Watching You

30|Hidden in Plain Sight

"I don't plan on being around them any more frequently... and I'm not scary" he grumbled in defeat

"Oh you're not scary" Alexis cooed cupping his cheek "and let's be frank here you care way more about this than you should for not wanting to see them more often" she giggled leaning closer to give him a gentle kiss

Harry held her arm so she wasn't off balance as she leaned over the edge of the desk to kiss him

There was a knock she pulled away and wiped his lips with her thumb "COMING" she yelled slipping off his desk pulling down her skirt she walked to the door opening it "Hi! How can I help you?"

Harry took this time to look at her figure in the tight black dress she wore it showed her a*s off fabulously, just a bit of her stomach could be noticed, and a tasteful amount of the top of her chest

"Uh hi I'm a representative for the domestic abuse prevention and protection foundation... May I speak with Mr.Styles?"

"Yes yes of course come in" she stepped aside to let him in as she turned back to Harry she noticed a few sparkles in the corner of his top lip she ,from behind the man, motioned Harry to wipe his top lip he very subtly wiped it off and stood up offering his other hand

"Hello and to what do I owe the pleasure?" Harry had no idea this man would be coming to visit, Harry preferred to be anonymous... he just wanted to help

The man shook his hand very limply due to his nervousness Harry sat back down immediately after "Well sir you are one of our top sources of funding and we were hosting- oh I'm very sorry my name is Oliver" he stopped himself short fiddling with his fingers Harry's glare was eroding his confidence he never had problems with talking to donators before

But they also weren't brooding multi-millionaires who's resting face not only read murder but who also verbally sounded murderous

"Here let me get you a chair Mr.Oliver" Alexis offered grabbing one from the corner of Harry's room she slid it up behind him he sat and looked up at her

"Oh thank you Miss...?"

"Alexis and you are very welcome" she said with the warmth that could compared to a kindergarten teacher to one of her students, she stood at the end of Harry's desk with her hands folded in front of herself "so you mentioned an event?" She encouraged

That defiantly helped "oh Um yes a charity event we're hosting... there will be a raffle, music and drinks, and a tennis match" he rubbed his hands over his jeans ,regretting he didn't wear a suit but he also didn't know he'd be coming here "we'd love for you to attend"

Harry shook his head "Oh I don't think-"

"We will be there!" Alexis cheered

"Really?!" Oliver was beyond surprised his boss told him that he didn't think Harry would come based on the email responses he got

"Yes just email me the date and time"

Oliver really liked this woman "oh well then may I ask if you'd like to be one of the teams playing tennis?"

Harry held up a hand "Absoutely n-"

"Oh yay!" Alexis clapped "I like tennis!"

Harry looked up at Alexis "no Ms.Dixon we are not playing tennis"

Alexis put her hands on her hips "you said absolutely"

"I said Absolutely not! You didn't let me finish" Harry hissed, she knew his answer but she wanted to play dumb

"Aw but it sounds so fun" she looked at Oliver "I'm in and I'll bring someone to play with don't worry"

"Wonderful thank you" he stood up offering her a hand "I can't wait to see you both" She was so pleasant it completely overshadowed Harrys harsh exterior

"I can't wait either it's going to be so much fun" she shook his hand

"Thank you sir" he offered his hand to Harry

Harry stared at it for a second then shook it "yes" was all he could manage Oliver left in such a chipper mood

Alexis sat on Harry's desk "this is going to be great"

"No it's not why did I have to go?" Harry crossed his arms

"Well you should it's a charitable event period but also this will be fantastic for your image"

"I think my image is fine how it is" he growled "and I'm not playing tennis"

"I said I'd find someone that doesn't mean you"

He cocked an eyebrow "then who are you getting to play with you?"

"I met the sweetest boy here in the break room the other day his name is Jeremy and I'm sure if I asked him he'd say yes" she smiled widely she stood up

He rolled his jaw "I don't even know how to properly play tennis"

She giggled "that's fine you're not playing" she started toward her office

He ran a hand through his hair "I don't think I've ever even played tennis"

She nodded "and you won't have to" she grabbed one of the doors closing it grabbing the other

"FINE!" She turned

"Fine what Mr.Styles?"

He threw himself up out of his seat "fine I'll fucking play tennis with you dammit!" He was so angry that he gave in so quickly

"Aw really?" She cooed "you don't have to" she fluttered her lashes opening her arms out to him

"Yes I do" he grumbled stepping closer

"Awww you are so sweet that's why everyone likes you" she pulled him closer running her hands up his finely pressed blazer

"I don't want them to fucking like me" he shook his head

She gasped softly "what so it's my fault they like you?"

"They don't like me they like you" he corrected her

"That's simply not true" she pouted

He shook his head wrapping his arms around her "no one likes me"

"Well I ,for one, really like you" she smiled