Shades of Styles

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Louis:

"Woah!" Zayn shrieks covering his half naked body as if I haven't seen him parading around since god knows how long, "Aren't you suppose to be getting ready for work?" I pout and shake my head, "I ain't going today."

"Ain't isn't a word, Lou. Why don't you wanna go to work?"

"My new boss will be coming over."

"Uh it's good isn't it? Maybe you'll impress him—

"It's Harry. As in the alpha who couldn't give two shits about me. I don't wanna face him, Zayn. I'm scared." My voice was small. The omega in me showing itself when Zayn scoots over and cuddles me tighter,

"You're stronger than that lycan knothead, Lou. He might be big and scary and shit but you're much much stronger, babe. Now go get ready because you're Louis Tomlinson, bitch. You ain't a pimp, babe." I giggle wetly,

"Ain't isn't a real word,Zee." The pinch on my cheeks is well deserved.

******

I grit my teeth at the bouquet of red flowers on my desk, or half desk, whatever. "Who're this from?" I knew very well yet I needed to hear it,

"Our new boss, thinks he's a charmer. Asshole." Victor grumbles, "You know Lou, he sent every omega a bouquet of flower in this firm." My omega jumps up at that, he send flowers to everyone, I wasn't special. "Oh." I mumble albeit a bit sadly,

"Yeah but why red ones to you? They've all got some white ones. Not particularly roses but—" a knock interrupts Victor, my hands tremble and heart beat fastens when I turn to find Harry in all his tall and green eyes glory staring at me. His eyes flickering through a series of emotions as he gazes at me.

No Louis you can't fall in love with me.

I turn my face away from him, "Uh Hello, I'm Victor, The chief Director and this is my—" a low growl stops him, I roll my eyes at that, typical Harry getting possessive over things he can't even claim properly.

"Uh this is Louis, who works under me as an intern." Victor ever the oblivious guy continues. Harry takes a step towards me ignoring the other alpha in the room before he's towering over me, I ignore the chills that spread through me warming me from how good it feels to have— No.

"Hello, Mr.Styles." I say stepping back a bit and looking at Victor nervously who does something with his hands in a gesture which I'm sure says It's okay just be calm.

"Hello there my love." Is what Harry replies with whispering the words in my cheeks as his lips meet the area, I tense and just as I was about to step back he holds me by the waist keeping me where I was.

"Harry stop, people are staring." I mutter weakly when he just kept nosing sensually against my cheeks trailing his lips there. It was borderline unprofessional and if it wasn't from Harry's broad shoulders securing me anyone would've really been staring but he got us covered. Also Victor wasn't really invested in us because he was typing on his phone, talk about bad timing.

"I've missed you—"

"Back off, Mr.Styles." I mumble and he groans as if I just said something erotic instead of pushing him away, "Don't call me that. Gonna give me a boner." My face heats up and I shove him off, "Stop it." I snap with blazing eyes and he sighs, "Uh Lou, oh you're still here?" Victor asks before slapping a hand over his mouth probably because he knows he sounds disrespectful.

"Oh I-Im—"

"Lopez, I want you in my office right now." Harry says gone from his voice the softness it just had when he was all being a snuggly kitten on Me. "Okay sir."