Harrys pov
(bet ya didn't see that one coming)
"Autumn! We're leaving soon! Come downstairs or else we'll be later than we already are!" I yelled from downstairs, checking my watch and grabbing my phone. I walked passed my full-length mirror in the hallway. I took a couple steps and finished it off by folding my collar down on my black Gucci suit. I couldn't decided if I should button it up one more or not. I decided to leave it unbuttoned let autumn deal with the final touches once she comes downstairs.
Next thing I know, I hear the tapping of her black heels walking down stairs. I walk over to the bottom of the stairs, where the railing was and I looked up and am greeted by toned legs that belonged to Autumn. Dirty thoughts crossed my mind and I tried to clear my head from them as I continued to look at them.
Remember where her eyes are, Harry.
I turn my head up quickly, trying not o look at the small dress that complimented her body perfectly. Than, my green eyes met her blue ones. They instantly reminded me of the other night when she staged intimacy with me and lust fled her eyes, but her eyes didn't look like that now. Her eyes looked vulnerable, like how they did when she cared for me when I broke my left ring finger. She was beautiful that night. The way the fireplace in my office hit her tan face and same with the bathroom lighting. It was all her face and soul that night. The sexy, red lingerie was just a bonus to make me think about her body placed on mine and the confidence she had in herself made me want to do so many things to her, but I couldn't because I was so caught up in the trance she put me in with being in control in the way she pushed me onto the desk and kissed me.
My face heated up just by thinking of what could've happened that night. I was such a dick for calling her a whore because she is far from one. She even helped me when I broke my finger, just minutes later. She cares about me when I was being a complete asshole and the way she looked me in the eyes when she was wrapping my finger made me calm. I wish it were a picture that I could hang all around my house.
"Umm, Harry?" Autumn said awkwardly, snapping me out of my trance. "I'm sorry, but the dress looked bad on me and I'm super super sorry but I had to make it look better because I looked fat and I'm just so sor-"
"You look beautiful, Autumn." I said with a smile. She gave me a small smirk back as she looked down. "We'll anyways, I need you to help me sharpen up my looks a little bit more and I need to go over some rules with you." I spoke as she rolled her eyes and stepped down the rest of the stairs.
"What is it?" She said in annoyance and grabbed my wrist softly, pulling me to the mirror and grabbing my tie to redo it.
"Well, you are considered my date tonight," I started and she opened her mouth to start, but I instantly cute her off, knowing what she's a bout to ask. "and no; you don't have a say on it." She shut her mouth and stated folding my tie. "So the rules are no acting out, no flirting with other boys, and no talking to boys that aren't my friends. You have to make it appear as if we are together. Got it?" I asked and she pulled the tie to finish the knot.
"Yes, Da-Harry." She said awkwardly. I smirked, knowing what she was about to say.
"Good." I ignored her accidental sexual reference as I pulled her waist in and turned her around to face the mirror with me. She stood there with an embarrassed face as I smirked at her through the glass.
"Just one happy couple." I smiled at her as her cheeks heated up from either embarrassment or the mentioning of us being together.
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A/n: Okay, yes I know that his chapter is short, but I needed to update because it's been a hot minute. I promise next chapter will be longer and wayyyy more interesting.
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