Sorry about the last chapter guys, I was in a bad mood when I wrote that. I'm never that mean and rude, I apologize for my words. AND I'm also so very sorry for the short chapters, I was running out of ideas so I decided to just drag on Anna's birthday until I get some inspiration. So I hope you like the chapters that are coming up, I'm trying my best with juggling studying and well my social life lol.

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• Chapter Twenty Seven •

It was finally Monday which means back to work. I mumbled under my breath as I made my way to the bathroom. I opened the door whilst rubbing my eye with the heel of my palm. I took note of my appearance, well the fit description would be of grown up Anna from Frozen, when she wakes up on the day of the coronation. "Oh morning" I screamed when I saw a man behind me through the mirror and I spun on my heel, my toothbrush in my hand.

"Who are you?" I held up my toothbrush as a sort of weapon "I'm Matt, a friend of Natasha" he held out his hand and upon my not accepting, he retracted his hand to his side "Why are you in my bathroom? How did you get inside the apartment? Why were you so quiet when I walked in? How old are you?" My elder sister mode enabled "Woah, calm down there. I had to take a wee, I got in last night as Natasha let me in, I was actually about to leave when you walked in and you hadn't noticed me standing right there and I'm 20" he answered in one breath

"Well, Nat, you may leave" I gestured towards the door "It's Matt" he corrected and I nodded "Po-tay-toe, Po-tah-toe" I said as he chuckled in response. I turned to face the mirror and I found my cheeks red and my hair all over the place. Matt or whatever his name is, must've thought I'm a freak. I'm absolutely furious, how can Tash let a complete stranger into our apartment in the middle of the night? Didn't you just do that two nights ago? No one asked you, sod off, Harry isn't a stranger. Somehow, this Matt doesn't feel like a stranger though.

I grimaced as I watched my sister feed the blonde haired boy strawberries while he sipped on coffee. I felt my stomach churn at the sight. I've come to know that Matt is more than just a friend to my little sister, he seems nice but that doesn't mean I accept him. He has to prove himself. I don't know how but he has to. I munched on my toast while running my fingers along Storm's fur coated body.

I watched him lift his head, his eyes staring at me, "What's wrong, boy?" I spoke with a full mouth, Storm whined before climbing on my thighs and resting his head on my chest, his nose cold against the skin on my neck. "Aww, I love you too" I kissed his head. After breakfast, I had a shower and began to get ready for work. I decided on flats today, something seems off about today. I have this weird feeling in my chest and it's one of those nagging feelings, it just doesn't want to go away.

Sighing, I made my way to my Mustang and off I was to Styles Inc. I heard my phone beep, I looked over at the handheld device, my eyes widening in the process which made me swerve the car into the next lane. Fuck. I apologised immediately to the other drivers who were driving next to me.

- Arrogant Styles -

Miss Montgomery, get me a cup of coffee. H

I read the message over and over again. Okay, is this his new way of torturing me because I'm not liking it. Oh shut up, you're loving it, I can just tell by the way your body heats up at the mere mention of him. Would you please shut up? Give me a break, I'm new to all of this. That's what you think, missy. Excuse me? Am I seriously having a conversation with my subconscious? I knew this day was going to be weird. Bad weird.

I entered my office floor and stepped towards Harry's, my thoughts had been flooded with Matt's face, he seems oddly familiar. Almost as if I knew him before but the question is, from where? I set Harry's coffee on his table and turned to leave when a clipped voice caught my attention, I spun on my heel at the sound of "Miss Montgomery" I took note of the other employee in the room and I gulped, I knew it was too good to be true. "Yes, Sir?" I questioned, confused.

"I'd appreciate you cover that up, I don't like my employees flaunting their love life in my office" his rude and arrogant voice reached my ears as I followed his sparkling and teasing gaze. The hickey. What if it was a mosquito bite?  "I'm sorry about that Mr Styles, a really annoying mosquito had bitten me" I narrowed my eyes at him, slightly, which went unnoticed by the other employee who took my words as a sign to leave the room. Once the employee had left, Harry pushed himself away from his desk and sauntered towards me, I took a step back, cowering under his piercing gaze.

"I got you good" I heard his smug tone and my head shot up to find a smirk on his face. Arrogant Styles. His hand reached up to my neck as his fingers ghosted over the red spot by my ear and I shivered under his touch. How did I forget to put some concealer on that godforsaken thing? I completely forgot about it. "Who said it was you? Could have been someone else?" I countered, mustering up some courage I stood my height and met his intense gaze.

