Worked

Chapter 5

HARRY'S POV

        My shoulder slighty brushed hers as we walked together to the elevator, I swear electrictity shot through my arm straight to my dick. Holy Fuck what is she doing to me? I press the down button waiting patiently waiting for the heavy set steal doors to open.

" You did amazing job today Ms. Richards." I say after I had grown tired of the awkward silence between us.

" Thank Mr. Styles I think I definitely will enjoy working here, thank you again for letting me have this job." Arianna says with a smile on her face that shows her bright white teeth.

I couldn't help but to look at her lips a little longer wanting so desperately to crash my lips to her ever so plump ones. Then a idea came into my mind.

" Why don't you join me for dinner Ms.Richards?" I ask hoping she will agree.

" I would love to but I don't want to a bother. " she says with a light tint to her cheeks.

" Oh, never its on me please join me." I say almost begging what the hell Harry Styles doesn't beg he surley doesn't beg for a girl. Well she's hot and you want to fuck her till you can't see straight my subconcious kicks in.

" Well if you insist. " she finally spoke after a short amount of time.

" Lovely lets go then." I say while putting my hand on her lower back guiding her out of the elevator.

We walk a short ways to my Range Rover that is parked in its normal spot. I open the passenger door letting her slip inside the expensive car. I close the door behind her and jog to the other side feeling extremely jittery about going to dinner with Arianna, but it wasn't nerves it was pure drive to have her wrapped up in my sheets sweaty and panting asking for round two.

Lego house by Ed Sheeran plays softly throught the speakers of the car.

" I love this song." Arianna says quitely. How can she be hot as fuck and be so fucking innocent girls who have looks like hers are total sluts and would sleep with me in a instant, but not her she is shy and doesn't like to show to much of her skin. She it truly going to be the death of me if i can't have her.

We finally make it to the resturant and I tell the hostess who has bleach blonde hair and is tanned to a little to crispy brown her make up caked up all over her face thinking it makes her look sexy when it is the total opposite and makes her look like a overly happy clown. She realizes who I am and immediately beings to flirt with me by puffing out her B cups chest and winking with her fake eyelashes, I can't help but to cringe at her fakness, when Arianna has a chest that has to be a double D and it they are hidden  away from me and the rest of the world.

What also makes me so sexually attracted to her to such a high level is because she doesn't cake her face with that nasty shit they call make up. God I need to fuck her.