.

"No" He shakes his head and frowns as if he is trying to block a horrible memory. "Sleeping with someone" He adds and he gazes his eyes down at the newspaper to read. What does that mean? Is he a virgin? I doubt that and I stand there staring at him in disbelief. He is the most mysterious person ive met. The thought comes to mind...I slept with Harry Styles, I wish I was conscious so I could watch him sleep. I curse under my breath.

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