Golden / H.S AU

3.

Harry's Pov.

"You really need to stop smoking, it's making the whole office smell" I scoffed at Susana who was rolling her eyes and tidying up her desk. I coughed at the strong stench of Marble cigars that lingered the small office we were standing in.

My mind wandered on about Olivia Gold who smelled of fresh flowers on a Monday morning. Her golden blonde hair and plump pink lips that had some sort of gloss on them just wrapped around my-

Harry stop.

"Harry" Susana called my name in an almost shouting manner, snapping me out of my trance.

"Olivia Gold is on her way, can you be nice to her this time? She's  actually a really sweet girl" she said. I nodded, but the only way to stop thinking about her precious pink lips on my d- Harry stop, would be to act like I don't like her. I haven't seen her in 2 weeks and she still crosses my mind every so often.

"I'll try Susana, it's really hard to take anything seriously. She's a child"

"Okay and? She needs our help, no one deserves all their hard work going to waste, speaking of the angel, she's down the hall. I'm going to go get her, please behave yourself" She said sternly.

She stood up from her desk and left as I adjusted my suit pants that were now so tight just thinking about Ms. Gold on top of me right now.

Bad Harry, you are so bad.

You have a wife and your expecting.

"Please, take a seat Ms. Gold" I hear my wife's voice peering from outside of the door as Olivia walked in. She wore a short plaided skirt and a button up dress shirt that was tucked in to one another. Her beautiful golden hair fell perfectly over her shoulders and her eyes met mine, our eyes locking for a moment before she sat down.

"Nice to see you again, Mr. Styles"

My heart fluttered at her American accent that pierced through me. 

"Good morning Ms. Gold" was the only thing that could escape my lips along with a nervous cough.

My eyes scanned her small frame as she smiled and laughed with Susana.

"Harry!" My wife called.

I really need to stop doing that.

"Sorry I'm just really tired, I'll be right back hun, I'm going to get a coffee" I said standing up and walking past Olivia who was furrowing her brows at me. I guess she had took my actions in a rude manner but I wasn't trying to be, my pants were just getting tighter, what did they want me to say?

"Sorry, I was just getting hard because I can't keep my eyes off of Olivia, I'm thinking of all the dirty things I would do to her on this very desk" My wife's desk.

As I walked down the hall and greeted Sandra I made my way to the men's room, looking myself into the mirror.

I looked old and I didn't have the glow that I used to have, I knew it was from Susana, who was draining my energy.. I wasn't happy with her. Our marriage changed completely when she let herself go, she spent nights looking over cases and would forget to shower sometimes. She wouldn't come to bed with anymore because she was too busy finding evidence and digging deeper into people's business. I'm glad that she was passionate about our job but so was I, I just didn't forget to take care of myself. She reeked of coffee and cigarettes, unlike Olivia who smelled of flowers and a faint vanilla scent.

She never cleaned the house, she never washed the dishes, she never swept the floors or made dinner. It was me who ended up doing these things constantly and honestly I was getting tired of it because soon we were going to have a baby and I would have to take care of both of them on my own.

I shook my head at myself, not liking what I was seeing in the mirror, this wasn't me. I splashed water across my face before adjusting my pants for the hundredth time and made my way back to our office.

Olivias legs were crossed over one another as she laughed at my wife's stupid stories before I had interrupted them.

"About time" Susana laughed.

Yeah, I was just thinking about how lazy you have gotten over the years.

"Where's your coffee?" Olivia asked staring at me. She had sly smile across her lips as Susana asked me the same thing.

Shit.

"Uh...I totally forgot about it, not that it's any of your business Ms. Gold"

"I was just joking, I'm sorry if I offended you in any way" Olivia said apologizing to me.

Awe. I didn't mean for it to come out that way but I didn't want my wife to suspect anything.

"Harold, what is your problem when it comes to her?" Susana asked before apologizing to Olivia, who sat quietly with her folders pressed tightly against her chest, she held them close as her face turned a crimson shade and she hid her face behind them.

"There's no problem" I said firmly.

"You know what, I think I will come back another time" Olivia stood up shoving her folder into her small backpack and walked out of the office.

"Look what you did" Susana said standing up and shaking her head at me. She smacked my arm before grabbing her purse.

"I'm going to have smoke, I can't even look at you right now"