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VII. Sensual Movements

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After that day of a drunken confession from Harry's past, day after day for the rest of the week, there was a routine. Teasing one another during work, sex at your place, teasing each other, sex, tease, sex, tease, sex. You weren't complaining at all, as a matter of fact, it was the most exciting part of your work day. 

Your fingers typed away on your computer, but even if so your mind was interrupted by the thoughts of Harry's bare chest. One memory in particular, when you traced you fingers on the swallow tattoos when you were both laying out on your couch. Harry was looking at you, watching your fingers move along the edges. You asked, "Now can I ask what they mean?" Harry chuckled, excusing the question he didn't want to answer--

A stack of files slammed onto your desk, making you jerk in your seat. Niall looked down at you, "Organize these files in alphabetical order." He said coldly, barely making eye contact. 

You wanted to say, ' don't take orders from you but instead you muttered, "Sure." As you pulled the files closer to you, Niall knocked on Harry's door. Harry called, "Come in." Niall walked in but didn't shut the door behind him. You can hear him say to Harry, "My assistant is out for the day, so I'm having yours do my work for today." 

"Is that all?" Harry replied in an annoyed tone.

Niall nodded, "Yep." and shut the door after him as he walked back out. He stopped by your desk and took it upon himself to do the same thing he did your first day here--sit on your desk. He looked at you for a moment before saying, "I know everything that Harry does. I know everything you've been doing with him." Niall said when you didn't reply, "The sex can't be that good, right? To risk your job?"

You mumbled, "It's not just sex."

"Speak up."

"It's not just sex." You said clearly, but averted your eyes down below.

Niall grimaced, "So you're one of those women?" Niall chuckled, "Do you know how many assistants come here saying they might be in love with Harry?"

You stayed silent.

"And do you know how many of them get turned down by him?" Niall asked, "Or how many accept my offer and quit their job?"

"Offer?" You questioned.

Niall smiled a bit, "I'm willing to write you a check. Enough to quit this job, hell, I'll even recommend you for a higher position job outside of Styles Records." He looked at you, "And all you need to do is walk into Harry's office and give your two week notice."

You shook your head, "I'm not quitting."

Niall sighed, "That's too bad. Oh well," He got off the desk, "I'll watch this all crumple down on the sidelines then. Either Harry will admit he doesn't have feelings for you, or Layla will found out what's been going on behind office doors." He said before exiting the room, "Have the files done by tonight before you're off. Drop them off at Eddy's office."

You glanced down to to yet another ass mark on your desk. You sighed, grabbing the files and separating them one by one.

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An hour later, you found yourself on the floor with separate stacks of files spread out. You separated and stacked the files that started with "A", "B", and so on. You were only halfway done, feeling exhausted about working on a simple yet time consuming task. You grabbed yet another file, about to place it where it needs to be. That was until Harry walked out of his office, looking down to where you were sitting on the floor, "Having fun?"