"I'm home Aaron!" My voice echoed throughout me and Aaron's small flat as I removed my heels that caused me blisters and kicked them off to the side of our entrance.
The house reeked of marijuana as I heard him laugh from the other room, his giggle making me smile as I approached our guest room full of smoke.
"Oh hey baby!" Aaron exclaimed before coughing and waving his hand to diminish the huge amount of smoke that fulfilled the bedroom. His arm extending and wrapping them around my waist as I sat on the bed next to him as he inhaled another hit of the toxic blunt.
"What were you laughing at?" I asked, my handing waving gracefully through the air. I coughed slightly as I inhaled his smoke by accident.
"This episode of Big Mouth was hilarious, you want a hit?" He asked. My eyebrows furrowed at the bong placed next to him as his eyes focused on the anime in front of him.
"Um no babe, I'm good, are you hungry?" I asked as I pulled away from his grasp and leaned against the door. He nodded simply not even bringing his attention towards me. I shook my head at him watching as he remained stagnant.
He could've asked how my day was.
"Aaron, I know you're having fun but how many times have I told you not to smoke in the guest bedroom, what if people want come over and have to sleep on that very bed"
"Chilllll baby, I got it under control" he said slyly, pulling out a febreeze can spraying the contents erratically.
"Well, I'm gonna make some lunch..you can join me if you'd like, I want to eat with you in the dining table like we used to, we could talk about-"
"Nah babe, I'm good here" Aaron cut me off before pulling his gaze away from mine and onto the tv screen in front of him. I scoffed moving away from the frame of the door and and making my way to the kitchen. He could make his own damn food. I managed to make myself a chicken wrap with a bowl of fruit before pulling out my laptop and placing everything onto the kitchen island ignoring the loud cartoon and coughing from the other room the best I possibly can.
I found myself typing in Harry Styles into the computer, but before I can press search I quickly backspaced every letter in the search engine.
He's married.
I'm engaged.
He's also a dick head.
Chill Olivia, chill.
I pulled out my phone and dialed Florence's number without hesitation.
"Hey girl!" I exclaimed through the phone.
"Hey Liv, how was the case meeting?"
"It was fine, I mean it was just the first step. I just had to tell them everything that had happened in my perspective, the people were nice, and Mr. Styles was hot" I whispered the last part of my sentence as she laughed.
"Girl! What do you mean? What did he look like?"
"He has tattoos everywhere, curly hair, green eyes, dimples and he was so tall!" I whispered excitedly. "But his wife, she's okay I guess, I mean he could do better" I added laughing.
"He sounds like a babe! How's everything with Aaron?"
"He didn't even ask me how my day went" I shook my head, although she couldn't see me, she knew I was upset.
"Total loser, he probably doesn't even remember that you had your meeting today with his high ass" she scoffed. I can tell that she was shaking her head along with me.
Florence and Aaron didn't get along anymore, well ever since he proposed.
He changed a lot after the engagement, he stopped caring about his physical health, stopped working out, stopped eating healthy. He began to smoke everyday and party every single weekend with his friends. He works at a tattoo parlor almost everyday but how can he possibly do a good line of work when he is high all the time? Florence couldn't stand his presence any more, and I didn't blame her.
Ever since his behavior had changed Jackson and Florence stopped coming around our apartment. But unfortunately I didn't have the courage to talk to him about it, I don't want to make him feel bad.
"I can't stand it Flor, he literally doesn't pay attention to me, only in the bedroom" I said. I huffed loudly as I heard Aaron shuffle and walk out of the guest bedroom.
"Dump that loser, I'll do it for you just let me know" she mumbled through the phone as I laughed. "I have to go Flor, love you bye" I rushed as Aaron approached me.
His shirt was off and his sweat shorts hung low against his waist as he stretched his inked arms around me, engulfing me into a hug. He kissed the top of my head as I wrapped my arms around his waist.
"Who's Harry Styles?" He asked looking at the laptop screen. Fuck.
"Uh, my lawyer" I said quickly. I could have sworn I backspaced and deleted his name across the screen. My heart was racing as I reached for the laptop and shut it.
"Oh! Your meetings tomorrow right ? It's always good to look them up before you go, your so smart!" He said looking through the cabinets. Should I tell him that it was today? How could he possibly forgotten?
"Aaron.. the meeting was today? That's why I was gone all morning" I reminded him, his mouth falling into a huge O as I rolled my eyes.
"Oh that's right babe, I was just messing with you" he lied.
"Right" I shrugged and crossed my arms as he opened them and pulled me into his grasp.
"So how was it?"
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Golden / H.S AU
FanfictionOlivia Gold is a golden hair, golden skin, free spirited artist from Arizona. Her life is going nowhere until she meets Harry Styles, an emerald eyed, curly haired man with a passion for law. Olivia takes an instant disliking to Harry and the comba...