Excuse me, Mr Styles but that's illegal.

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• Chapter Fifty Four •

"Harry, I tried to sto-" Gemma was cut off by a somewhat familiar voice "Good day, everyone." I felt Harry stiffen beside me and I placed my hand to his thigh. He ignored my touch and stood to his feet, eyebrows furrowed forming a crease on his forehead as his jaw clenched "I thought I told you to leave" He spoke in a harsh tone. The social worker stood tall, meeting Harry's hardened gaze once again and a scarlet outlined smile was held to her face "And I thought I told you that nothing will stop me from doing my job, Mr Styles" She rolled her luggage beside her, letting go of the handle.

The five of us had been sitting in the living room, talking about the most random things ever. Gemma shared a few stories from Harry's childhood, apparently he was a very reserved child, she was the prankster of the family. Tash, however, didn't get a chance to as I glared at her to not say anything but since she listens to Harry more than me, lately, she blabbered about all the embarrassing moments from my teenage days. My cheeks have never been so red in my entire life. Harry found it amusing as he draped an arm around my shoulder, a teasing smirk on his face when he glanced at me from time to time while Tash went on.

The bubbly atmosphere was disrupted by the ringing of the doorbell, Gemma had went to attend to it. We all held a look of confusion to our faces when we heard the slight murmur of an argument by the front door which only revealed Brielle Andrews, the she-devil. "Here is an order by the court which allows me to stay in your house not for an entire week, much to your pleasing, but for the rest of this week. So buckle up, Mr Styles, because for the next three days I will be watching you and your family like a hawk" She said as she held up a page with small font on it.

Noah looked up at the social worker, a frown casted over his adorable features and he crawled towards Harry, pulling at Harry's pants to stand to his feet. "Dada, up" he cried and Harry bent down, picking Noah into his arms. It's like Noah sensed something wrong that he sought comfort in Harry. "So, which is my room?" Brielle clapped her hands together and the rest of us shared a worried glance while Harry glared at the grinning lady. I've never disliked someone so much in my entire life than I do her right now. The little voice in my head piped in and I scoffed, you and me both, sister.

"Who would have thought that I, Natasha Angela Montgomery, would have breakfast with Shawn Mendes? I mean, it's every girl's dream come true" Tash squealed from the seat next to me and I chuckled "Damn, you're lucky to have found Harry, he has such hot friends" I looked at her knowingly with a soft smile then turned my attention to the road again "I am" I said, more to myself. "I'm so envious of Gemma, yet I also love her. Is that possible? She gets to wake up to that hunk of junk every morning" she continued gushing while I laughed at her expense.

I dropped her off at the bar she works at, making sure to pick her up after her shift, after finding out she doesn't have lectures today. I sped through traffic and eventually reached Styles Inc. I parked my car and walked through the reception area, ignoring the whispers that floated around upon my arrival. I smiled at the receptionist like I do every morning, signed my name - like a sort of clock in for a shift. "Is it true you're fucking the boss?" My eyebrows rose in shock at the forward question of the receptionist "I beg your pardon?" I looked at her and felt all the heat in my body rush to my cheeks as my stomach started to twist painfully.

"You heard me" She smirked as her perfecrly shaped eyebrow quirked. "Everyone wants to know," she gestured to the rest of the female staff that stood behind me ", is he amazing in bed like everyone says he is?" She leaned her elbows on the desk, placing her chin to her palm. I stood stunned, I couldn't form a single coherent sentence as my mind went into a haze of embarrassment and the edges of my eyes began to sting harshly. Without answering her, or saying anything at all, I managed to get some feeling into my frozen legs and walked away, blocking out the shrill of laughter behind me.

I reached the office floor, heading straight for the restroom. Leaning over the sink, my back hunched as I felt bile rise in my throat - acidic and distasteful. I took in deep yet shaky breaths, exhaling through my nose, I glanced at myself in the large mirror and found the same 14 year old that had been attacked and bullied a countless number of times. Shaking my head to get rid of those memories from my mind and I stood straight. My ears cleared from the feeling of being underwater as I focused on my surroundings.

The sound of someone sniffing reached my ears and I kept quiet, noticing one of the cubicle doors closed. I turned on my heel and stepped towards the exit, giving whoever was in the cubicle, their privacy. "Oh fuck!" I groaned when I knocked my hand against the doorframe just as I walked out the restroom, clumsy as ever. I rubbed my hand over the other to soothe the bruising that occurred, "Anna?" I heard someone call my name, I turned around noticing a flushed Gemma "Gemma, hey" I smiled gently and frowned at her tear stained face.

Her usual bright and lively eyes had dulled a little, her nose was tinged red and so were her cheeks. The tears shed had made her skin look ashened and dehydrated. She was in the cubicle, crying. She was quick on her feet and faced the mirror, her hair forming a curtain around her face when she realized I had been studying her face. "Gem, what's wrong?" I stepped towards her and she shook her head, washing her hands  "Nothing" I left my bag on the counter next to the sink and placed a comforting hand on her arm, she jumped in response "Talk to me" I added softly.

"Something is wrong, you know you can always talk to me. Did you have a fight with Shawn? With Harry?" She heaved out a sigh while shaking her head, "None of that." Turning to face me, she reached for something in the pocket of her pantsuit. "Do you promise not to tell anyone?" She covered my hand that was on her arm with her free hand and I nodded "Of course, I promise" She took in a deep breath and I furrowed my brows when she retrieved a white stick, I gasped realizing what it was as I looked at her with complete shock. Gemma sobbed, a bout of tears cascaded down her cheeks before she declared in a choked voice, "I'm pregnant."

Filler chapter, soz. I hope you liked it though. Wow CC is nearly at 60K, I'm shook.

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