I guess my life just couldn't get worse. First of all my boss is a jerk who can't keep his hands to himself. Second, I need to be with him on this stupid meeting/charity trip and 3 minutes ago my life got worse. Apparently they booked the reservations a week ago. There weren't any rooms with two beds so here I am, in a hotel room together with Mr. Styles.

Thank god he said that he will sleep on the couch. I don't want to sleep with him in the same bed. It was pretty late when we got to the hotel so I immediately went to bed. I striped my clothes and pulled on my pyjama shorts with a top. I went to the little kitchen to get a glass of water. Once I stepped into living room I bumped into something hard..

Or rather someone.

Shit.

Mr.Styles..

He gripped my shoulders and said: "Easy there" with a small smirk on his face.

I stepped away from him and went into the kitchen. I could feel his stare on me. Was it so hard to leave me alone for a few moments, hours, days?? Actually I think weeks would do.

Ignoring his stare that probably was burning a hole into me, I took a water bottle from the mini refrigerator and poured it into the glass. Taking the glass I turned around only to see Mr. Styles standing there, where he was before, shamelessly checking me out, again.

I rolled my eyes and walked past him to the bedroom. I set the glass on nightstand and sat on the bed.

Why can't my life be easier? Why am I stuck with a jerk that most people call Mr. Styles...

Why can't he just...

Be normal.

Not that I say he isn't, but I don't like how he acts or rather what he is doing to me. I mean c'mon he IS my boss, we CAN NOT be in any relationship. I heard that's what happened to his previous secretary. He got her in bed, and then pooof next day she was fierd.

Releasing a loud sigh I shook my head to get rid of all the thoughts and was finally ready to sleep.

I made myself comfortable in the gigantic bed and slowly drifted to sleep.

I was woken up by my annoying alarm. Somehow I felt relaxed and this big bed was amazing.

The sun was shining and birds chirping....but then I felt a ton of bricks hit me. I remembered that I'm in hotel with Mr. Styles. I sat up lifting the covers from myself and standing up. I took a towel, my outfit that I am going to wear to today's meeting, makeup and bathroom essentials.

I stepped out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom. I was about to reach the doorknob when the doors opened and Mr. Styles apeered in the doorway, only a towel around his waist. I would be lying if I said I stopped breathing in front of this Greek god jerk. Water droplets on his toned chest and stomach making me drool.

''See anything you like?'' Mr.Styles snapped me out of my thoughts with, again, one of his cocky remarks.

''I have seen better..'' Lie.. I was totally lying my ass off. I'm seriously considering his body was made by Aphrodite but his soul was made by Hades. I just wanna run my fingers through his wet hair and touch him. I never noticed how many tattoos he has. Wait. Snap out of it. You can't think like that. I brushed past him in the bathroom and shut the door behind me, making sure I locked it. I open the water crane and strip my clothes off, then stepping in the shower, quickly washing myself.

Putting the white fluffy towel around my body, I stand in front of the mirror and looking at my reflection. I didn't look so bad, I guess the sleep really paid of. I aplayed foundation, powder, few coats of mascara and drew a thin line of eyeliner. I always tried to keep it as natural as I can. I put on my pink lacy bra with matching thong. Now on with the non-favorite part. Tights. I always manage to rip them somehow. Well lets hope that it won't happen. After I successfully got the tights on I took the black blouse with short sleeves that were studded with little diamond studs. Of course not real, plastic. Then my white skinny jeans and black higheals. I guess, I never leave without the black higheals but I should probably go shopping later and buy new clothes. I didn't need to wash my hair since it was clean, so I just cleaned my teeth. I  took my stuff and went out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. I threw my stuff on the bed and made my way back to the kitchen. Taking a bowl, i took some fruit cut them and poured all over with yogurt. Yup, this hotel was sure to stock the refrigerator, which I'm thankful of.

After I ate I drank a glass of water and now was waiting for Mr. Styles.. Apparently he had already ate, which explains why he didn't bother to eat.

Shutting the door of the hotel room and making our way to the exit, I couldn't stop to think that this will be one of a hell long day.

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