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Corporate Affairs (Harry styles imagine)

From the day i opted to take a business degree at Manchester University my parents have constantly been putting pressure on me. “You’ll never get a job with a business degree Y/N” they would constantly nag down my ear.

So when i received a call from Styles’ Enterprise informing me that i had been successful with my interview and the job as a PA (personal assistant for whom i’m not sure) was all mine i was absolutely delighted. My parents were happy and I was happy. But there was also a certain someone else who was also very excited for the opportunity I had been faced with.

“Are you ready for today?” my older sister Jessica beamed down the phone. “Yes Jessica!” I smiled to myself whilst standing in front of Styles’ Enterprise. “Babe, that snapchat you sent me this morning. Mr Styles’ is going to be blown off his feet girllll!” she giggled causing me to psychically cringe. “Yeah well i’m probably not even going to see the one and only Harry Styles Jess. He’s a busy man, he probably hasn't even spared me a thought or checked my CV.” “Babe, of course he knows who you are! He doesn't let anyone roam into his office you know! Believe me, i have tried” she giggled causing a laugh to erupt from my rib cage. “Anyway, i best be off, just arrived at work hunny. But knock em dead! I’ll see you at home later to find out all the goss. Peace out little one!” “Yeah bye sis...” i replied as i tapped the red button on my phone screen.

The elevator ride up to the main floor was long and tedious. My hands were beginning to shake and i wasn’t sure whether the rice krispies i had eaten no longer than an hour ago had actually settled. BING! I stepped out of the lift and was greeted by the hustle and bustle of this large business.

People were walking everywhere. Some people were on their phones whilst others were nose deep into newspapers, absentmindedly walking all over the place. It was absolute chaos. Barging past people i managed to dodge the strips of desks and oblivious soon to be co workers only to be greeted by an empty reception outside Mr Styles’ office. This was bizarre. The email i had been sent through clearly indicated for me to go to the desk which was outside the big gaffas door. Yet here i am staring at an empty desk.

I pressed the small bell on the side only to be ignored. No surprise there then. Growing angrier and angrier i started to stare around at my surroundings. I was beginning to wonder whether this whole thing was some sort of sick joke. Just as i was about to turn away and go home the door to Mr Styles' office clicked open and out walked the man himself.

Now whenever Jessica rambled on about this guy i never believed her. I mean, nobody could possibly be more attractive than Channing Tatum right? So i thought. The chiseled jaw, long curly locks and pink pouted lips were enough to bring any female to her knees.

“Can i help you Miss?” a stern husky voice spoke. “Um, oh yes. Sorry. I’ve just been given a job here, it's my first day and in the email i was told to come to reception outside your office but um, clearly there’s nobody here” i spoke, trying to hide the nervous crack in my voice. “Ah yes. You must be Y/N” the older man replied whilst offering his hand out to shake, which i of course gladly accepted. “Do come inside” Mr Styles spoke as he disappeared back into his office, me trudging along after him like a lost puppy. “Take a seat Y/N.” The plush leather felt comfy on my exposed thighs. This skirt really was shorter than i originally thought.

“So, first things first. Welcome to Styles’ enterprise. And sorry for the lack of assistance. My PA went AWOL meaning that i needed a new one as soon as possible. It's a good job you were available so quickly” the dark haired man added as he gathered various files together. “Um, sorry Mr Styles but what do you mean?” “You being my new PA?” he replied, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Your PA?” I asked. “Yes. Is that a problem Y/N.” “Oh no, not at all Mr Styles. I just didn't realise i was going to be the main bosses PA that’s all!” I smiled in a desperate attempt to ease the tension. "Well yes Miss Y/L/N, that’s what I'm going to be paying you for" he spoke sternly whilst walking out of the office door, me following behind.

"This is your desk. This is your computer. Please do make yourself at home" Mr Styles spoke as he pulled the chair out for me. I hesitantly sat down and swiveled around to face the computer. "This is the on button Y/N" he mumbled leaning over me, his face now dangerously close to mine. "Your password is your date of birth and mother's maiden name." His thin fingers decorated in platinum rings caressed the keyboard as he logged on. It was then that I noticed something. A simple, yet symbolic cross adorned his left hand. Not what you would expect a wild, easy going entrepreneur to be inked with that’s for sure.

