My head was pounding so hard and all the light shining in the room didn't help at all. Was last night a dream? We did go out but i dont remember being behind those curtains with harry really happening. I did my normal routine putting on a plain black shirt and tucking it into my black high waisted jeans. I put on matte black heels and pulled my hair back into a high ponytail pulling a few strands out. I put on some red liquid lipstick and clipped my nametag onto the rim of my pants.
"Why are you dressing like that?" Veta asked me leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Like a rich teenager." She said emphasizing teenager.
"Uhm i want to be comfortable for once and after drinking last night i dont want to be in some tight sexy clothes." I explained.
"Ah jaiden just the girl i wanted to see." Racks said to me as i swiped my key card.
"Hey, whats up?" I asked heading toward the elevator. She followed me pressing 11 for me.
"So you and Mrs.Styles huh?" She asked nudging my side. I rolled my eyes crossing my arms.
"Nothings happening between us. Okay? All he does is be a rude for no reason boss. I dont want anything to do with him." I spat slapping the 11 button hoping it would go faster.
"What do you mean? I thought you guys were joking and playing around with eachother?" She asked looking puzzled.
"The only joke here is Mr.Styles, and never will i have any type of relationship with him!" I yelled. Racks eyes widened and she quickly hit a button over and over. Little did i know the elevator had opened on floor eleven and i had just yelled that about Harry.
I slowly turned around closing my eyes and when i opened them Mr.Styles was leaning against a workers desk with his arms crossed and a little smirk on his face. He motioned for me to follow him and i did keeping my head down and my eyes glued to the floor.
He closed his door behind us and leaned up against it.
"What is this?" He confusingly asked pointing up and down at my outfit.
"I had a little fun last night and i felt like wearing something comfy okay?" I snapped back. A smile crept up on his face but he cleared his throat and instantly made it go away.
"You really were there last night werent you?" I asked stepping closer to him.
"I dont know what you're talking about." He said.
"Yes you do. You took me behind the curtains." I said again taking another step forward. He let out a deep chuckle.
"You must have me confused. Cause last night was my twin nephews birthday and i was there the entire time putting together a treehouse for them." He said showing me a picture of them blowing out candles. I stepped back dropping my head to the ground.
"What did you want it to be me? Did you imagine it was me?" He whispered walking behind me.
"Whatd the guy do? Show me." He whispered in my ear. I flipped around pushing him back some.
"It had to be you! You're doing the same thing whoever the hell he was did!" I snapped. He was enjoying this. He sat in his chair with the biggest smile on his face.
"It wasnt me."
"Bullshit." I spat quickly.
"Do you like taking advantage of helpless girls? You do probably cause thats what you did to me." I growled. His smile instantly went away and he leaned forward in his chair.
"What are you trying to say?" He growled through gritted teeth. I saw every speck of annoyance and anger rushing through his body.
"You're pathetic." I whispered opening his door. Before i even got it all the way open he leaped out his chair and slammed the door shut. He wrapped his hand under my chin pushing my body against the wall.
"I am alot of things but i am not pathetic. You cant even say you were helpless. As far as i know you couldve pulled away when i grabbed your hand. You couldve told me to stop. Actually if you didnt like it so badly why didn't you tell me to stop?" He loudly whispered in my ear.
Our eyes locked together and i got flashes of what happened last night playing in my head.
"I....i...i dont know." I stammered highly frightened. He slid his thumb down my bottom lip and i squeezed my eyes shut.
"Its because you wanted me. You didnt want me to stop. I saw the way you looked when my lips hovered above yours." He whispered again taking his hand off my face stepping back. He went back to his chair and sat down and opened his laptop.
I walked to the door and opened it, right before i closed it he said something else:
"You're the pathetic one." He chuckled closing the door with his foot. I heard giggling on my walk back to my desk and sat down. I put my head in my hands and started quietly sobbing. There are so and too many mixed signals flying through my head. Also i hate how i just completely shut down the moment he started touching me.
I felt something hit my arm and i looked up. Harry had tossed me some money.
"Go get me some pumpkin bread from across the street then you're free to have the rest of you day off but you cant leave." He said not making eye contact with me.
"You can get yourself something too. I dont mind." He added walking away. There he goes again with he mixed signals. I don't know if he likes me just as a friend or more or doesnt even like me at all and hates me and just likes to fuck with me. I shook it off and got up and went to the elevator stuffing the money in my back pocket.
After i came back from Mr.Styles office of delivering his food and change i went back to my desk to rest some and there was something in sharpie written on my green stack of posted notes. It was a phone number with a MS dashed next to it.
I looked around to see if anyone was watching and i took it off the stack and put it in my bag. I looked towards harrys office and he was standing there and when his eyes met mine he gave a little smile and pulled down the shade over the little window.