(a little on the shorter side)

recap: niall and harry fought over the fact that harry forgot he took niall's virginity and they made up last chapter; this is before they leave for new york. also, louis may or may not like zayn.

chapter fourteen

N.J.H.
Los Angeles holds a lot of memories for the four of us now, and leaving is probably the last thing on my internal check list I want to mark off as 'complete'. When Louis and I were packing earlier, I could sense his disappointment.

"I'm going to fucking miss it here," he had said as we were waiting in the lobby for the car to pull up. Harry and Zayn are taking a separate car, which disappoints the both of us.

"There's so many things that happened here for the both of us..." I had muttered.

"You being fucked, me..."

"You maybe getting back into the dating game?" He'd nodded and I'd shaken his shoulder, happy for my friend. A lobby attendant called us over and we picked up our bags, preparing to leave.

I never knew that trip to LA would be my last couple days of uninterrupted peace.

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I got two days off of work before I had to return (courtesy of Harry) so I spent those two days sleeping the hours away. Frankly I was pretty exhausted from the trip itself; I barely got any sleep. The Monday I'm supposed to return to work comes by quickly and waking up the next morning is a pain for me.

A pair of black jeans (yeah the tight ones) and a nice short sleeve button down are what I wear to work today. It's my last week before I start working at home and it only seems reasonable that I start the week presentable. Louis is asleep in his room, since he gave himself a week off. i leave a note on his counter, knowing he won't even move from bed until about one in the afternoon.

As I'm driving to work, the wave of glee and overwhelming school-girl crushing returns as I wonder what is to come with a regular day of work with him. Will he kiss me? Will he even look at me? What if he feels different after the virginity abduction?

I physically shake my doubts out of my mind, not wanting to stress myself out. The turn into the studios comes up quickly and I pull in. The cold nips at my skin as I open the door and I shiver, longing for my weeks inside.

I greet all my co-workers as I walk by them in the lobby, stepping into the elevator and pressing the glowing '48' on the button panel. The door shuts and I lean against the elevator wall, my mind remembering how he pinned me against the wall and kissed me back in Los Angeles.

I breathe in and out, my thoughts becoming more intense as seconds pass. I feel myself already become antsy as the door dings before opening.

I receive more greetings as I advance to my desk, placing my things down hastily just as my anticipation to see Harry increases.

"Mr. Horan what should we do about all these deadlines?" My assistant asks as I run a hand through my hair, already feeling the stress levels rise.

"I'm taking my outdoor leave soon," I say, "So we can probably finish before this week. Tell everyone we've got to step it up if we want to be on time. I know Ha--Mr. Styles is already stressed about it already."

He nods and walks away, leaving me with an open window to visit Harry in his office. I fix my hair for the sixteenth time and straighten my button down shirt. I almost pop open the button on my jeans but I don't, because god I'm not looking to be fucked every day.

I open the door and let myself into his office, my pulse beating rapidly. I see a corner of his unruly curly hair and my heart stops from cardiac arrest, until I see a blonde girl with way too much cleavage showing sitting at the head of his desk.

Her blonde hair flows as she strings her hand through it flirtatiously. Her legs are crossed and I can see her slowly inching the hem of her dress up her thighs with her fingertips, therefore letting her lace underwear show. I bite my bottom lip furiously, trying to act professional as she smiles at Harry coquettishly. He's atop his desk, a friendly smile aimed at her as she continues to speak.

"Mr. Styles you're so comical," she sighs, slightly poking her chest out. I see right through her make-up caked face and come to the realization that this girl is sitting in this office thinking she can get Harry to hook up with her.

"Mr. Styles..." I murmur, catching his attention. His face breaks out into a grin and he sits up and strides away from his desk, leaving the blonde bimbo completely alone.

"Hey, what's up? I was just talking to Megan here... she wants to intern."

"Harry," I say, glaring at 'Megan' or whatever her damn name is, "Can I talk to you outside?"

He obeys and I exit his office, shutting the door tightly behind me.

"Where did she even come from?" I ask, "She--"

"She's actually here for an internship," he interrupts me, "Her name is Megan Primm. I was walking around on Broadway--"

"Ninth Avenue?"

"Yeah, she said she was looking for an internship and I was just interviewing her. Y'know Ni, Megan is similar to you when you first came looking apparently. A worker told me that Megan reminded her of you when you first stepped foot in here."

My cheeks burn red as my memory of my first day at Marvel pops up in my mind.

"She is?"

"Yep, it's why you're going to mentor her."

"I'm going to what?" I say, "Harry are you sure you can trust me to mentor her?"

"Why wouldn't I?" he asks, raising his eyebrow. I shrug sheepishly and fold my arms, a tad bit annoyed that Harry has yet to see that this girl is trying to whore around with him. Promptly, I become aware of his long fingers prying between my tightly folded arms, pulling the apart.

"You're wearing my favorite jeans," he whispers, leaning in and biting my lip.

"Was thinking about you this morning," I whine, "I've been missing you."

"I missed you too..." he says, clutching my waist, tickling me. I squeal and wiggle into his chest and I hear his hearty chuckle above me. He tips my chin up with his index finger and his soft lips press onto mine quickly, making it our first kiss since Los Angeles.

"How have I stayed away from you this long..." he mutters, kissing me again. It isn't until I hear a cough that Megan is standing behind us. I ignore her, closing my eyes as Harry's hands shift to my butt, squeezing softly. It seems as if he's too involved with kissing me to notice her, which is fine with me.

"Mr. Styles?"

Harry's lips leave mine and he laughs nervously, apologizing to Megan shyly.

"This is my... friend? Boyfriend? I dunno, we've only started seeing each other, but this is Niall and he'll be your mentor?"

Her face contorts at the mention of my name.

"Niall? You aren't mentoring me sir?"

"Niall is very suitable to mentor you. I'm leaving him to do it because he's also my most trusted employee."

Megan nods and I smile at her, resentment being the only thing hiding behind it. She smiles back, and I already know we won't get along.

"Well," Harry says, "I've got work to do. Hope your first day is great Megan. And you..." He turns to me and smiles lightly, kissing my cheek.

"When your time is up I want to see you in my office."

I nod and he squeezes my hand before disappearing inside his office. We both walk away from the door,

"Doesn't matter if he's gay. Sexuality never stopped me before." Megan mutters suddenly and I angrily turn towards her,

"Listen primadonna," I threaten, "First thing, you're an intern, and may I add, forced to obey me. So my call is the only call you follow. And my boyfriend is the first thing that's off limits. The second is that dress."

"Who do you think you are, boss' pet? And Mr. Styles didn't confirm your relationship."

"Harry--Mr. Styles oh my god Harry and I's relationship is none of your business. If you try to manipulate him one more time while you're here I'll see to it that you and your sorry ass get dumped at DC Comics. Got it?"

She glares at me, but surrenders.

"Understood."

"Good. Now, other than whoring around, let me explain to you what you're really going to do as my intern."

She pulls her dress down and follows me towards my office.

short because i HAD to get something out there! introducing megan; aka the new thing that will make you hate this book. another chapter definetely coming your way this weekend.