Tell Me You Hate Me || •Theodore Nott•

Shit Show

Theo's POV

"Did you take care of business, Theodore? I'm hoping to hear only good news." Henry asks as he lights the end of his cigarette and inhales slowly.

Pulling the cigarette from between his lips he keeps his eyes locked onto mine as he places his hands on his desk and leans forward slightly towards me. Standing on the opposite side of his desk, I look ahead at him and nod my head.

"Yes, all is taken care of. You won't have to worry about the Lille men anymore." I assure him with my lips forming a straight line.

He looks away from me as he nods his head and places the cigarette back between his lips, taking a few puffs of smoke before pulling the cigarette away and hovers it over the ashtray.

"Good. I assume you enjoyed the rest of your time in France? Heard the weather was quite lovely this time of year." He says with such calmness in his voice as he knocks the ashes from the cigarette into the ashtray.

Leaning to the side of his desk he pulls up two wads of cash full of twenties. He throws them onto the wooden desk in front of me.

"Not really. Just work." Being short with him he raises an eyebrow and puffs on his cigarette again before pulling it out to talk again.

Giving me a breathy laugh he looks up at me, "okay okay. No need to tell me about your little escapades in France with women.." shrugging his shoulders he continues, "or men."

Raising an eyebrow and widening my eyes slightly not trying to look too shocked by his additional words, he raises his hand from the desk and does a 'shoo' movement with his fingers.

"Go ahead. Take your money and go. I'll ring you or one of the boys when I need you again."

Leaning over, I grab the money off of the desk, the two wads taking up majority of my hand. Raising the wads in my hand I gesture to him and say 'thank you' before turning around and heading towards the door. I grasp the door handle and twist it open, walking out the door and closing it behind me I reach into my back pocket with my other hand and pull out my phone.

Unlocking my phone I click into my messages and my group chat with Tom and Draco. Texting one handed I use my thumb to type out my message.

I'm back in town. Hidden Desires? I'm in need of a few drinks.

I hit send and slide my phone back into my pocket and pull out my car keys. Using my hand to push open the heavy back door, I feel a cold breeze hit me as soon as the door opens and I make my way to my car.  My dress shoes most likely being scuffed again by the gravel I unlock my car and open the driver door.

Bending down I throw the wads of cash into the passenger seat and weasel my way into my seat. Dropping the car keys into the drink holder, I press the button with my foot on the brake and the car starts. The roaring of the engine and the vibration of the motor rippling through the vehicle always send a burst of adrenaline through me like a little cop chase or street racing.

I hear a ding come from my back pocket and I shift my weight to one side of my seat while reaching into the pocket and pulling it out. Opening up the screen to my phone I see a message notification and unlock it to see Draco texted back-

Back in town and already thinking about seeing the Phoenix? You really can't stay away mate.

He ends his text off with a kissy face emoji and I roll my eyes. Clenching my teeth tightly I start to type until a text from Tom pops up.

Oh cmon Draco. You can't blame the man, she's quite fit.

My thumbs move swiftly and with a haste across the keyboard as my breathing quickens. As soon as I see the two of them, they're going to learn to shut the fuck up.