Spicy Onceler x Reader

Calls and Catastrophes

Y/N POV

Every few seconds I glanced up at the clock, It wouldn't hurt to call him, I already told him I would. I try to convince myself, but Oncey told me not to. My mind kept fumbling over whether or not to call Harry.
It would be rude not to, Oncey told me not to and he said it for a reason, it's not every day that you meet Harry, I haven't been to a party since I got this job, a break would be fun.

"(Y/N)," I looked up to see a new worker standing in front of me, I think her name was Willow, "The Onceler wanted me to tell you that you can go on your break."
Willow smiled widely and I couldn't help but blush. She wore pink lip gloss that matched the pink tips of her otherwise blonde hair. Her makeup was done so perfectly and her sapphire blue eyes were stunning.
I realized I was staring and nervously fiddled with my hair.
"Oh um thanks," I blurted out, "Hey Willow would you like to go to a party with me?"

"I would love to! Here's my number, just text me the information darlin'," she smiles at me and tucks a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. I insert her number into my phone and wave to her goodbye.

I walk outside and find a bench near the building and stare at Harry's contact, I take a breath and press call.

"Hey, Harry? I'm going to the party!"

I hear Harry's breathy voice through the call, "That's great, love. The party is at 7 pm, Jackson Wang's mansion,"

I smile. "Oh and Harry?"

"Yes love?"

"Can I bring someone to the party?"

Harry Styles POV

"Can I bring someone to the party?" Y/N asked me. I stood there, clutching my phone, she couldn't be talking about The Onceler?

"Who are you thinking about bringing?" I question her.

"One of my co-workers, Willow." I could feel her smile through the phone. I let out a sigh, I wouldn't want the party to be ruined by Onceler.

"Sure, you could bring her, Y/N~" I let out a small chuckle, I can't believe I was worried about him.

"Ok, well I'll be going now. Thanks, Harry! Bye," Y/N chirpped as she ended the call. The Onceler said that Y/N's his, but she doesn't belong to anyone. It would be a real shame if she chose me over that cocky bastard.

Y/N POV

My smile lingered for a couple of seconds until I realized that I had never actually been to a party. I wasn't like the other girls who spent all their time partying and whatnot. I was Y/N, quiet, and introverted uwu. Unfortunately, I didn't have time to keep thinking, I had work.

As I walked back to my office I fiddled with my hair.

"It's cute when you do that,"

I jumped.
"Oncey!"

"Y/N, you can't just call me that when we're at work,"

"Ah. I'm sorry Mr.Onceler Sir," I said sarcastically, "I forgot that you can flirt with me at work, but how dare I call you Oncey,"

"You need to learn to respect my authority."

"I full-heartedly respect your authority," I said, going to sit down at my desk, "I just won't let you control me,"

"Hmm," The Oncler said, following me, "alright then, what do you say we go on a date later? Around seven?"

"I'm actually busy, sorry,"