Pie Charts, Coffee, and a Sexy Assistant (A Marcel and Veronica Fanfic)

Pie Charts, Coffee, and a Sexy Assistant (A Marcel and Veronica Fanfic)

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"The face that captured my heart when she first strutted into this office, as if it was a runway. She knew she was beautiful beyond compare, she knew she had all the guys in this office lusting for her, every last one of the male population in this very office was wrapped around her manicured finger, and she knew it, every female envied her, and she loved it. She just didn't care. She didn't care about what the women would say behind her back, the harsh names they would call her. She didn't care about the fantasies that the men would have the night prior, only to then whisper it to their colleagues. She wasn't the least bit insecure and you could see it just by the way she walked with such confidence, nothing could interfere with her." © Copyright: All rights reserved to DreamWithMeStyles
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© Tomlinsontoes on ao3 Louis is an out of control teen heartthrob, Harry is hired to get him back on track and they both hate each other while they secretly don't. "I'm not your personal assistant you know," Harry says once he gets there and Louis lets him in and he shoves the bag into his hands. "I'm your publicist." "I know that," Louis smiles a devilish grin patting Harry in the middle of his chest as he takes the bag, "but look at you personally assisting me," he says looking in the bag and pulling out the Cheetos. I also know that my PA turns his phone on silent at night, and clearly, you don't. Waiting for a booty call or something?" Louis says turning on his heels and scurrying over to his sofa and plopping down. Harry swears he sees a puff of orange dust soar into the air when Louis opens the bag. He's amazed that couch is as clean as it looks.

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