Adulation / h.s

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Rosie didn't really know what she was doing, and maybe just maybe she was a little crazy but she didn't care. She wanted answers.

She smiled at the blonde receptionist who had looked up straight away from the computer screen as soon as she sensed Rosie's presence.

"Can I help?"

"Um yes, I'm here to speak with Vanessa Walters,"

"Right, is she expecting you?"

"No, but you can just say I'm Harry Styles' associate." Rosie smiled sweetly.

The girls eyes lit up instantly. "Sure, I'll let her know."

Rosie sat over in a chair. "Thanks,"

Rosie took a deep breath when she was given the go ahead to go through to Vanessa's office. She wasn't sure what she was going to gain or lose from this.

Vanessa looked up from her screen, confused and surprised as to why she would be here.

"Are you lost?" She smirked watching Rosie walk in and sit across from her. She couldn't deny that Harry had picked well, Rosie was beautiful. Vanessa just had a very difficult time admitting it.

"I just want answers, Vanessa."

"About what?"

Rosie tilted her head. "You know what,"

Vanessa shrugged moving her keyboard out of the way to rest her elbows on her desk. "Enlighten me,"

"You sent photos to my boyfriend,"

"Is he still your boyfriend though?" She raised an eyebrow.

"You sent photos to my boyfriend, photos that looked a certain way." She ignored her comment.

"Make of them what you will," She shrugged.

Rosie bit her lip. "I have male friends. I was having fun with my friends, some who are male. It was completely innocent."

"You don't need to explain yourself to me, I'm not your boyfriend."

"I don't need to explain myself to him either, to anyone. I know that I'm loyal and so does Harry."

Vanessa smirked. "But is he loyal?"

Rosie swallowed.

"Think about it Rosie, your boyfriend came home to you, with another girls thong in his bag."

"Correction, you planted them when you tried to seduce him,"

Vanessa laughed. "That's what he told you?! My, my, my you are naive." She shook her head.

Rosie felt stupid, like she'd wasted her time.

"What do you want from me Rosie? Tell me why you're actually here today, wasting my time. And your time."

"I want you to leave me and my boyfriend alone. Get over the fact that he doesn't want you and move on. Stop meddling, it's really quite boring." Rosie stood and walked out of her office before she could reply, not caring to hear her answer.

Rosie marched through Harry's building, past the reception, past Louisa and Florence and straight up to his office. She swung his door open glad to see it was just him and it wasn't full with a meeting.

Harry's eyes shot straight to her as he listened to the person on the phone, watching her shut the door behind her. He watched the way her hips swayed, missing her body. It had been a stressful few days, weeks even, for them both and he just wanted her touch again. For things to be how they were.