Watching You

9|Respect

Alexis's pov

I read over my email one last time I stared at a word

Precisely

I squinted

Percisely

The red line appeared under it

Precisely

That didn't look right

Man fuck dyslexia

It had to be right but it didn't sit well with me I deleted it and rewrote my sentence so it didn't have to include that word

I heard a knock I reread the email again and quickly sent it before I got up

I opened  the door "Yes sir?" I hummed to an unfamiliar man

"I'm looking for Mr.Styles" he crossed his arms

I opened the door fully "oh I'm sorry he stepped out for lunch were you scheduled to see him?" Harry might've accepted a meeting without telling me

"No" he said with very clear annoyance in his voice

"Okay well in the future please schedule a meeting via email with me" I smiled "I can take a note if you'd like to leave a message for Mr.Styles when he gets back" I offered nicely regardless

"No I don't want to talk with you I need your boss!" He raised his voice making people turn to face us

"And as I've said he's not here" I repeated clearly "I can take a message or I can schedule meeting"

"I don't wanna talk to you"

"Okay then you don't have to, have a nice day" I went to close the door he grabbed it

"Excuse me!" He hollered "are you dumb and deaf?" He growled

I yanked the door from his grasp and clasped my hands together in front of me "so I'm going to give you a moment to calm down I understand men can be emotional, did your football team lose or something?" I cooed

I could hear snickers from my co-workers

"You little B-"

"Ah!" I cut him short "I will not tolerate belligerent behavior"

"I will not allow hostile behavior toward any of my workers let alone my personal secretary" I looked over the mans shoulder to see Harry walking toward us a drink holder and brown paper bag in hand

"Styles! Thank god this woman-"

"Ms.Dixon" Harry corrected "what do you want?"

"I came to talk with you" he groaned as if he were a whining child

"And I was out" Harry cocked an eyebrow "Ms.Dixon would you mind grabbing this please" he motioned his head toward the drink holder in his hand

"Yes sir" I grabbed it from him sitting it on his desk I came back and the man was leaving Harry stepped in closing the door behind himself

"That was distasteful" Harry grumbled putting the bag on his desk

"You're telling me" I rolled my eyes going back to work

"This is for you" he set a Frappuccino before me

"Oh thank you so much but I don't drink coffee" I frowned

"It doesn't have any coffee I know you don't drink coffee" he hummed pulling out a salad and putting a bag in front of me "that's a grilled cheese"

I put a hand on my heart "oh my god thank you" I giggled "you didn't have to do that"

"You're right I didn't but I wanted to" he sat down sipping his coffee "you handled that well" he chuckled little "I quite like the part about his sports team"

"Why thank you" I laughed opening my bag grabbing my sandwich I noticed he was staring at me "what?"

"You're always wearing quarter length or longer sleeves at work... but I've seen you wear tank tops before"

"Oh it's because of my tattoos" I shrugged

He frowned "that doesn't matter, I mean most of my workers have full sleeves" he sipped his coffee again "plus I like your tattoos they are significantly more tasteful and artistic than most I've seen..." he trailed off opening his salad "you can wear whatever you like, I mean as long as it's professional you know"

"Well I really only have quarter sleeve dresses and stuff" I shrugged pulling my sandwich from my mouth stretching the strings of cheese as far as they could go sucking the strings up  before adding "and I don't have money to just go buy new clothes"

"I can give you some money" He said plainly and pulled out his phone

"No no no" I waved a hand

"Too late" he shrugged still tapping

"I'll just send it back" I sassed

"And I'll just deny it" Harry laughed a slight smirk graced his face

I smiled "man I think that's the most you've ever smiled" his face dropped I gasped "aw no! Don't do that"

"Do what?" He asked sternly running a hand through his hair fluffing it more bringing it mostly to one side

I scuffed "don't do that! Don't be a meanie"

He laughed "a meanie huh? And I thought that man was childish"

"I'm not childish would you rather me call you an asshole?"

"Well I'm your boss so I'd hope not" he cocked an eyebrow

"See exactly" I waved a hand finishing my sandwich

"Right" he ate a bite sticking his tongue out as he ate... and why is that so cute?

"By the way darling we're going on a week long trip to renew some contracts the hotel we're staying at is on a beach so if you'd like to swim I'd pack a swim suit" he pushed his salad around with his fork as he spoke

Did he just call me darling? I felt my face heat up I knew I was blushing "oh okay thank you"

"And I want to see a few new outfits for this trip" he joked taking another bite

"I'll go shopping on my day off I promise" I nodded

Harry then held up a finger "oh Niall will be there as well he might be bringing Emilia so would you mind watching her during meetings? You don't have to I mean I understand that's not your job"

I gasped "oh no I don't mind at all I love that little dumplin"

"Great I'll let him know he doesn't have to bring his nanny, he really tries not to have M around a nanny too often"

"Great I can't wait"