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Mr Styles {Harry Styles}

He didn't know what it was about her that made her so attractive. Everything was absolutely flawless; her gorgeous sun-kissed melanin skin, her sparkling E/C eyes that held so many emotions, the fact that she was willing to do everything and anything for him. Well, almost anything and everything.

Harry knew that there were certain... limits for their relationship. He knew that they couldn't be involved romantically or physically because she was, after all, only his assistant.

"Mr Styles."

He heard her angelic voice through the intercom on his desk.

"Can I come in?" she asked innocently.

With a small smile he nodded but then realized she couldn't see him and he replied with a yes.

She walked in and smiled happily as soon as she saw him but something seemed a bit off about her. She was wearing a long trench coat and her walk wasn't fast and rushed as usual but rather, slow and sultry.

"Y/N, what did you need?" Harry asked a bit warily.

"Well Mr Styles. I got you your lunch," she said in a lust filled voice.

Harry looked at her and around her as if she was hiding something.

"I don't see any doggy bags or anything."

"Who said anything about doggy bags?" Y/N questioned while taking off her trench coat which revealed a white lingerie set underneath it.

Harry could feel his face getting hotter and his pants getting tighter. He loosened his tie a bit while letting out a deep breath.

"What's wrong, are you nervous Mr Styles?" she asked him in a teasing tone and an adorable pout.

Y/N walked over to Harry, straddled him and began to lightly kiss his neck while Harry moaned.

"Are you enjoying this Mr Styles?" she asked but Harry didn't answer her. "Mr Styles. Mr Styles!"

Harry snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Y/N with wide eyes.

"What?"

Y/N giggled at her boss' obliviousness and he could feel his heart flutter at the sound.

"I asked if I could eat lunch with you. There's enough here for the both of us and I could really use the break," Y/N told him with a hopeful smile and Harry noticed that she was not wearing a trench coat.

And that's when he realized that their entire encounter was all a part of his imagination.

He blushed and nodded his head. The beautiful woman in front of him beamed with joy before sitting down across from Harry.

"So, how's your day been Mr Styles?" Y/N asked before taking a huge bite from her cheeseburger.

"Y/N, how many time have I..."

"Told you to call me Harry," you both said in unison.

You chuckled slightly before answering him.

"And how many times have I told you that I will never do that? It's really unprofessional. What if someone were to hear us? What would they say?"

"Nothing if they care about their job," Harry joked while you laughed.

You shook your head at him and wagged your finger like a stern mother with her child.

"No, no Mr Styles. I won't call you Harry," you said trying to be serious but you couldn't your wide smile from reaching you.

"Well then how about you call me tonight?" Harry asked, half playful, half serious.

You immediately stopped what you were doing and stared at him with wife eyes. When you didn't reply Harry thought he had done or said something wrong. He was about to take back his statement before you spoke up.

"Mr Styles, if I refuse to call you Harry because of how unprofessional it is then what makes you think that I will go on a date with you?"

Harry felt his heart slowly break with those words. You scoffed harshly before getting up and walking to his door. You quickly opened it before checking if anyone was outside and when you saw that no one was you closed it and speed walked to where Harry was sitting.

You leaned down to his ear and began whispering.

"Sorry about the harshness Mr Styles but I thought that someone might hear us and snitch," you reassured him before continuing. "I would actually really love to go on a date with you. You're so sweet and funny and cute and just all around amazing."

Harry smiled and blushed at the words he was hearing from his crush.

"I get off at 5 so you can come pick me up at 7. I heard that there was a really nice movie out in theatres and I'd really like to see it with you."

You kissed his cheek and skipped out of the room, leaving Harry behind with an adorable goofy grin on his face.