The Styles company

Chapter 10

I was in a state of confusion, being Mr.Styles assistant for the day was not what I had in mind.

And is Alexandra really that sick of me where she feels the need to take a break?

"Alright, let's go, the driver is already here." He says with a smile on his face

We walked out to the car and both got into the backseat, at first the car ride was really silent and somewhat awkward.

I mean can you blame me, what do you say to your boss that's not work-related?

"So, I hear your brother is modeling for Louis Vuitton this week?" Mr.Styles finally says breaking a silence so awkward it could cut you.

"Yeah, he is," I say with a big smile on my face. I love being proud of my sibling's achievements.

"Wait...how do you know who my brother is?" I said after analyzing what he had said

"I know everyone love," he says with a smirk on his face.

"And I can't be in this industry and not know who your family is," He said while intensely staring at me.

"Ahh yes my family," I say

Everything always goes back to my family.

"Why do you say it like that?" he asked with a confused look on his face.

"I don't know, it's just I'm always going to live in their shadow."

"That's not exactly a bad thing. Your family is well known throughout this industry not to mention they have an incredible reputation for doing clean business. I have looked up Hallowell's for years" He said

I was so shocked when he said that. A man as successful and wealthy as Mr.Styles looks up to my family.

"I don't know what to say, I didn't really expect that coming from you," I say with a really intrigued look on my face. "I guess I just want to achieve something that is my own and not because of their success."

"I understand that. I just admire the way they do business, organized, strategic, and clean. In today's world, it's hard to find people who don't partake in dirty business."

As I was about to answer the car pulled up to the Soho Gucci store. We get out and walk inside.

We walk towards one of the associates and he says "I'm here for a fitting with Alessandro Michele."

"Oh yes, Mr.Styles right this way." She takes us to the back where the private clients go.

"Harry, wow you look even more handsome than usual." Alessandro Michele says as he walks out from behind the curtain.

"Alessandro it's always a pleasure." Harry greets him with a hug.

"This must be your girlfriend," Alessandro says referring to me.

"Oh, God no" I quickly say awkwardly glancing back and forth between Harry and Alessandro who now looks slightly confused. The look on Harry's face quickly changes after my response "I'm just his assistant." I say with an awkward smile "for... the day." I add

Alessandro smiles and says "well whatever you are, welcome to Gucci. I'm Alessandro Michele." he says while extending his hand for a handshake.

"And your name?" he says

"Oh right, sorry, Annabella Hallowel." I say. Oh gosh, why I am so awkward.

"Hallowel" Alessandro says with a questioning look on his face "you won't happen to be Florence Hallowell's daughter?" He asks

"Yes, I am actually," I say with a smile on my face.

"Whoa you've grown up, tell her my team has been trying to reach her for weeks." He says

"Sure thing, I can just text her she's been really busy with work these days."

"Well of course with Milan fashion week coming up," he says with an understanding look

"Now Harry, what kind of suit are you looking for?" Alessandro asked as they walked behind the curtain and I was left alone.

I waited until Mr.Styles was done and we both walked out of Gucci.

His attitude had completely changed, how can someone go from complimenting my family to not even looking or talking to me anymore.

The car ride was unbelievably silent, Mr.Styles just sat quietly and stared out the window. I couldn't help just staring at him a little, his demeanor, his face structure and he actually smelled really nice.

"Is there something you need?" his voice startles me out of my thoughts.

"Umm sorry?" I managed to gather myself together and say

"I can feel your eyes burning into the back of my neck," he says while turning his head away from the window to face me,

"Oh sorry" I whispered.

He stares at me with severe intensity for about 3 seconds and turns his head towards the window.

We get back into the office and I silently follow him up to his office.

He sits at his desk and begins to text on his phone while I stand there awkwardly.

I finally ask "Mr.Styles, is there anything else you want me to assist you with?" I may be wrong but I thought that was a pretty reasonable question.

"Oh, God no," He says while staring at me with cold piercing green eyes.

I don't understand, did I make him mad? What did I do that was so wrong?

"Go to Alexandra, and get Mia back here." He says with no explanation while continuing to type on his phone.

I walk out of his office completely speechless. I just don't understand. Not only did Alexandra get tired of me working with her, I managed to irritate the boss of the company.