Mr Bossy ft Harry Styles [ON HOLD]

1. Job Search

Eliza's POV

Moving to New York was a big change. When you have lived in New Jersey for 18 years it's a drastic change. Now, I moved here a year ago, but I'm still not used to New York. The reason I moved is mainly because I had such a though relationship with my parents. I swear we needed space because now we have a way better relationship than 3 years ago. I just finished high school and I'm starting with online classes for designing. The reason I chose the online classes was just that now I can do it whenever I have time. 

"Bitch, get the fuck up. We're going to search some jobs for your broke ass." My best friend yells at me. I've known Britt for a couple of years now. She moved away because her dad got a job offer in New York and her dad was being a bitch and accepted the offer. So I hadn't seen her for 3 years until I moved here. 

Since I was busy with school I didn't have the time to work, but since I'm free I do have the time. "Alright, I'm coming you bitch. Why again can't you fix me a job at yours?" I whine. The only thing I don't know about Britt is where she works. I only know that she is getting paid very well. "I can't because my boss hates us all. The only thing I can do is bring you along so you can see where I work" She offered. My eyes are wide open at her suggestion. "Then what are we waiting for?" I exclaim.

So after 10 minutes of me getting out of my bed, we made it to the kitchen. "When do you have to be at work?" She chuckles and responds "In 30 minutes, and it's a 10-minute drive from here." I gasp at her tone and race upstairs. I grab wide, black pants, a white blouse, and a black blazer. Like a businesswoman. Stylish but neat you know? I grab my purse with everything I need in it and I yell at Britt that we can go now. "I must warn you though, our boss is known for being a pain in the arse. He is so rude and fires everyone that's not doing what he wants." Britt quietly explains to me. "Okay, is it safe for me to join you. Don't want you in trouble, just because I need a job." I say, super concerned about her job now. "It's fine El, it's going to be okay.

"Cause you're hotter than hell"  We both sing at the top of our lungs. After a while she nudges me and I follow her gaze. "Are you kidding me, you work at the most important fashion company in the fucking world and you didn't tell me? Wauw." I say to her kind of mad. She knows it was always my dream to work hear, but I indeed heard the boss is an asshole. I want a workplace where my boss is a bit nicer than Styles. But since nobody at the big company wants me, I'll have to accept an intern offer soon. "I'm sorry babe." Is all she says. 

Once we are inside the building I look around. It's so white and sterile. And when you look at the designer's table it's one big colorful mess. It's so gorgeous and I know that I'll start wandering soon. "It's so pretty, o my god" I tell Britt. She grabs my hand and leads me to the lift. Once we are on her floor she leads me to her office. That bitch has her own office like how? "Okay, I'm going to grab us some coffee and you can browse for some jobs okay?" She tells me. 

"Evans, where are my designs?" A voice yells. "You're not Evans." The voice is stating the obvious when he walks in. "Eliza, I have yo-" Britt trails of her sentence. "Mister Styles. The designs. I have them on my table for you." She says in a business voice. "Miss Evans, what on earth are you doing?" Styles says. "Cut the crap Harry, you damn well know that I'm not going to appreciate this crap from you right now." Britt snaps. "Don't u dare use that voice on me, Britt." She rolls her eyes and laughs. She just gives him a weird hand motion, to say to him he needs to fuck off. 

"That my love, was my boss." Britt states the obvious. "Why are all of you stating the fucking obvious. I figured that out when he came in, storming I might add, and said 'Evans, where are my designs?' I'm not that dumb hun." I say to her. "You told me he was so mean and rude but just now he was so nice to you. What on earth happened?" I ask. "Long story El, long story. You don't even want to know." She responds back. "Fine." I say. 

I pull out my laptop and start searching for available spots in the fashion industry. I sip some of my coffee and search some more. Apparently job searching is making you tired. And then I just found a spot. Amazing. "Britt, I've found something!" I exclaim. She didn't respond and I see she has her earphones in. I don't think I ever got so happy about a job. I started typing straight away and just when I could hit send a voice behind me said "Working for the competition huh?" I turn around and a soft gasp leaves my mouth. I nod and turn around again, but before I could hit send again, a hand closed my laptop. "Damn it, why did you do that?" I whine and a chuckle leaves his mouth. "Because like I said. You are applying for a job, for my competitors, in my building. Don't you think that's a bit weird?" He asks with a tensed jaw. His voice got a bit of an angry sound in it, but I can't quite place it. I look around hoping that Britt helps me out but she is so focused she doesn't even realize her boss is here.

"First of all, since I don't work here, I can apply wherever and whenever I want. Second of all, what the hell are you doing, being all bossy about me." I shot back. His jaw tensed even more and I actually liked it. "You don't talk to me like that at all. Whether you work here or not. I do not tolerate the tone you spoke." He growls. Gosh, I don't even work for him or even know him but I like making him mad. "Okay, and your point is?" I ask him. By now he stands next to me. He turns me around in the chair so I'm now facing him. He puts his hands on the side of my chair so he is on the same eye level as I am. "Don't even try to make me mad young lady. I'm already pissed off and you are just doing things that makes me even more snappy. It's a shame you don't work here. I would've loved to fire your ass." He spat. I chuckle loudly. "You think I want to work for such an ass of a boss? Then you're so wrong. I would never ever work a guy like you." I spat back. He glared at me for a few more seconds and walked away. I'll never join Britt again here. What an asshole. 

Now he's gone I opened up my laptop again and typed it all over again. I applied and I never felt better. I close it again and I write a note saying I'm walking around the town, and leave it where Britt can see it. This place is so suffocating, it's not healthy at all.