Harry’s POV

I was standing beside Emmy’s desk, making sure that everything was in the right place. The computer was starting up as I checked to make sure that she enough of pens and pencils in the cup thing.

Yesterday, I had some one stock it up with supplies and stuff. I wanted it to be perfect for her, completely perfect.

There was a few knocks on the door out of nowhere. I sigh as I look at my watch, it was 8:31a.m. I walk over to do the door, not feeling like yelling for whoever it was to come in.

I grab the handle and open the door. My horrible and dreadful morning mood was washed away as I saw those eyes, that smile, that beautiful face.

‘’Good morning.’’ I smile gently as I gesture for Emmy to come in.

‘’G’morin’.’’ She says as I shut the door. Damn, I love the accent.

‘’This is your desk right here.’’ I say as I walk over to the desk that sat about five feet away from mine.

It was smaller, but it was still perfect. The wood was shiny and new, not a scratch or fingerprint to see.

‘’Okay.’’ She smiles as she goes to the chair and sits down.

Emmy looked marvelous this morning. Her long, amazing blonde hair was wavy and wonderful, so perfect. She was wearing black skinny jeans and a short sleeve button up shirt, a black blazer to complete her attire.

She had on a little makeup, not much, but enough to convince herself she looked better that way. But I’m sure she’s beautiful both ways. No matter what.

“Um. I don’t really have anything for you to do. So, you can just personalize your computer or whatever, if you want.’’ I shrug a little as I walk from her desk and go to my own.

‘’Alright.’’ She says sweetly.

I sit down and sigh to myself as I log in to the Apple computer. I could see Emmy from the corner of my eye, and I loved that. She was creating a password, which I didn’t care to know because it was her computer now.

‘’Um… Mr. Styles?’’ Emmy says lightly.

‘’Yes?’’ I ask, keeping my eyes on the computer. I tried to seem as if I could care less about her, but that was so wrong.

‘’Do you need my password?’’ She asks curiously.

‘’Um, no.’’ I shake my head as I glance at her. She nods in return before continuing on.

Images popped up in my mind. Some of them were of me throwing her over my desk, fucking her tight little pussy so hard. Others were of her riding me while I sat in my chair. Some were of me fucking that sexy little ass of hers. God damn, I’m going to hell. I just know it.

But I don’t care at the moment, I really don’t.

To hear her scream my name would be a dream come true. To have this beautiful sexy girl under my control, under me while I fuck her up would be too good to come true, but God, I would love it.

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‘’You know, Emmy.. I’m looking forward to tonight, dinner and all.’’ I say, breaking the silence in the room.

‘’Me too.’’ She says.

I look over at her smile, she blushes as she looks away. She was so very perfect in all ways, all ways possible actually.

‘’Its um, almost twelve.. You can go ahead and leave if you have some lunch arrangmements or whatever.’’ I say.

‘’Oh, I don’t have any plans.’’ She sighs lightly.

‘’Would you like to make some? I could use you’re assistance for a few hours.’’ I insist.

She looks over at me and raises her eyebrows. A small smile on her face as she looks a time.

‘’What do you say? Join me during some shopping?’’ I ask, smirking lightly at her.

‘’Well.. I um.. Uh-‘’

‘’You’re my assistant, right? I need your help.’’ I say, tilting my head to the side lightly as I look at her, studying her.

Her eyes darted from me to the floor and she nodded a little. Perhaps she was just nervous, or flattered, or whatever.

‘’That’s what I thought.’’I smirk as she glances at me, I throw her a wink and she looks away, madly blushing.

‘’I have some things to buy.. I’m not very fashionable when it comes to clothes. I wear the same stuff all the time.’’ I sigh, trying to convince her its all okay.

‘’I um… I don’t really know much about.. um, men’s clothing.’’ She laughs a little.

‘’Its alright, I’m sure you’ll be help though. Its better than me doing it by myself.’’ I say and she just nods, agreeing.

I can’t wait to go shopping with her. I’m going to see just how much she really does trust me. Because in the end, it all matters to me.

I want to make someone happy, spoil someone, give them everything they could ask for. And I want Emmy to be that ‘someone’, whether she likes it or not.

Notes

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--B

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