green {h.s.}

chapter 2

"What can I get for you?" I ask the man standing in front of me. He smiles at me.

"Ill take a medium vanilla iced coffee." he says.

"That'll be $4.36 please." He hands her the money and he continues down the counter. I see from the corner of my eye I see my boss, Jim walk over to me.

"Madelyn, I need you to make a delivery." I looked at him confused for a second.

"Um Jim, we dont make deliveries." I said to him.

"I know that but this one is willing to pay $200 just to have it delivered so just go." he snaps. I take my apron off and pick up the two coffees left on the back counter. I make my way out to my car and open the door without spilling the drinks everywhere but I am able to successfully get everything in the car intact. I look at the address that's on the bag and put it into my phone. Great, its on Wall Street and at this time of day it is going to be impossible to get a spot. I start driving and after a half hour of traffic I finally make it to Wall Street. I find the first spot I see and I have about a 5 minute walk to the building. I finally find it and look up at the hundred story building. It is beautiful and modern. Styles Inc. was plastered on the front of it. I walk up to the guard in front of the building.

"Hi, I..um..am here to deliver coffee for a .Mr. Elliot." The guard stares down at me and mumbles something into his ear piece. He waits for a response before opening the door without saying a word to me. I walk into a big lobby that is completely empty besides a girl in her mid twenties sitting at a bug marble desk in the middle of the enormous room. The floors and walls are black marble with gray couches against the walls. I don't know who is sitting in them because it doesn't look like anyone is ever in here. I walk up to her and she doesnt pick her head up from her computer.

"I am here to drop off coffee for a Mr. Elliot." I say. She doesnt look at me she simply says,

"Take the elevator to your right up to the hundredth floor and ask the receptionist Andrea for directions."

I look to the right past her desk and sure enough there is a black elevator. There are actually four of them. I walk up to them and there is one button in the middle of all of them. I press it and one opens up. I step inside and big shocker it is all black inside as well. Whoever designed this building must be color blind. I press the hundredth floor and it takes me up there surprisingly fast. The doors open and I walk into a small area where Andrea is behind a desk.

"I am here with coffee for a Mr. Elliot." She looks up at me and smiles.

"Head down the hallway on the left and it's the second door on the right." I thank her and make my way over. I open the door and instantly regret not knocking. There are ten men in suits sitting in a conference all looking quite frightened at the man in the front of the room screaming at them about something about stocks. The second he turns around and makes eye contact with me and the room goes quiet.

"You." He says and I take a slight breath in when I realize it's the green eyed man I met.

"Me." I say softly.

"What the hell are you doing here." He asks harshly.

"Coffee." I say being at a loss for words. All of a sudden a man sitting at the table who was playing with his tie and being completely oblivious to everything shoots his head up and squeals.

"Yay!" He gets up and comes over, takes the coffees out of my hands and hands me $250.

"Elliot we are in the middle of an important meeting what the fuck are you doing ordering coffee." The angry curly haired man says.

"Dont be so sassy, I got you one too." He says handing him the coffee and sneering at Elliot. His green eyes landed back on me and I felt the same chill I felt the first time I met him.

"You. Go to the room next door. Ill be there momentarily." I stand there for a second confused. "Go" he says a little more harshly. I make my way out of the room and walk into what looks like an office. It was big and the back wall was completely made of windows. The carpet was a dark grey and there was a huge mahogany desk by the window. I take a seat on the couch that was placed next to the door. It looks as if no one has ever sat on it.

After about five minutes I hear the door click open. He looks down at me with a blank face before closing the door. He directs me with his hand to take a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. He sits down at his desk and stares at me.

"Not to be rude, but is there something I can do for you?" I ask him. He continues the stare and after a moment he speaks.

"Why is it that I keep seeing you?" He asks me.

"I don't know. Coincidences happen all the time." I reply. He gets up and looks out at the city below him.

"Yes they do. But there are millions of people in this city, yet I keep seeing you." He states putting emphasis on "you" and turning around to look at me once more.

"Yes I will admit it is a bit odd, but I guess I am not seeing where you are going with this." I answer honestly.

"I want to see you again." He says and I am instantly confused. He reaches to grab a card off of his desk and a pen. He hands them both to me. "Write your number on the back of that." He states. I look at the card and it says, Harry Styles, CEO, on it. Why would a hot CEO like him wan to see me? I write my number down and look back up to him. "And what do they call you princess?"

"M-Madelyn" I say timidly. He smirks.

"Well Madelyn, when I call, you answer." I look up at him and nod. "I can tell we are going to get to know each other very well."