Rose ~ (hs)

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*Rose's POV*

After Harry brought me home this morning I couldn't quite get him out of my head. I can't put my finger on what it is though. It could be those dark emerald eyes or even the fact that he's nine years older than me that makes him so damn intriguing. I decide to cook myself up an omelet before getting to some last minute research.

"Rose where were you last night? I was so worried about you." My roommate Penny comes rushing to my side on the sofa. Her light blue eyes search mine for an answer and I almost choke on my omelet at the humor of the situation. Okay, maybe it isn't that funny but her face is priceless right now and her strawberry blonde hair is in a floppy messy bun.

"It was raining badly so they all put us up in a hotel somewhere." I shrug and decide it's best to not tell her about Harry yet because unlike me, she probably knows who he is and she would most definitely freak out. It was honestly just a one time thing so I'm not too interested in telling my best friend that I spent the night in some older man's apartment who just happens to own Vogue.

"Oh that's cool. I have to meet Niall in a few for some shopping, if you're still coming." I shake my head and get up to put my dirty plate in the dishwasher.

"I have some stuff to do for school, you two have fun." Penny nods and hugs me before quickly rushing out the front door. I change out of the clothes that Harry gave me the previous night and into something more comfortable. I'm shocked that Penny didn't notice and comment about the black t-shirt or designer boxers that were clad onto my body. I grab my laptop and head back to the sofa in the living room, opening up google chrome. Carefully, I type in his name: Harry Styles of Vogue.

Countless online articles of him at various charity events and conferences across the world pop up. But there's always one similarity between them all: the same blonde woman is in every one of them. My mind starts to wonder if she is his wife but I can't bare to click the links in order to find out. I have this feeling in my chest that I know I would become disappointed if I found out the truth, why would I be so stupid to think someone as beautiful as him wouldn't be married at his age.

Harry Styles, CEO of Vogue, Reaches Landmark Net Worth $218 Billion

Owner of Vogue Buys 8 Million Dollar Car, Maybach Exelero

My eyes go wide and I choke, the car that I rode in soaking wet clothes in was $8 million.

Styles & Taylor, More than Coworkers? And More at the Oscars

The title of the article means nothing; he could be married and having an affair with this coworker of his, he could just be fucking with his secretary, the possibilities are endless. I sigh in frustration and slam the top of my computer down, snapping it in the process. I just have the best luck don't I? I told you the rain brings back luck.

Buzz, buzz. My phone screen lights up with a text message from a phone number that I don't have in my contacts.

Unknown Number
Hello love, how are you today? xx -H

H? That most likely is the one and only Harry Styles.

Rose
Hi Harry ,I would be doing okay but it's an awful day.

Harry
Can I call you, if that's alright?

I don't have time to reply that I don't want to talk to him on the phone but the call comes through before I can say otherwise.

"Rose, what's wrong?" I roll my eyes at his nervousness for my wellbeing on the such short time that we've known each other.

"I just broke my laptop and my friends are out having fun. Now I have nothing to do anymore." He chuckles but I find nothing funny about my laptop breaking. I don't have any extra money lying around like he does to go out and buy a replacement.