CEO // Harry Styles

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Harry bringing me home was quite the journey. He held my hand the entire way. Though he barely paid any attention to me. He seemed lost in his own thoughts. He seemed to be focused on something. He seemed remorseful. "I'm sorry." He told me.

"For what?"

"I'm sorry you couldn't enjoy the book, or time with me." He apologizes.

I remember him pulling out the book from under the seat, with a small apologetic smile on his face.

"Is this Wuthering Heights?" I ask tentatively. "Thank you so much, Harry!" I become excited, the feeling over ruling common sense. I suck in a breath. "But it's too much. I can't accept this."

He breathes deeply in through his nose. "You can and you will, Adelaide." He warns. How can he be so cold and reserved?

"Harry... Honestly" I begin. But big mouth interrupts me rudely. Just because your pretty doesn't mean you can be malicious and rude.

"A meaningful girl deserves to obtain meaning copies of her favorite novel." Oh yes he does.

My heart flutters in my chest. He's beautiful. He's a poet, a condescending asshole, and he knows it. I know it. And so does half the population.

But the charm is inevitable.

Harry can be sweet when he wants to be. He can also have the personality of an egotistic asshole with a nice paying job.

"Do you want tea?" Louis sweetly asks. I smile, and nod, gesturing to my empty tea cup. Today's the big day, and he's jumping from his seat. His shit eating grin says my-mom-is-getting-married-and-for-once-I-couldn't-be-happier.

Jay is very sweet. Over the course of time, Louis was invited to dinner with the soon to be wedded parents. Of course I accompanied Louis as his date. I wonder why Zayn didn't come. I'll have to ask him.

It's been weeks since I'd last spoken to Harry. All I have left to remember the CEO is the first edition copy of my favorite novel. I have reread the tale countless times since.

As Lou is pouring the tea my mind further wanders to the unrealistic looking CEO whose captured my heart.

Constant thoughts of the kiss ruled my head. His lips were pure. Unlike him. That kiss was satanic. The way his tongue would stroke my upper lip after I released his bottom lip from between my mouth. Needless to say he knew how to lip lock.

The welcomed assault was mind boggling. He only kissed me.

I'm reminded of the overly noticable bulge in the front of his jeans. Surely he can't be that big. But he was. I felt it when he grinded his hips. Was he really that huge?

Even after all these questions pass my mind unanswered, one still remains.

Why did he stop? Twice.

"Addie!"

"What?" I ask cluelessly. Was he talking this entire time?

"I said, do you want to go get dressed? I will heat up the curling iron, and get out your hair dryer. Your dress is laying on the bed." A cup of tea is set in front of me.

I gave him an appreciative smile. I don't know what I would do without him. "Thanks, Lou." I blow him an overegagerated kiss.

He rolls his eyes at me playfully. But reluctantly caught it in his hands like the gentleman he is.