Jace let out a low whistle as Claire stepped in, and when she shot him a wink I had to fight the urge to slap both of them. She slowly glanced around the room, judging it, before turning her cool gaze back on me. I raised my head and tried to look confident.
"Norah," She greeted. "Sorry to stop by like this, I just have some things I'd like to talk about."
"I'm kind of busy," I replied cooly. "Jace and I are finishing up."
Jace kicked me under the table and stood up, offering her a hand. "Let her stay! I mean, look at her clutch, she obviously has style. Doesn't that not come out till next season?" He gushed.
She gave him a fake smile. "My husband bought it for me early."
"Okay this is great and everything, but Jace, can you give us a few minutes?" I scowled. He gave me a pleading look, begging me to stay in the room with the beautiful women, and I pointed at the door for him to go.
He grudgingly complied, shutting the door behind him. Claire smirked and helped herself to the seat across from me. I watched her as she crossed her legs and placed her hands on her knee, tossing her hair over one shoulder and glaring at me. She was like the female Harry Styles.
"I'm sure you know why I'm here," She started.
I raised an eyebrow at her. "No, actually I don't. Please do enlighten me."
"You need to stay away from Harry," She smiled, completely ignoring my sarcasm. "He has a business to run and doesn't have time for foolish relationship. That isn't even a real relationship, might I add."
"Thank you for your concern, but you don't know anything about our relationship," I muttered, awkwardly shifting in my seat. The iPhone vibrated in my desk and I immediately knew it was Harry, because he was the only one who texted me instead of coming to my office.
"It's Harry, isn't it?" She questioned haughtily. "You looked nervous."
"No, it's not," I lied.
"You're a horrible liar. I'm sure Harry has already pointed that out."
I narrowed my eyes at her. "You can leave now. I have a lot of work to do."
"So does Harry. His business will always come first. You need to realise that," Claire hissed before standing up. I watched her warily as she stepped towards the door, stopping before she opened it. "He doesn't need you."
"You're just like him," I laughed bitterly. She motioned for me to continue and I stared at the ground as I spoke. "You want to be in control. And you try to intimidate people. No wonder he can't stand you, you're too much alike."
She let out a slow breath and turned back to me, crossing her arms over her chest in defence. "Except for not only does he stand me, he adores me. Harry couldn't ask for anything better than me. You're just a game to him. See how quick he can get you to fuck him and then he'll drop you, sweetie."
"You know I'm right, Norah," She shrugged as she left. As the door shut I let my shoulders fall and I leaned back into my chair, thinking about what she said. Jace scurried in a few minutes later, brushing his brown hair off of his forehead as he spoke.
"Shit, she's so cool! How do you know her?!" He squealed. I groaned and dropped my head into the palms of my hand.
"Harry used to like...be with her. And she's married," I said bitterly, opening up the text from Harry.
From: Harry Styles, 12:49- James will pick you up at seven tonight. x
I shoved my phone back into the desk and turned my attention back to Jace, who was pacing back and forth in front of me, barely able to contain his excitement at the drama. "Shut up! Why was she here?"
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Suit & Tie (Harry Styles au) [REPOSTED]Fanfiction
Harry Styles. 24 years old. CEO. Self made millionaire. He's New York's most eligible bachelor. Every man and women within 100 miles knows his name. But no one recalled knows Harry. Norah Wilson. 22 years old. Fashion intern. Self proclaimed mes...