A pounding sensation in my head wakes me up to an unfamiliar room. I try my best to get up but my mind was spinning. I try to remember the night before, but everything was blurred except the idea I was talking to Louis about my feelings. I was at a bar. I look around the room for my stuff but notice my clothes on the chair next to the bed. I sprung up and realize I was only wearing a black shirt.
I stand in confusion, trying so hard to reminisce the night. I head towards the door and look around for a bathroom. I find a door across the hall and walk down to also discover voices from a door not far from the bathroom.
Harry and Louis.
They are both yelling for some reason. I didn't understand the conversation until Louis mentioned my name.
"Colette was fine with me! You don't trust me?"
"No I do not anymore, Louis. You left her drunk and alone. You expected her to be okay? She was hurt damn it!"
I heard a loud bang against the desk and made me run to the bathroom. I was so lost with the conversation. I felt terrible for getting Louis in trouble. Or maybe I got something happened to me? I was scared. What if someone did something wrong. I continue to clean myself up but then their voices fade. I needed to find Louis for answers.
I wandered down the long hall, only becoming lost. Who's house was this? It was quite big so I was guessing Harry. I decided to go back to the same room I heard voices. I slowly open the door to see him standing in front of a window, just staring out. But his clothes were casual. He was only wearing a plain, loose white shirt that was quite thin, his tattoos were literally exposed and he wore it with very tight black jeans. And his shoes were boots?
This was a side of him I've never seen. The room had a glass desk and black seat next to the window. It replicated his office at work but with less room space and it was covered with white wallpaper. A black chair was in front of the desk which had his laptop. I walk in slowly and quietly to watch him.
"I know you're there, Colette".
His voice was cold, it scared me. As I shuffle my feet out the door, his body turned to face me. His eyes were narrow but the rest of his body was relaxed. He wore long chained necklaces that aligned to his chest that revealed two birds as tattoos. I returned a confused look from my observations. Who is Harry Styles?
"H-how did I end up here, like this?" I nearly whispered while moving my hands to point out my exposed legs.
He eyes my pale skin then looks into my eyes, "I took you to house last night. You were out with Louis but he left you alone while you were drunk." His voice was smooth, calm.
But I was tense, afraid. Did he do something to me instead? I was stunned that maybe he saved me for himself? But what about his rules?
"You looked uncomfortable in your own clothes, so I asked my maid to change you. I wanted to watch over you to make sure you are okay".
"W-what about your rules?"
His emerald glare became dull at the mention of his boundaries. He looks away then motions toward his desk. He sits on the chair, begins typing on the laptop. Suddenly all attention went to his work again. I felt ashamed for causing him to become distant again. But I still had one question I needed an answer for.
"Did anyone do anything to me?"
His eyes detach from the screen and met mine. They grew soft all of sudden. He looks down the speaks, "No, I didn't let anyone touch you". He tries clearing his throat after.
Was he shying away? I didn't understand why it was difficult to tell me. The atmosphere became awkward and strange. I just wanted to kiss him and feel his soft looking lips. But he was just so focused on his work.
"Thank you" I muttered.
I turn to walk out but felt him grabbed my arm. He was quick. I look at him and his actions seemed to scream something but he couldn't say it. My heart beat quickened and made it hard to breathe. I didn't want to suffocate now when I was doing fine earlier. But his touch made me breathless. I just wanted him to grab me and land his lips on mine. Why am I falling for him?
"Louis is downstairs. He has a few words for you. After you're done speaking, you may change and meet me by the front door. You can go now".
His voice was gentle, relaxed. I nod in return to his command and makes him let go. I speed out of the office and walk back to the room I slept in. I took deep breaths to catch all the air I lost from Harry. As I walked back into my room, I bump into a lady.
"Sorry" I whisper and look up to see it was a maid. She tells me it's okay and walks passed me. I get back in my room and change. I walk down the long set of stairs bare foot and find Louis sitting. As soon as he sees me, he stands up.
"I'm so sorry Colette. I didn't mean for you to get hurt. I know you might not trust me anymore but I promise it won't happen again".
His eyes begged for acceptance. I was a bit upset but I couldn't help but think of how much he's done as a friend. He was the one who got me the job in the first place. He listened to all my problems and did whatever he could to help me. I sigh and smile weakly.
"It's okay". I hug him to reassure.
We were interrupted by Harry walking down the stairs, buttoning his shirt. He did it without even looking and met us down here. I detach and fix my outfit from last night. I felt disgusted with myself and wanted to get home already. Harry looks at Louis then me. I look down and wait for a command.
"Let's go, Ms. Stone. I must take you home so you can come back to work".
I nod and wave at Louis. He follows us from behind and walks to his car. Harry opens the passenger for me and then heads to his side to drive out of the front. His eyes seemed to shift back and forth from the road to me.
"Is there something wrong?" I ask.
He looks at me once more then back at the road, "I've never seen your face without makeup".
I feel embarrassed that he noticed. I look out the window without response. I wanted to hide my cheeks revealing any color.
Harry chuckles, "I like it that way. It reflects who you are".
I wasn't sure if that was good or not, but I guess it was since he said it. Why was he suddenly being nice? His mysterious mood swings made me grow more curious by the minute. We arrive in front of my apartment.
"Thank you again, Harry".
"You're welcome. Just head back to work as soon as possible."
Before I opened the door, he grabs my arm, "your attire does not need to look like everyone else. I think it's best you dress the way you'd like".
His light smile made my stomach twist into knots. I just wanted to hug him for everything he's down. Without second thought, I take him in for a hug. At first, his arms were not surrounding my body but soon felt them slither around me. I knew he felt my heart beat since it was out of control but I didn't care. I wanted to be like this forever. His scent was filling my lungs but I didn't mind.
I let him go and get out of his car. I walk inside and fall onto my bed. My heart wouldn't stop beating hard and my stomach felt fluttered. His scent stuck to me and couldn't help but fall for him every time I turn my cheek. How will I ever get used to the idea of my boss was someone I never had a chance with?
I drive to the building, thinking about her from last night. She was so fragile, innocent. She didn't need to drink. She didn't need make up. She was perfect the way she was. I wish I could've kissed her earlier. Her lips were bright with a perfect shade pink and the way her eyes gleamed light brown gets my lost in her.
I put on my sunglasses while walking into a Starbucks for coffee. I spy a magazine on a stand inside with a picture of Colette and I from last night as the cover. I grew furious with people finding out about her. She didn't need be exposed to this. I ask for a manager after grabbing my coffee.
"Take all these fücking magazines off the counter and dispose them". I spat through gritted teeth. The manager apologizes and puts them away. I storm out and speed through traffic. I couldn't fall for her, she would only cause trouble for my company.
Seems to be tension between Colette & Harry! Will they overcome the fear of falling? Tell me what you guys think!!