It was a grey morning . No sunlight.  Just darkness.  The lonely, melancholy ,exhausting darkness.  Just like Harry's mood.

It was around 8 in the morning and he was sitting in his uncomfortable office chair arranging all the meetings and important works of that day. He knew he should have done this tomorrow but he had to visit his mom too.

After 5 minutes of more typing Harry finally closed his Laptop tiredly and Stretched his hands and leg a little. His back and neck were aching due to sitting in that uncomfortable chair for hours.

He looked at time, folding his arms over the table and softly laying his head on them. He was tired no scratch that he was exhausted.

Now he realised why was it so Hard to work with Zayn Malik. No. The Zayn malik. Sole owner of Malik corporations.

He was about to sleep when his alarm went off. He cursed under his breath but started tidying his table anyway. One of the things you have to remember while working with Zayn was he doesn't like mess or the people who creates the mess.

"Clean freak! " Harry grumbled lowly while sipping his now cold black coffee grimacing at its taste. He didn't like black coffee but he had to stay awake. As soon as Harry completed cleaning the Table . He heard the footsteps coming closer to the door.

He rubbed his hands over his face to get ride of the sleep and Combed his fingers through his hair to tame the wild curls. It was not as if Zayn was going to look at him anyway but it's better to be prepared.

The door opened and Zayn Malik walked in as usual with an expressionless face ,stoctic face. He was wearing his one of those expensive suits and tie.

"Good morning Mr. Malik. " Harry greeted before picking up his laptop and a few files.

Zayn didn't said anything back. Not even a nod to acknowledge that he heard harry. He walked towards his chair sitting on it and started his Laptop.

Harry walked closer to the table and Started reciting the schedule of whole day. Zayn's eyes were focused on the laptop the whole time as if Harry wasn't there. But Harry was habitual to this . He knew Zayn would hear every single word even if he is not looking at him.

"You can  check these minutes of yesterday's meeting Mr . Tomilson dropped by to give it yesterday. " Harry finished while keeping the files on the table.

He then walked back to his table and after keeping his laptop their walked towards the mini kitchen in the office to make Coffee for Zayn.

When he came back he kept the coffee near the table with a glass of water .

"The first meeting starts in 20 minutes. " with that he went back to his table and started doing his work . His phone vibrated in his pocket and he fetched it out to see a text from Shawn.

"What happened yesterday? "

Harry sighed before replying

"They can't give me the loan. "

Harry remembered the fake sympathetic face of the bank manager when he told him that the bank wouldn't be able to give him the loan.

"Don't worry , Haz. We will find some other way ."

Harry didn't replied to Shawn's message. They have found many different ways but none of them worked . The bank was his last hope.

Harry didn't realize he was looking blankly at nothing until the landline phone kept on his table rang. He picked up the receiver hastily keeping it near his ear but the beeping sound reached his ear indicating that the  call ended.

Confused he looked to see who was calling it was Zayn's number
He looked up to see Zayn still working on his laptop as if nothing happened.

Harry was about to ask him why he called him but then Zayn stood up pointing his index finger on his watch before he closed the laptop walking out of the office.

Harry looked at his own watch realizing that 18 minutes have passed !! The meeting would start in 2 minutes. He quickly grabbed the important files before rushing out of the office following Zayn.