Harry's pov
"No defiantly not that color reminds me of vomit" I threw the swatch across the table "if you want my name you're going to agree with my terms" I shrugged
"Mr.Valentine this company is on the up and up woman stand in line to buy our heels and woman find you to be a heart throb so endorsing one of our heels would be a great business don't you think?" One of the cheapest smooth talkers I ever heard
"And who exactly are your women you speak of? your demographics I mean? 45-60 years old that shoes is disgusting so do it how I ask or I drop" I laughed "it's really simple woman think I'm a heart throb and they'll trust I can give them something better than that" I mocked
He sighed through his nose and smiled "and what do you know about women?" He questioned
I sat up and laughed I looked at my staff attending and they laughed with me "what do I know about women? Gee let me think Smith... mmm how to run a magazine for them, how to predict the next trend I have a wife and 2 daughters what about you?"
He shook his head "a wife"
"And she'd buy this shoe?" I held up the sketch
"I suppose" he shrugged I nodded
"Supposing is enough-" my phone rang I saw Curtis Im nearly done I looked back up "make my changes agree to my terms"
"We just can't redesign the whole shoe!" He threw out his hands
"Then why am I even here?" I started to gather my papers my phone buzzing yet again I went to answer
"W-Wait Mr.Valentine?" I looked up to a guy who hadn't spoken at all up until this point he was probably the youngest one here
"Yes?" I cocked an eyebrow pausing my shuffling of papers and set my phone down
"What if we changed the color?" He knew what a deal he was about to miss out on
"Better but still not something I'd endorse" I shrugged tapping my papers on the table to straighten them out
"To what length do we have to go?!" Smooth talker, who smelled of cigarettes, growled
"To the length of making an acceptable shoe" I held up the sketch again "the toe is square like actually square the heel bit is round then into a square the sole is a rectangle what is going on with this shoe and the yellow green? Come on man really who would buy a puke green geometric nightmare like this?"
"You're too picky" he sneered
"I didn't get to be a CEO without being picky" my phone buzzed making me glance
"At least take the sketch and think about it" the younger man stood picking up the sketch I threw and handing it back to me
I shook my head "no need trust me" I put everything back in my bag "thanks for wasting my time, Posh and Poise will not be in my sights again for a long while" I put my phone in my pocket I'll call back in the car
I walked out people stared at me I got in the elevator watching them all leave their meeting room all of them arguing making me smirk I pushed the bottom floor button
On the ride my phone buzzed again I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled it out puffing out my lip this wasn't Curtis it was an unknown number
"Hello?" I answered
"Is this Harry Valentine?"
"Yes?" I heard crying in the background what the hell is going on?
"Hi I'm officer Maverick your home was broken into at this moment we don't see any items stolen but your wife is pretty shaken she can't get a hold of you her phone was found in the house but was taken for prints"
My jaw dropped I dropped my case "I-is she okay? My kids are they okay? What happened?!"
"It was a threat toward your wife as we understand defaced property paint on your wall and some stuffed animals are now headless but no bodily harm done to anyone"
"Ooo my god I'm on my way now"
"Do you have any ideas who could have done this?" I bit my lip
"N-No sir" I shook my head pinching the bridge of my nose knowing it was a lie
"Well if you think of anything on you're way I'll be here with your wife till you come" he hung up I grabbed my case and ran to my car
I sped home cops and police tape around my house and at Curtis's I parked on the side of the road I ran to Curtis's the rain hit me but I couldn't feel it
"Woah woah woah sir restricted area no entry" an office tried to stop me
"That's my wife and children" I shoved him and he let me I ran in she was draped in a towel and the babies were in her lap and in Curtis's arms she was talking to a man taking notes "PRINCESS!" I ran over and hugged her
I pet her wet stringy hair "are you okay? I'm so sorry I didn't answer never again never" I pulled away and smashed my lips on hers "I love you I love you the babies are they okay?"
She nodded "w-we're okay only scared" she whispered
"I'm sure but I'm here, I'm here now" I kissed her deeply this time she kissed back I picked up Michael from her lap they were both crying
"Have they eaten?" I asked she stared then shook her head
"N-No I-I didn't even think about it they should have been fed 15 minutes ago" she covered her face "I'm horrible"
"No no it's understandable really it is here" I sat next to her and looked at the officer "can she have a few minutes to feed?" He nodded and cleared out the other 2 officers they grabbed umbrellas and stepped outside and Curtis followed
She fixed herself up then looked at me I held Lydia but stayed touching her at all times to keep her calm "I won't leave you alone anymore promise Curtis will stay with you and the kids I'll be home early everyday I won't let anything like this happen ever again"
"Harry I-I'm not hurt..."
"Hurt or not you weren't safe and it was my fault I'll take care of you okay? You're my wife and I'll fix this I'll make you happy and safe again"
"We aren't married" she sighed
"Right now is not the time to be correcting me" I laughed slightly "just let it slide were engaged close enough right?" She nodded looking to at Mike then she glanced up at me
"who do you think did this ?" She whispered
"You know exactly who I think I just really hope it's not him"
YOU ARE READING
Mr.Valentine
Fanfiction(This was written when I was younger and it reads like it!!!! You have been warned!!!) Harry Edward Styles or more commonly known as Harry Edward Valentine is the son of the owner of Valen Magazine one of the top fashion and fashion like interest in...
