the ceo - h.s. [au]

chapter 41

it's another morning with harry waking me up. I don't get it, the guy has been ready with a new fresh suit when I opened my eyes. he told me he set an alarm at seven in the morning to get back to his place change into something new, but I don't remember hearing any alarm sounds.

it's half past eight in the morning and I'm getting ready in the bathroom meanwhile harry feeds kenzo. I always love it whenever harry gets close with kenzo, it just reflects the way he acts toward children. although I don't get along with children really well, it still warms my heart whenever boys are close with them.

"i'm ready!" I announce once I have changed into my working clothes.

"finally," harry sighs.

"hey, I only took fifteen minutes?" I swerve.

"yes, but it took long to wake you up?" harry shots back.

ignoring his retort, we walk out of my place to walk to harry's car. he looks like he's a little bit in rush by looking at his wristwatch all the time so i just sigh and open my mouth to say something.

"what are you gonna do after you drop me off?" i ask.

"i have a meeting until noon. why?" he asks back.

"you keep checking on the time," i shrug. he doesn't reply me anymore and enters his car.

the driver is silent all the way to the hotel, but i'm not protesting since we don't have anything to talk about. harry is busy with paper work while i just stare at his side profile, admiring the beauty. his jawline is shaped perfectly, making me want to run my lips against it. his eyes are glued to the paper, examining it up and down and turning it back and forth just to make everything sure.

i like to stare at harry especially when he's busy with work. it shows how intelligent and serious the guy is although he's serious all of the time. i've always preffered smart guys, but back then in my high school even the smart guys were dicks.

after about five minutes spent, harry looks at me straight to the eyes with a pair of shining intensed green eyes, making me blush and turn my head too quickly followed by a crack sound.

"ouch," i groan by the impact.

"do not do that, scarlette," harry scolds.

"do what?" i ask.

"staring at me. i could not keep my mind concentrate," he explains, running a hand through his hair.

"you seemed fine," i scrunch my nose.

"all the words were floating around my darn mind. that's why i kept reading them over and over."

"sorry," i sheepishly say. harry just sighs and keeps his head focus back to the paper.

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after dropping me off, harry went straight to his meeting place which i don't even know where. i just walk up lazily to my desk and put everything above the table and slump my body down the chair.

niall called saying he's going to attend a few meetings for the next couple of days and he wants me to make a perfect schedule where he can get a decent rest inbetween all of the meetings. he also wants me to make sure that the guys he's about to be dealing with is not complicated so he can cut the time shorter than they already planned.

he also wants me to read all the folders sarah has given me and highlight the point so he can easily know which one to sign and which one is not. today is a busy day around the office for the bellboy, receptinists --you name it-- because there are still so many people trying to get a room from the hotel. harry and niall even ended up renting their rooms just so they wouldn't lose a client one bit.