Beautiful Nightmare: Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 1

*Harry's Point Of View*
His alarm clock rung in his ears causing him to groan in annoyance. He lifted his head off the soft white pillow and squinted over at his alarm clock. 6:30 flashed in neon red until he pressed the off button.

He debated whether or not he should just sleep for another 20 minutes, but soon remembered he had a very important meeting at work today.

He was Harry Styles. He was actually very successful for being a 23 year old and he lived alone in a nice two story house in London.

He stepped out of bed the wooden floor creaked as he stepped into the decent sized bathroom.

He squinted at the square mirror, eyes still adjusting to the bright light, looking at his crazy morning curls. It looked like a brown mop on his head.

He laughed lightly at it and stripped out of his boxers turning the knob to the shower.

When he got out he shook his curls to the right and brushed his teeth. He glanced over at the clock that read 6:45.

"Oh, shit!" He cursed toothpaste still foamy in his mouth. He quickly rinsed and walked to his closet throwing on a nice suit with a black tie.

Although he hated wearing this "monkey suit", he knew he had to to look more professional.

After slipping his shoes on he shuffled over to the bedside table grabbing his phone and laptop.

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"Mr. Styles you're late."
His pesty brunette assistant hollered from across his office just as he entered.

"Can it Laura! I don't have time to listen to you nagging me about something I am fully aware of! I have to get to the meeting!" He growled picking up some papers and walking out in a hurry.

Leaving her with her mouth wide open.

For such a pretty girl she is such a pest. She's like a leech, or the annoying girls at party's that won't ever leave me alone. He thought.

He walked into the meeting sitting down at the head of the rectangular table. Before becoming boss he never knew these tables/meetings really existed. He just thought they were only in movies.

"Sorry I'm late." He panted. Out of breath from all the rushing. "You may resume." He ordered.

All eyes turned to an unfamiliar looking girl.

harry tried to figure out how he didn't notice her in the room before, she looked so out of place with all these middle aged men.

She stood up, allowing him to see her whole body.

She is hot.

"Hello everyone. My name is Ivy Montclair and I am new to this business." She spoke so sweet yet so stern.

Harry eyed her up and down, trying not to seem like a creep staring at her to much. He couldn't help it.

She was tall and pale with blonde wavy hair that cascaded down her shoulders. She wore a white long sleeve button up shirt that made her boobs look huge and a black pencil skirt that emphasized her ass.

Harry did not pay attention to anything she was saying. Instead he just watched her lips and admired their movement.

"Mr.Styles..?" She questioned.

Harry was daydreaming a little too hard...

"Mr.Styles!" She raised her voice this time causing him to jolt back in his seat a little.

Oh my god. Please tell me no one knew I was daydreaming...

"Oh yes, My apologies.. What were you saying uh..Ms.Montclair?" He mumbled, cheeks turning pink from embarrassment.

She gave him a warm smile almost as if to reassure him that she didn't mind his daydreaming while she spoke.

"I was just saying that it was your turn to speak, sir." She smiled lightly.

I gave her a smirk back as I stood to my feet.

"No need to call me sir. Call me Harry or Mr.Styles." Harry realized how much he sounded like an old business man and mentally slapped himself.

"Okay...Mr.Styles" she and everyone else laughed lightly.

Harry forgot about everyone else being here.

She must be a goody goody. Harry thought. No girl would ever call me Mr.Styles instead of Harry. and she wasn't drooling over me like the rest. What the hell? Was I progressively getting ugly or something?

Harry mentally slapped himself a second time.

She probably had a boyfriend, I mean what other reason would there be to her not drooling over my every move.

Well maybe that boyfriend thing will change...
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