"There" he bellowed, breaking me out of my trance. "So here is the section for emails. This is where I will contact you with work and instructions. You mainly greet guests for me at this reception, take calls, arrange meetings, and print letters. Your phone has me on speed dial. You just have to ring hash twenty and I will answer. Please only ring me in a meeting if it's an emergency." I nodded. "Now then" he stood suddenly becoming aware of his close proximity. He smoothed out his Saint Laurent suit, something I feel he only does when he is nervous.

"I have a meeting out of town for the rest of the afternoon so use this opportunity to get a feel for the place whilst im out. I'll email you my mobile number, don’t hesitate to call me if you have any problems." He entered his office and soon appeared wearing a beige mac. "I'll see you tomorrow at 9AM sharpish. It was a pleasure meeting you Miss Y/L/N" he complimented kissing my cheek. "Likewise Mr Styles" I smiled, trying to ignore the blush that was creeping onto my face. Before I knew it he was gone and I was left to soak up my surroundings. This job was going to be a challenge.

"So, what was he like?" Jessica shouted from the kitchen. "Yeah he was nice" I replied to occupied with the latest twitter feeds. "Just nice?" she asked, confused by my lack of enthusiasm. "Well he wasn’t really friendly but he wasn’t exactly nasty either" "Right..." she paused. "He did kiss me on the cheek when he left?" "HE DID WHAT?" she shouted. Her figure had soon made its way into the living room, spatula in hand. "He kissed you on the cheek?" she asked. "Well yeah. He was showing me how the computer worked and stuff. Then he said he had a meeting and he would be out all day. He said it was a pleasure meeting me and then he kissed my cheek." "No fucking way! Wait until I tell everyone at work about this! I didn’t expect him to be that friendly!" she shouted whilst running back to the eggs that were now sizzling in the frying pan. "Yeah it was odd" I dully replied.

The chime of my iphone text tone soon went off catching mine and Jessica's attention. "Oooooh, ey up, who's the lucky man." "Its Mr Styles" I replied, the confusion apparent in my voice. "OH MY GOD WHAT DOES HE WANT NOW?!" she practically screamed. "Evening Y/N. Mr Styles here, but please feel free to call me Harry. Just to inform you, please dress smartly tomorrow as I will be taking you for dinner after your shift. I like to get to know my employees and the best way to do it is over dinner. My driver will take us and your meal shall be paid for courtesy of me. I look forward to spending time with you. H x" I finished. "Y/N. What the fuck. It's day two and he's already kissing you on the cheek and taking you out for dinner. And your on first name terms! AND HE SENT A KISS!" Jessica screeched. "He's just being friendly. He said he likes to get to know his employees" I justified. "Bullshit. He employs over 1000 people. I doubt he's taken all of them out for meals! He totally wants you. Oh my god this is so exciting! Why aren't you excited!" "Because we could be getting our hopes up for absolutely nothing?" "Oh darling I highly doubt it, he wants you, it's easy to see!" Jessica giggled poking her head through the door. I laughed back, a blush creeping onto my cheeks. I rapidly tapped a reply on my phone screen and hit send. It read:

Hi Harry. You really don’t have to treat me to a meal, but I will gladly except if you insist. See you tomorrow. Y/N x

Hello guys! Sorry ive been inactive lately, life has just been so hectic, its absolute madness! But im back. Ive written this as a little taster to a piece of fiction i might start, similar to daddy's little kitten but obviously a different story line. However, i will only carry it on if i get a good feedback. So please, like if you read and send me feedback in my ask box. You can also send suggestions for where you would like this to go.

For anyone who sent me a request a while back. I still have then and i will get around to writing them sometime this week. I am being graced with Christmas break thankfully. Also, if you do have a request then please message me in my ask box. I love you all and thankyou for remaining patient. 1D may just be beginning their break, but my tumblr break is well and truly over. See what i did there ;) Thanks guys, love you all! All the love K x

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