CEO // Harry Styles

10

He won't go away.

I don't think I want him to go away.

It already noon, and I have work til two. How did Styles even get my number? I never gave it to him. I didn't even have his number before this. I don't think I even want to save it into my phone. His text already contaminated the device.

He's beautiful. So god damned beautiful. But the way he treats people is disrespectful. I wish I could wring his neck, but kiss him passionately afterwards.

Shit. Why does he have this affect on me?

"Addie?" Louis voice is warning. "Who texted you? Was it Harry?" He gasped. Bastard.

"Yes." I moaned. I was reluctant to tell him the truth because I knew his next words.

"Well let me see it." He says, as if it were obvious. But to Louis it was obvious.

"Be ready tonight by six. I won't wait x H." He read aloud. His stupid smirk told me he thought more into this than it really meant. "Holy shit Addie! You have the hottest CEO wrapped around your finger tip."

"More like the other way around." I groaned.

"What?"

"I'm not going." Now I'm just awaiting Louis to freak out on me.

"What the hell do you mean you're not going?" And here it is. He sounded frantic. He probably is. "Harry Edward Styles is the most beautiful, successful business man in New York City. He could give you diamonds for St. Patricks day! Niall would go crazy! He could treat you so well Adelaide."

"How do you know his middle name?"

"Oh my god, that's all you got out of my rant?" He seemed pissed, but I gave him a 'You-know-I-asked-you-a-question' kind of look.

"Google, Adelaide. What else?" He acted as if it were so obvious. "You can't tell me you haven't Googled the infamous Harold Edward Styles."

What?

"You know, like Google him. Find out things about him. Find out things you should know."

"I don't need the internet to find things out about him." I smirked. "I can do it in person."

"Well some of us don't have the privilege." He hissed. "For fucks sake Adelaide..."

His phone rang in the open air. I gave him a questioning look. He held up one finger in the air. Who would be calling him so early in the morning?

"Mom?" Jay!

"Louis lemme talk to her!" I reached for the phone. The bastard pulled away for me, stepping up from his seat. It's not like the cubicle was a big enough barrier.

"Shh!"

"Louis let me say hi god dammit!"

"Yes mom? Mom.. Calm down. I can't understand you.. Yes I can tell you're excited." He laughed.

"Wedding?" He paled. Wedding? What the hell? Who's getting married?

"Louis!" I call to get his attention. The attention of the office was now on me.

I smile an embarrassed smile. I jump out of my seat, walking to Louis' cubicle on the opposite side, adjacent to mine.

"Speaker" I mouth to him.

With a flick of the wrist I finally took the hint and scurried to the staff room. Still in listening distance.

"When did this happen?... Yes I know him. I love him. This is so unexpected... This weekend?" He sighed. He looked stressed. "Of course mum. Anything for you."