A small blurb about the heart monitor game with Nick.
It was her laugh.
Her laugh was soft and her cheeks turned pink as she tried to hide behind the files she held in her hands. She was adorable, soft skin, hair that looked too fluffy, and a smile that could brighten the room. She was nervous and Harry could tell by the way she shifted on her feet. He didn’t make it any better when his heart rate decided to speed up once he saw her.
“We haven’t even started the game and Harry’s heart is racing,” Nick laughs, “and it’s all due to our terribly cute intern Y/N, who came in to give me the pictures.”
Y/N bites her lower lip in embarrassment, she hated having all eyes on her. Harry felt slightly sorry but he couldn’t help it, he had never felt that way, heart racing, hands sweaty, but she was just so cute with her laugh and smile.
“Sorry,” Y/N says softly, tossing the file on Nick’s side of the desk, “uh-yeah, sorry,” she squeaks, quickly rushing out, cheeks red.
“Think we should hook her up as well and see whose heart is racing more,” Nick teases, “alright mate you okay there?”
Harry chuckles softly, turning to the side where he can see Y/N nervously looking down at the ground, “sorry,” he says, “she’s just real cute.”
“Am I a match maker?” Nick asked, looking over at Y/N, “will you go out with my lovely friend? Clearly you’ve got him swooning over here.”
Y/N giggles, and Harry’s thankful he doesn’t have both ears covered by the head set because he picks up the soft sound and it’s the cutest thing in the world, his heart picks up again only making Nick laugh more, “I would love to,” Y/N says, nodding her head.
Harry smiles and he knows he’s all red, “I’m looking forward to it,” He says.
“Hear that folks? Harry may be off the market,” Nick teased.