I think i've seen this film before...

chapter three

I'm sorry that this took so long but i've been really busy. Hope you enjoy :-)

Taylors pov

I was really nervous walking into the office today. My bruises had significantly worsened and I now had multiple more lining my stomach, neck and wrists. I didn't want to cause anyone any trouble so I hoped no one would notice. As soon as I stepped foot in the building, like usual, everyone's gazes drifted towards me. I guess it could be because of the extremely expensive pant suit that I was wearing which happened to be the most full coverage item in my closet. I accessorised it with a scarf and gloves. I knew that I looked a little odd, but I didn't really have much of a choice; either that or people noticing. 

On the way to work I had stopped to grab a coffee for Joe as per request. I couldn't buy one for myself because if money for two coffees left my bank account Adam would realise and know I had bought one for someone else. That wouldn't be good. 

As I was getting into the elevator that would take me up to Joe's floor a couple of giggling girls walked in. They were wearing the shortest dresses with the lowest necklines that would barely be considered appropriate. They looked young. Even though I was still only 24, I felt really old, considering everything I had been through.

 As soon as they saw me they instantly shut up and shared a few awkward glances between them; the type of glances that confirm that they were just talking about you, and telling by the dirty looks I was now receiving they weren't talking about anything good. When they rushed out of the elevator at the floor before Joes I managed to catch a glimpse of what they were talking about. “What a slut.”  At this I had to stifle a laugh as my mind wandered back to what they were wearing.

I finally reached Joe's floor and couldn't help but be a little bit nervous. ‘Why am I nervous?’ He’s my boss, that's why. I just want to do well at this job and make good impressions. Nothing more. When I knocked on his I made sure to check through his events for the day, they looked pretty clear. A few seconds later he opened the door and gave me a gorgeous smile that made my knees go weak. ‘Is that normal? Should I be feeling like this about my boss? Argghhh I have a boyfriend.’ But he was just so pretty. 

“Hi Taylor, nice to see you,” Joe said, his smile not faltering for even a second. “ Oh and you bought the coffee I asked for.” He continued carefully grabbing it off her. “Did you not get one for yourself?”

“Oh no, I just didn't feel like coffee.” I lied, in all honesty I think I might die if I don't get a coffee soon, it's like my body doesn't run without caffeine. 

“Oh,” was all he said in reply. I watched as he settled down at his desk and began working. I decided that I should also try and get some work done, though I doubt I could without the caffeine in my system.

Joe's POV

For some reason I just couldn't concentrate properly on my work today. The girl on the other side of the room was mesmerising. I know i'm her boss and I shouldn't be looking at her that way but I just couldn't help it, she's just so damn hot. 

I glanced at the clock and it was nearly lunch, but I was hungry now. Looking over at Taylor I couldn't help but notice how skinny she looks. Does she eat enough? Why did I care so much? Who am I kidding? She's adorable and also seems like the nicest human being on the planet. I decided then and there that I was going to ask her out to lunch. I would like it to be a date but I don't know if she has a boyfriend or if she would even want to go on a date with someone like me. So ill be safe and ask her as her ‘friend/boss.’ If that makes sense?

I approached her desk and leaned over the side resting myself on my elbows. At the sudden closeness she flinched, but continued working while pretending to ignore me. She was getting visibly flustered, her cheeks turning bright red. That's a good thing right? 

“Hey,” I say, trying to get her to acknowledge me. “Do ya wanna go get some lunch from somewhere down the road.” This got her attention. She looked up at me, her big blue eyes searching mine for the true meaning behind my words.

“Why.” She simply responded causing me to frown.

“Well I just thought it would be nice to get to know you better.”

“I have a boyfriend.” She says bluntly, and for some reason this causes my heart to drop.

“No silly, not like that, I just want to do something nice since you've been working so hard all morning.” I respond, laughing it off.

“I guess I could use a coffee,” she finishes, sounding caffeine deprived.

“Why didn't you get one this morning?” I laughed wondering why she only got one for me.

“I did get one. I just finished it before I got here.” From the look on her face I could tell that she was lying. Why would she lie?

Since where we worked wasn't too far from town we decided to walk. On the way there we talked and I found out a bit more about Taylor's personal life.

I found out that she likes to read, write, sing, bake, and play with her cats(she has two cats, called meredith and olivia, named after TV characters). She also likes friends, law and order and is especially obsessed with scramble. 

I then asked her about her boyfriend and her face fell. She then noticed that I was looking at her with a worried look on my face and collected herself. Shouldn't you be happy to talk about your significant other? 

This made me think back to yesterday and the bruises that I had seen on her wrist. I was almost certain now that they were his doing. Looking at the current outfit she was wearing I noticed just how full coverage it was. There was almost no skin showing whatsoever, and to top it off, she was also wearing a scarf.

Feeling a sudden wave of confidence mixed with curiosity I held Taylors hands in front of me. She looked at me with a puzzled expression, probably wondering why her boss, who knew she had a boyfriend, was holding her hand.

I then slowly moved my hands up to her wrists pushing back the fabric of her sleeve. She abruptly tried to pull her hands away but it was too late. I already saw the fresh array of bruising covering her wrist. I stared into her eyes where tears were welling. A single salty drop fell and she turned around and bolted in the opposite direction.

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okaaayyy lets talk grammys. That was so fucking stressfull, I was getting seriously worried. But guys I actually screamed when she won AOTY. And seeing her so happy almost made me cry, I just feel so proud. She deserves it so much.

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