Mozzafiato

Mr. Styles

Tuesday.

6 pm.

  Saying goodnight to everyone still at the office, I slip out of the work area in hopes to prep for my night early. The second I open my door I'm making a mental schedule for tonight and first things first, a bath. The warm water would calm the butterflies I cursed as they rose in my belly. 

 Do I go casual? Casual-sexy? Casual-Business? Giving up I call Charlotte, hoping the seasoned vet would be some help. I don't want him to think he's important enough for something sexy but I want to make myself look better than him. Charlotte was a married woman, so she has to know something when it comes to this type of problem. Within two rings, her cheery voice comes over the phone. 

 "Aren't you supposed to be getting ready?" Char answers, I can practically see her giddy with excitement. "Will you come help? I don't know what to wear." I reply, sounding defeated as I stare at the clothes thrown all over my walk-in closet while I chew on my thumb. "Of course! I'll be over in 2 minutes. Is it okay if I bring lily?" The mention of my goddaughter instantly lifts my mood. "Yes, please! I need my baby fix" I practically squeal with excitement and hang up, waiting for my actual savior.

 Not too long after Charlotte shows up, baby carrier and a determined look in tow. A squeal erupts from my closet, causing elk and me to jump. "This is perfect!! You'll look hot as fuck, but like he can take you home to his mother in the morning" Charlotte emerges from the closet holding a slightly lingerie-like black bodysuit and a leather skirt with my black Kate Spade clutch and heels. "Perfect, it's not too slutty but it's sexy, just enough to put him off" I agree with a nod.

After setting some large curls and adding jewelry, it's about time to leave. Charlotte left a few minutes prior, leaving me alone to pull myself together. A swipe of lipgloss later, a ding from my phone indicates it's time to leave. 

After hopping in the car and giving Sebastian the address, I was officially on my way. There was no backing out now, unless I wanted to throw myself out of a moving car. Pulling up to the restaurant, I slide out of my seat, fixing my dress and taking a deep breath. 

"You've got this girl, I expect to be your man of honor" Sebastian jokes with a wink. Making my way In, I scan the area, worried when I don't see the curly mop of my date. Contemplating going home and licking my wounds, a strong arm slides around my waist. The action makes me whip around ready to throw hands with the creep whose hand was on me. 

"Calm down gorgeous, it's just me" the tall brunette giggles, stepping back in case I started swinging. His tall body was clad in an expensive looking suit, dark chocolate covered locks hanging by his shoulders. "Hello" I say composing myself, the last thing I wanted was to look weak. Veronica Fitz did not get weak, especially over a guy like Harry. Even if he was a gorgeous specimen of a brit. I would gladly accept an invitation for tea in his parlor. 

10:30 pm

Laughing at one of Harrys obnoxious jokes, we're interrupted by our server. "Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt, but we're closing soon" the small girl exclaims before leaving. Tearing my eyes away from curly for the first time that night, I look around, realizing we were alone. "We better get going, I have a busy day tomorrow," I say, looking at the curly boy peering at me over his second glass of scotch on the rocks. Getting up from our table, we make our way to the door, Harry's arm snaking around my waist as I shoot him a look. 

"You know, you're not as scary as you think, babes." He whispers as we walk past the swooning waitresses, causing a shiver to run down my spine, earning a chuckle from him. My eyes were on the small girl, suppressing the slow burn of jealousy I felt. Walking down the front of the restaurant in search of Sebastian, I'm pulled back by the very annoying lawyer. 

"I talked to your driver, I'm bringing you home," he says, leading me to his range rover. "I could've gotten myself home just fine with Sebastian" I say, trying to ignore that his hand was still on my arm. "Do you have to be so difficult?" He growls, rolling those emerald eyes I've been staring at all night at me. "I'm not difficult! I don't yet know what tricks you have up your sleeve, Styles" I say confidently, climbing into the car. Shaking his head with a smile, Harry roars the engine to life and takes off in the direction of my apartment.

Chatting as we walk to my elevator, I face the forest his eyes held once more.They remind me of the pine trees at my family's cabin on the lake we visit on holidays. They're... comforting? Snapping out of my gaze as we reach the elevator, I smile. 

"Well, thank you for tonight. I enjoyed myself" I say, leaning over to press the UP button. "Let's do it again, babes," he says, leaning over and placing a kiss on my cheek, sending a chill up my spine. Turning away and getting on the elevator, leaning against the wall, I smile at the tall man, slinking his way to the rang rover running out front. Making my way into my apartment, I slip off my heels while sending Zoe and Charlotte a text about the night knowing if I didn't, I wouldn't hear the end of it. 

I grab a glass of wine before I head into my room with Elk, ready to tackle the mess in my closet. 

Proudly staring at my now clean closet, I take a sip of my wine, making my way to my bed and grabbing my phone that has been left dormant on my bedside table since I started in my closet. Notifications lighting up my screen was 8 texts from Zoe, 4 from Charlotte and 1 from my mother. 

That looked like a hot mess reserved for tomorrows Veronica.