until the end; narry

seven

Theme Song: Best To You- Blood Orange

Harry's presence was the last thing that mattered to me. I walk into the building of the Styles' company and proceed up to the elevator and into my office. Some of the women found it weird that I didn't say anything to them when I walked in but I was honestly having a bad day. The thought that Harry could walk into my office and try to talk to me like everything was okay, sickened me. It isn't my place to get involved in the workplace. I should just do my work and leave like a regular person. There was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Horan. I have a pitch for you." Rosalina Morales, a women who covers the sales pops into the doorway. " A pitch?" I asked and tilted my head. " You're supposed to report that to Jason?" I say. Jason Craig was the man above all of the pitches for new magazine cover ideas, articles and models. Anything to keep the magazine up to date, he was the man to pitch your ideas to. " Yes but Mr. Styles put you in charge. He didn't tell you? You're the head of Editing and Pitches now. He assigned Mr. Craig to something else.." Rosalina looks at me confused. If I didn't find out about Harry's dirty little secret, I would have been stoked to be the head of two departments but the fact that Harry is trying to butter me up before he tells me this secret, it's sickening.

" Thank you, Rosalina." I say politely and she exits with a smile. I press the numbers on the desk phone and call up to the receptionist. " This is Haley Klein of Styles' Company can I help you with anything?" Haley answered the phone nicely. "Yes, i would like to set up an appointment with Mr. Styles. Are any of his times free? Is his schedule full?" I asked knowing damn well his schedule wasn't.
" He's only open for lunch is that okay?" Haley asks. I take the phone from my face and put it against my chest and let out a long sigh. " Yes. Yes that's okay." I say uncomfortably, bringing back to my face. " Alright. I'll let him know." I hear her say before she hangs up the phone.
  Another lunch date with Harry. Great.

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" Hey baby cakes, heard you wanted to see me for lunch." Harry knocked and invited himself into my office. I gripped the pen I was holding and exited out of the screen I was on. " Yes." I say and sigh. " I was already going to invite you anyway. Glad you stepped up and invited me." Harry flashes a smile and strolls over to my desk. That cocky stride.

" Plus, I still wanted to talk to you..about that..thing." He looked uncomfortable as he spoke. " Alright sure." I stood and winded past him.
  I hear footsteps behind me. "Hey wait up." He places his hand on my shoulder to keep up with me. " You wanted to have lunch? Let's have lunch. Better hurry, we wouldn't want anyone seeing us." I said quickly and shook my shoulder from his grasp. His pace suddenly got slower behind me...

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"So um, Niall. This isn't going to come out easily but, I just-"
" You're married." I cut him off. His dark green orbs flickered to me and his face went red. He started playing with his hands as they started to get clammy. "Love, I-"
" Don't call me that." I snapped, trying not to make a scene in public but it was so damn hard.
" You lied to me." I felt tears reading to spring out. " Niall. Listen to me. I didn't mean-"
" To get involved right? That's how it always is, you do shit for fun without thinking about others." I swipe my nose and look down. Harry is speechless. " How do you know..." He says quietly. " How I shouldn't have found out. My friends. You didn't tell me? How could you. That's why you didn't want anyone to know about us. Not because you're embarrassed of being gay. You're married." I growl still keeping my head down.
  " Niall, please. Please listen to me. I-I just." He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.
" I don't know what's wrong with me. Any good thing I get I can't keep." He huffed and started toying with the ring on his finger. I've never seen that ring before. I guess he only wears it around her or people who know of them. I guess he forgot to take it off this morning.

" Her name is Savannah Avery Wolfe-Styles. She was the love of my life, Niall. She was. I- just..she's away a lot and..whenever she comes home she's too tired to do anything." I wanted him to tell me more of her. I wanted her to seem like a nice human being so I won't hate this woman. Hate her for having what I want, what I need. What I've been looking for in the last few years. She has it. In her hands. Gripping it and almost teasing me. I don't know her but I want to know her.
Please say she's a nice woman. Please tell me she's as sweet as pie and has nothing but love for you. I don't want to hate her.

But God knows I do.

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