The Encounter |H.S|

11

I enter my office the next day with a yawn, flopping down on the chair behind my desk as I await for Harry to burst through my door with orders to give.

I didn't get no sleep this night and I regret it very much, I was exhausted and I had to go to work early, I even considered calling in sick today but I decided against it.

Just as I was expecting, Harry walks inside my office with a frown, slamming some papers on my desk before taking long strides towards the door. "Make me a coffee as soon as possible, also Niall has requested for your help and I handed you the phone numbers of people who might call, don't pick up other calls."

I sigh as soon he leaves, making my way out of my office and walking towards the break room where the coffee machine was. I take the chance to make myself a coffee as well, hearing the people talk about some party that Harry is making. I shake my head, not wanting to hear anything that isn't my business and walk away to Harry's office, knocking three times.

He opens the door and harshly takes his cup of coffee out of my hands, grabbing my wrist and pulling me inside his office. I frown when he seats down behind his desk, gesturing me to sit down in a chair in front of him and I silently do as told. 

He stays quiet for a few seconds, his head in his hands before he looks up at me. "I'm making a party tonight to celebrate my trip to Italy since I didn't think it would be possible, you are invited to go if you want." He states and I raise my eyebrows while slowly nodding. 

"I'll see if I can be there." I say, getting up from my seat but before I can take a step towards the door, I hear a loud crashing sound and I feel a hand on my wrist. I look behind me, seeing Harry bent over the desk, grabbing my wrist while looking up at me and various pens scattered around the floor.

I sit down once again with a frown and he leans back on his chair, slowly breathing in before speaking. "About that call yesterday Evelyn, I am very sorry...it was very unprofessional and–fuck no it wasn't Evelyn, I meant everything I said, okay?!" He says frustratingly and I look down. 

"I also meant what I said, Harry" I mumble, hearing him sigh right after, "you broke my heart Harry."

"Evelyn, I know that and I regret it every single day, what I did was so fucked up and every day I wish I could go back to that day and just stop myself from doing it, but I can't change the past Evelyn." He says and I look at him with my eyebrows pulled low while getting up and he stands up as well.

"You can change the future, Harry." I mutter, walking towards the door but he grabs my hand, turning me around to face him.

"I'm trying" He says in almost a whisper, making me look down as I feel my heartbeat quickening as I notice how close he is, "let me try, please."

"Harry, no. You have a girlfriend and you're proposing soon." I state and he keeps his intense stare on me.

"I don't love her." He says, crossing his arms and I frown while looking at him and crossing my arms as well.

"I don't care." I mumble, gasping when he pushes me against the door and leans his lips closer to my ear.

"Is that so?" He whispers, kissing the place under my ear which makes me shiver slightly and he pulls away, looking down at me with a small smirk.

I push whatever I was feeling away, putting a hand on his chest so he wasn't so close to me. "What you're doing is...wrong." I say as he frowns at me.

"Evelyn…I just want to be back in your life." He mumbles and I felt like crying, but I hold the tears back since I do not want to cry, especially if it is in front of him.

"Then act like it." I state truthfully and open the door, going straight to my office so I could calm down.

I run a hand through my hair stressfuly before walking to Niall's office in a fast pace,  bursting through the door of his office without knocking. "You need help?"

He glances at me with a flustered look, his cheeks rosy and his hair was slightly messy, but I decide to ignore it and focus on the important things. "Y-yeah, I think my e-mail isn't working." He says and I sigh, since this is the third time it happens. 

I quickly help him with his problem and go straight to my office, once again sitting down in my chair and starting to get to work, that is until someone opens my door harshly. 

"I am tired of always being sent here! I am Harry's girlfriend so I shouldn't come here whenever I visit him." Charlotte exclaims and I sigh.

"Those were Mr.Styles' orders we can't change them, if you feel unhappy with these rules please talk to him, not me." I say with a sigh and she rolls her eyes, not even letting me speak to Harry before she gets inside his office.

I roll my eyes at her behaviour and focus on my work once again. I am so tired of having to deal with her every day, she drains me completely until all I want to do is scream into a void of nothingness. 

I wish I was a void of nothingness. 

I laugh at my thoughts before scribbling something down in my journal, a small smile on my lips.

I just have to ignore all of this, or else I'll be very oppressed around here, all I have to do is focus on the good stuff like the extremely fine coffee here, and getting to see Hazel every day when I come home and simply the things that make me content. 

Maybe if I do that this job will be a lot more enjoyable, well at least that's what I hope will happen.

Quite boring pahaha, I hope you're enjoying nonetheless!♡