One Direction Imagines

Unexpected Encounter (Harry Styles)

Jesus. It was him. I was not expecting this. I slowly walked over, pressing my palms to the glass wall looking at the sight in front of me. He looked perfect as ever dressed in his signature skinny jeans, white dress shirt and a blazer. I didn’t know how long I stood there drinking his features in.

After about an intense 5 minutes of staring at the man standing 10 feet away, I mentally slapped myself. What the hell are you doing? Calm down Y/N! I regained myself as quickly as possible and walked by to my desk. I sat there thinking about how he would react if he saw me. Just as the thought crossed my mind, I heard my name being called out. I swiftly made my way through the corridors trying to hide the horror on my face. As soon as I walked into my boss’s office, I stopped dead on my tracks. “Shit.” I muttered under my breath. “You called for me, sir?” I asked my boss trying not to look too surprised at the other man in the room. “Yes, meet your new client, Mr. Styles.” I turned to face a very shocked Harry Styles. 

If it was another situation I would’ve been smirking, I mean the look on his was priceless and he was Harry Freaking Styles. “Mr. Styles, I’m Y/F/N” I shook hands with him. I could have been dreaming but I felt sparks. “Please, call me Harry” he replied after recovering from his stance. “Miss Y/N will be taking your case. I assure you she’s the best we’ve got.” said my boss smiling at me. I returned the gesture. “I trust you with this Y/N. Don’t disappoint me.” He said suggestively whilst moving closer. Two can play this game I thought to myself. “We aim to please Mr. Styles.” I answered back smirking. My words took him by surprise, his mouth agape. “If you will, please follow me Mr. Styles. We’ll discuss your case in my office” I walked out of the room with confidence. I could hear footsteps following me. I held my door open for him to go in first, so he did.

“So Y/N you work here, huh?” I could tell he was amused. “Well it looks like I do doesn’t it?” I stated a matter of factly. “So what was a well off lawyer like you doing, in a club like that?” He was so curious. Oh did I forget to mention I happen to work in the biggest law firm in London? I didn’t Sorry. And now I’m here talking to a man I slept with a few nights back, in my office. Well just my fucking luck. “I could ask you the same question but we have a case to discuss. Your case” I didn’t want to give him the details, that I was a drunken mess that night. Yes, stop judging. JEEZ. “Please sit down Mr St-” He cut me off. “Call me Harry.” “Okay then. Harry, take a seat.” We discussed most of the details for his case. From the way he spoke I could tell he was not really the man the media perceived him to be. I don’t stalk him it’s just the news okay, I tend to read articles here and there. We were almost done with our discussion when his phone started ringing. He quickly pressed the reject button and turned his beautiful face back to me. As much as I wanted to move forward and touch those curls. Oh my god the curls. I pushed the idea into a deep corner and resumed the conversation.

“Would you like to have lunch with me Y/N?” he asked out of the blue. I just sat there blinking at him not knowing if it was just my imagination. “So I take it’s a no then?” he asked almost displeased. “I would love to Mr Sty- Harry.” I replied giving him a smile. Somehow I couldn’t stand having him look at me like that. His eyes were gleaming with happiness. Oh hell! I could just melt right now. “When do you want to leave, love?” I glanced at my watch. I didn’t have any more cases till 6 and it was 1 pm now. “We can leave now. If that is okay with you.” “Gladly” he got up and held his hand out to me, which I refused to hold. I mean I could be dismissed for being involved with a client. AND THIS was Harry Styles. He looked hurt but I guess he understood why. We walked out into the corridors. I tried avoiding the gazes I was getting from my colleagues. The suggestive looks on some of their faces was making me go red in the face.

We walked into the elevator, and the doors closed. I let out I sigh that I’d been holding. I turned my gaze to Harry to be welcomed by his green orbs boring into my skin. He made me feel so self conscious. I shifted uncomfortably, and his gaze was not helping at all. “Oh fuck this” I heard him mumble before I was being pushed against the wall, his lips on mine and hands roaming my sides wildly. Fucking hell. I can’t even breathe right now. Oh god. I tried to push him off me, but my strength was lost, I felt so weak, so submissive. He moved down to my neck grinding his erection against my core. He was so hard. I moaned in response. *beep* And he was off me, on the other side of the elevator leaving me breathless. How the hell does he look so normal right now? I must be a mess. He grabbed my hand pulling me out of the building.

I froze in my tracks trying to process what the hell just happened. Looking back at me, he came forward. “Sorry love, I couldn’t wait to feel you again.” I blushed scarlet. GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF Y/N. “ Mr. Styles, you do realize you could get me fired, don’t you?” I tried sounding serious; I think I did too, to some extent. Raising his eyebrow at me he said “Oh trust me babe, I know. I was just resisting the urge to fuck you senseless on that desk of yours” he smirked. Okay I can die now…BUT no...This bastard thinks it’s funny. Oh I’ll show him funny. “Really? Too bad Harry. I guess you’re not getting any today” I gave him a dirty grin and walked to his car. He sprinted towards me grabbing my arm “Are you challenging me Miss Y/F/N?” I was trapped between him and his car. Why can’t this idiot stop. The things I want to do to this man. NO stop thinking like that Y/N!. “I would never” I answered playfully. “I’m going to make you scream my name tonight babe.” He said leaning into me. I almost fainted at the thought. He wanted me. I could smell him and I had to admit his smell was intoxicating. “I would like to see you try Harry.” I replied pushing him off me and getting into the passenger seat. He sat down and ignited the engine, looking at me. I bit my lip thinking of all the possibilities. “Stop that babe, don’t bite your lip like that.” He warned me as we drove off.

Oh this is going to be so much fun.

CREDITS: havealleternity