keeping up with the y/n's

HARRY BECOMES A LATE NIGHT TALK SHOW HOST

hey guys, quick little authors note before you read! this book is unlike any y'all have read....i swear. each chapter is a different scenario and within each chapter are different y/n's you can be! this may get confusing at times but this book was made to be confusing...and a joke haha. i'll list the different y/n's at the beginning of each chapter! hope y'all enjoy!!

list of y/n'a
naïve intern
copy editor
possible future employee

This chapter is dedicated to watermelonkiwisugar gucciberries jambajuiceshaker goodnightluvs sunflowerhazzababy

enjoy

"I'm actually president of the company, y/n," Harry says as he shows you, the new intern, around the building. "Is that why you applied for this internship?"

"Um no...I-I just wanted a job here, sir," you can't help but stutter.

"If that's all you wanted, then go get me a coffee! Black, like my preference in women." He stands there looking down at you before sending you off with a point.

"Y-Yes, sir." You stutter once again as you rush to the break room to make your new boss coffee. You didn't think that your boss would be this hot when you applied for this internship. His daunting green orbs contrasting with his ink stains that peek through his low cut dress shirt, makes your mind go crazy with fantasies. You wondered what it would be like to trace along the lines of his perfectly toned god-like body.

You gasp in shock when you see that you were too distracted to notice the cup overfilling. You violently grab the paper towels and clean up the mess and throw out the soiled cup. Starting again, you pick up a new cup. This time you make sure to keep your mind from wandering towards the huge strain that his tight pants didn't hide....he was anything but small.

After successfully waiting for the coffee to pour, you end up forgetting how he wanted his coffee and put random shit in it; you're too scared he'll be mad that you were gone for too long.

Harry sees you enter into the room and immediately glares at you; he's a very intimidating man you come to realize. You don't even notice when Harry is snapping his fingers in front of you to get your attention.

"Well for someone who wanted this job, you sure don't pay much attention to it. What's keeping you distracted?" Harry looks at you with annoyance, curiosity, and lust? No, that can't be! I'm just a twenty-three year old, straight out of college, model looking type girl that happens to be his new intern! There's no way he thinks I'm attractive. Wait. What was his question again?

Harry acknowledges your speechlessness. "Y/n, you know I love this tight shirt you have on....did I fail to mention I'm also the CEO of this company?" He waves his arm to the couch along his Late Night host chair, "Come sit."

You attempt to look casual, walking over to the couch but your heart is racing so fast. Instead of looking smooth, you end up tripping on lit rally nothing and spilling the coffee all over Harry's lap: specifically his dick. You end up pulling a Debby Ryan as you look up at him through your thick, long lashes.

Harry clenched his fist and breathes in and out deeply before making intense eye contact with you. "You made the mess, so you clean it up. Lick it up, y/n"

You know you're a hoe, so you drop to your knees with experience. You're about to make your first kitten lick when Harry nudges your face away with your new choke-you mean his ring-cladded hands! He swipes up a bit of the coffee with his index finger and raises it up to your mouth, feeling it out. You suck around his whole finger until your knuckle deep in this bitch! You let his finger out with a pop.