SWEETHEART • H.S

•Eleven•

The day finally came when I had to go back to work and give my presentation for our next big fundraiser.

This would determine the amount of donators we get, based off my presentation and how I sell them to our company idea.

I sat in front of the mini vanity in my room where I do makeup for days like this and just stared at my reflection, wondering where my life went so wrong.

Was it when those men knocked on my door?

The day I knew Harry Styles would somehow insert himself in my life?

The day Kat told me Harry was hers?

The day my couch was set on fire and Bruno was injured?

Or does it date back all the way when my father was murdered in cold blood?

I breathed in a nose full of air then breathed it back out as I began getting myself ready.

Harry was in the living room as usual.

After that day I just ignored Harry, only speaking to him when it involved with my father's case or when I was serving dinner.

I wish he would just leave and go back to his apartment, dealing with Nina or Kat or whatever whore I know he was with that day I called and he didn't answer.

He's dodged every question I asked about that day and I eventually gave up.

The flame I had felt for Harry, the day we let our walls fall and gave into each other bodies, had gone out.

I finished my last stroke of mascara after I completed full face then stood up and pulled on my plain black suit set, pulling on my shiny black heels and putting my straightener hair in a high ponytail to stay out of my face during the presentation then head out of my room grabbing my purse.

Harry shot up once he heard the clacking of my heels and froze only for a second when he saw me.

"Wow"

I just glanced over at him and waited for him to stop staring and gather his belongings.

"You know, I could buy you a car so you won't have to be so dependent on me"

"And have to owe you back later? Deal with you more than I have to? Sorry. No thanks"

I rolled my eyes and just started for the door but a large hand slammed it back closed, causing me to jump with fear and Bruno to growl.

"Down boy"

He groaned out after licking his nose then laid back on his bed.

"What happened to us?"

"You know what. Now let's go. This presentation is life and death for my business"

"It can wait two minutes"

"Oh trust me, this conversation will take more than two minutes Styles. Drop it"

I pushed him away from the door to open it, only for it to slammed shut again.

"HARRY STYLES!"

I yelled causing him to widen his eyes in pure shock.

He must have brain damage because he took that as an opportunity to kiss me.

I yelped in disgust at first but couldn't help that my body started to melt into his, his large hands squeezing me into him, the heat between us growing, setting our bodies on fire.

He pulled back only to slam back on me.

I gasped as he licked his way up my neck and started to nibble behind my ear.