Golden / H.S AU

4.

Olivia's Pov.

I stood up angrily out of the chair and placed my folders into my bag before storming out of the Styles office.

My heels stomped against the marble floor after hearing my name being called out behind me. The same deep English accent that was talking back to me just a minute ago. I would think Susana would be the one to follow me out but to my surprise it was Mr. Styles.

What the fuck could he possibly want?

"Olivia!"

"Olivia wait!" I can hear Mr. Styles boots chasing after me and hitting against the shiny waxed floor as well as mine.

I finally turned on my heel and stood crossing my arms as he approached me in a panting manner. He really needs to work out.

"I'm going to find a new lawyer, and I'll be out of your way" I snapped.

"No Olivia, you don't have to do that" he replied. I rolled my eyes before walking further to the door but before I can open it he grabbed my wrist. Sandra's eyes were locking on us as I pulled away from his grasp harshly.

"Apparently I have to since every time I speak to you, you have a problem. For a lawyer I would think you would be a bit more professional" I said. I was proud of myself for finally sticking up to him. He didn't intimidate me, until now.

When his green eyes locked perfectly with mine and his face approximately two centimeters close.

When his tattooed veiny hands caressed my arm and he licked his lips profusely.

My heart fluttered as I pulled away motionless.

"Excuse me, is there a problem?" Sandra stated. Her eyes looked up from her desk onto me and Mr. Styles. This must look so bad, especially to her.

"If there are any issues, I apologize Ms. Gold. We can switch lawyers if that can fix the sit-"

"That wouldn't be necessary Sandra" Mr. Styles said boldly. She looked down at her computer in confusion before minding her own business, but as a nosy woman myself I knew she was still listening.

"I should really go Mr. Styles, I apologize for any miscommunications but I will be finding another lawyer, so Sandra it would be necessary" I snapped before her eyes shot back at mine. Her face flushed red as Harry's jaw dropped open.

I shook my head at him before walking away, but again Harry had to speak up.

"No Sandra, it wouldn't be necessary. Susana really wants this case"

"But if Olivia's uncomfortable then I must-"

"Sandra" he snapped. His eyes glaring at me before I mouthed a small "thank you" to her. I honestly felt bad for her, she seemed like a really sweet girl. But of course, Harry always has a say if her job is on the line.

He walked away and as he turned the corner I decided to meet Sandra at her desk.

"Thank you for trying" I pleaded as she looked up at me.

"Of course, I always try to do my job the best I can" she said nicely. She flipped her blonde hair before taking a sip of her coffee.

"You know what, why don't you come to this party I'm having tonight, you need a break" I said.

"Oh I shouldn't intrude-"

"Trust me, you won't be. Florence and I need more company anyway. You would love each other" I said almost cutting her off.

She hesitated before letting out a small hum.

"Fine" she said. I grabbed a pen and wrote my number down on a sticky note and handed it to her. She smiled to herself as Susana walked by.

"Olivia, I'd thought you be gone by now" Susana huffed out. Her breath smelling like a strong scent of cigarettes. Gross.

"Olivia was just telling me about a party she was having!" Sandra said aloud. My eyes widened at her as she looked down and drank another sip of coffee.

I know who not to tell my secrets to.

"Oh wow, sounds like fun. Me and Harry need a night out" Susana said.

Did she really just invite herself?

"Wouldn't it be a bit unprofessional to party with my lawyer?" I asked. I tried to sound as nice as possible but it kinda came out in a disrespectful tone.

"Oh not at all, we'll be there!" She exclaimed before walking off around the corner and back into her office. Her heels slamming against the floor again.

She totally invited herself, I can't even fathom how much of a mess this will be. Great Sandra, great.

"Sandra, I-, just call me and I'll send the address okay?" I asked sighing. This was a bummer and she could tell I wasn't having it.

"Of course, see you tonight" she finished.

I walked out of the firm and to my car in disbelief.

That totally just happened, I'm going to have a party with my 27 year old lawyers; meanwhile all my friends are no older than 21. Now how am I going to about this ?