Harry Styles

Yes, Mr. Styles (au)

 I work in a big beautiful building on the 16th floor where the CEO has his office, my office and a couple conference rooms. For the most part it's just me and Mr. Styles on this floor. He's a very private man and doesn't like to be unnecessarily disturbed by simple things his business partner can take care of. After all that was what he was there for. 

I just got here about 10 minutes ago and brought the boss his favorite coffee, he seemed pleasantly surprised. He has a meeting today and I know he gets himself all worked up before each meeting, hence the coffee. Mr. Styles isn't one of those bosses that easily gets pissed off, nor was he the type that fucked his PAs. He never mixes business with pleasure, which was part of why I wanted this job. I'm not saying that I'm not attracted to him; he's drop dead gorgeous. I just like to know that I have this job because I'm good at it, not because he wants to fuck me.

"Y/n, can you come into my office for a second?" He asks through the speaker.

I immediately get up and go to his office knocking twice before entering. 

"What can I do for you?" He's standing in front of his desk with a tie in each hand. 

"I have a meeting at nine, which one do you think would look better with this suit?" 

"The pink definitely looks best, gives it that pop."

"Thank you love, I knew there was a reason I hired you." He winks and starts to put his tie on. 

Before I turn to walk out he looks at me, "Can you help? You know I suck at this." He sticks his bottom lip out to pout like a baby. 

I raise an eyebrow at him, "Really? You're going to pout?" He let's out a laugh as I walk toward him. "Give me the damn tie." 

I take the tie and put it around his neck pretending I'm going to choke him with it. "You're a pain in my ass Styles." As I go to tie his tie I realize his shirt is still unbuttoned. "Are you going to finish buttoning  your shirt first or are you going to wear it like that with a tie?"

He looks down and smirks, "Well since you're here, you might as well button my shirt the rest of the way while you're at it." Then gives me a wink.

"Are you trying to flirt with me Mr. Styles?"

He looks into my eyes, "How many times do I have to tell you to call me Harry? You are my PA, we are equals here." He rolls his eyes at me. "Besides, what if I am flirting with you? Would that be so bad?"

I look into his green eyes while holding his shirt to button it, "I call you Mr. Styles because I know it irritates you and I need to get some kind of amusement." I begin to button his shirt and he grabs my hands.

"You didn't answer me y/n. Would it be so bad if I was flirting with you?" 

"I guess I never really thought about it."  I lie, "Were you flirting?"

We look at each other for a few seconds before he leans down wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me into him and kissing me. I'm in a bit of shock, but quickly recover and kiss him back with my hands clutching his shirt, pulling him into me.  His tongue makes its way into my mouth and our kiss deepens. His lips taste sweet and his tongue tastes like coffee. And damn does he smell good. I know he smells good all the time, but I've never been this close to him before. I could get high from his taste and scent.

I pull away from him, "What was that about Styles?" I begin to button his shirt, but he stops me again.

"I'm not sure. Just felt right at the moment." he smiles and we both laugh.

"Okay boss. Anything I can do for you before the meeting?" 

Harry gets a mischievous look in his eyes, "I can think of something. Not too sure you're up for it though."