STAY MINE // Harry Styles

So Big, So Small

Please let me know what you think about the chapter :) - Allie.

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"Blake, hi, what are you doing here?"

"Hey, I wanted to see you to--" Blake trailed off as soon as he saw Harry on Thea's couch. He gave a courteous smile which Harry returned, but if Thea had paid attention, she would have noticed the passive hostility between them.

Harry trusted Thea as much as she trusted him, but he didn't trust Blake. He assumed Blake had been doing all those nice things for her because he wanted to slip back into her life as if all those years he'd been away had meant nothing. And of course, Harry couldn't stop him from wanting to get her back, but Blake would be an idiot to think he had a chance.

"You were saying?" Thea asked her ex-boyfriend, who immediately plastered a smile on his face.

"I've got some good news for you," he said. "So I was helping my boss with this new case and guess who the client was? Wait for it...Laura Hilfgard!"

"The author?!"

"Yes!"

Seeing Thea's face lit up with joy, Harry couldn't stay out of it anymore. He got up and walked up to them. Blake pressed his lips into a small smile when Harry put an arm around Thea's shoulders and gave her a chaste kiss.

"Blake met Laura Hilfgard, babe! She was his client."

Her excitement brought a grin to Harry's face. "That's the author you like, isn't it?"

"I didn't think you'd know her, Harry."

"Of course I know her." Harry faked a smile at Blake. "I've read all the books beside Thea's bed, so I know every author she likes and dislikes."

"That's...very impressive."

"Thank you."

The sarcastic tone the men had exchanged went right over Thea's head as she turned back to Blake. "But what happened? Was she in trouble?"

"No, it's actually the opposite." Blake laughed. "She's getting a divorce. She's pretty happy about it."

"Oh, good for her!" Thea exclaimed, hugging Harry's arm. "So, what was she like as a real person? I suppose she was just as sweet as I imagined."

Blake nodded. "She was very sweet. She's also a literary agent, did you know that?"

"Yes! I actually sent her my manuscript a long time ago but she hadn't replied. It's probably got lost in the spam."

"Well, would you like me to give it to her in person?"

Thea's jaw dropped. She snapped her head to look at Harry, whose brows drew together as he tried to figure out what Blake was up to. But the guy didn't even spare him a glance. He was only beaming at Thea.

"I think Ms Hilfgard liked me," Blake said. "I'll ask her to read the story and give you some feedback. I mean, if that's fine with you."

"That's better than fine! Thank you! Thank you!"

Thea then told Blake to wait as she ran to the desk by the window and took out a yellow folder from the top drawer. Harry was still gawking at her when she hurried back to the door.

"You finished the story already?" he asked, forehead puckered up as she told him, "no, this is the old version."

"Why don't you wait until you've finished, love?"

"It'd take forever. Laura might not accept submissions anymore," she said eagerly. "You said the old version was good, right?"

"Right," the men answered at the same time and exchanged weird looks with each other, but Thea couldn't care less.