His eyes lit up and I bit onto my bottom lip, he scoffed "Like who? Cole?" My answer made his eyes darken "Yeah, maybe it was him" before I know it, my back is against the wall and the glass walls are no more transparent. "Don't ever say his name" I furrowed my brows at his deep voice "Why not? He's my friend. I have the right to say his name" I crossed my arms against my chest and I watched as Harry's eyes follow my action before meeting mine.

He leaned in, his lips dangerously close to mine "Because I can make you forget him and his name" his words were soft yet possessive and for some reason made my stomach twist into a knot. My jaw fell slightly at his audacity and like that, his lips came crashing down onto mine, I gasped into his mouth at the feel of his tongue slipping past my parted lips, he tasted of strawberries and cigarettes. I moaned as his tongue tangled with mine, something I tried holding back because I hated the way my body responded to him and his touch.

As if on instinct, my arms went around his neck to hold onto him for support as my knees started to feel like jelly, my chest pressed against his and I bet he could feel the thumping of my heart. Harry's hands went to my waist, squeezing my sides before going around my back, trailing his fingers along my spine then down to my thighs, grabbing onto the back of my legs he hoisted my body up so my legs wrapped around his waist, I squealed into his mouth at the sudden action causing him to chuckle against my lips. His feet directed us to his desk where he placed me down, a moan escaped his throat when I unknowingly tugged onto his unruly curls. His lips moved with mine in perfect unison.

He stood in between my legs, taking full advantage of it Harry pulled my body closer to his. Wandering hands made their way from my hips to my thighs, his touch was slow and sensual. I suddenly felt aroused by that and in response I kissed him back, harder. I stiffened when I felt his fingers move along my inner thigh, not moving at all, just staying there. He hooked his finger under my chin to tilt my head backward, gaining more access so his tongue moved along mine. Why didn't I shove his hand away? My hands that were around his neck moved to his torso, grazing along his pectorals before sliding down to the hem of his shirt, I smirked against his lips. Two can play at this game, Mr Styles. With a bold movement, I slipped my hands under his shirt causing him to suck in a breath. His lips unwavering from my own as he let out a guttural moan into my mouth.

His skin was soft yet hard, the kind of skin you'd want to trace unknown patterns on because of its silky feel. My hands worked their way along his torso feeling a change and I traced the bump realising it's another one of his tattoos that are situated by his rather defined v-line. "You're teasing" he declared against my lips and I giggled "Me? Oh never" I feigned innocence, he only responded by biting onto my lip and tugging onto it before letting go as it bounced back in place. My hands were dangerously close to the zipper on his pants and I looked up at him, his green eyes were dark and glazed over.

"You know I don't have any concealer with me, right?" I gave him a bored look once I took note of my reflection in the bathroom mirror. He stood at the doorway of the attached bathroom, chuckling yet that annoying smirk that riles me up rests on his plump lips "I got you good, again" he walked and stood behind me, staring at me through the mirror as his hands went around my shoulders, fingers touching the base of my neck where a freshly bitten hickey resides. My breathing quickened when he bent forward, his lips coming into contact with my neck causing my head to tilt to the opposite direction giving him more access.

His hands trailing from my shoulders down to my back and around my ribcage, I felt my heart race even further when his hands came to rest at my abdomen, I'm sure it's there but his hands are so large that it looks like he's touching me down there. I straightened my bent figure - as I did so I could get a better look in the mirror - and took a step back so his front is pressed against my back while his lips attacked my neck and I bit my lip from releasing the moan that sat at the base of my throat. I felt him place his sinful lips against the hickey he just gave me before trailing his lips to my ear, whispering "Mine" I hissed when his teeth tugged at my bare earlobe.

"You wanted to know what you do to me, this is what you do to me" his hands placed themselves on my midriff, pulling my body flush against his and I sucked in a breath when my ass made contact with his crotch, a deep chuckle reverberated through his chest, the sensation felt onto my back. His lips were still by my ear as he tilted his head to take a look at me in the mirror. My cheeks were completely red and my plump lips were parted, my hair was disheveled from him running his hands through them. Oh. My. God. What just happened?

Stunned? Surprised? Expected? What are your emotions rn? I'm sorry for the short chapter guys, I'll try and write a proper and better one for the next. Hopefully that would be better than this.

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