Jim x Dwight

Chapter 1

I wake up to Angela snooping around my room. I sit up and put on my glasses. She must not be trying to be careful so I don't notice. She's shoving drawers and slamming everything shut.
"What the hell are you doing?" I get up and start yelling. She has no right to act like this, even if she is my girlfriend. 
She spins around and stares at me.
"I'm looking for your girlfriend's stuff."
I squint my eyes. "...What? You are my girlfriend"
"Then what is this?!" She screams. She shoves her phone in my face and I lean back to see it. It seems to be a picture of me making out with some other girl.
Shit. 
"Angela this must be edited this never happened." I tried to explain but she cut me off.
"Then why did everyone in the company receive this picture from Micheal last night?"
Micheal..? I run to my desk and grab my phone.  I put in Micheal's number and he answers.
"Yello" His voice rings in my ears through the phone. 
"Micheal. Why do you have a picture of me and some other girl."
He laughs and sighs. "Ohh you don't remember? Last night we went clubbing with Ryan and you got totally wasted. You found some girl and and..voila" He giggled. I slam my phone on my desk and turn around.
"Angela.. I was drunk and I didn't mean to. Please forgive me."
She sighs and slaps me in the face. She walks away slamming the door behind her. She comes back in.
"And return my things by tomorrow."
I go over to my bed and sit down. With my head in my hands. I let out a long sigh.

                        {Jim's POV}

Dwight walks in and slams into his chair. My eyes widen.
"Wow. That was aggressive."
Dwight stares at me and mutters something under his breath.
"What was that?"
He stares again. "Shut up Jim"
He looks down and turns on his computer. I smile.. He can be so cute.
See, I've been keeping a secret for a long time. I kind of like Dwight. Not a lot, just a little. I've managed to keep it a secret by pissing him off so he hates me and totally closes his mind to all ideas of such topic.
I'm surprised he hasn't liked me yet either. I'm so marvelously charming, even Pam likes me. Pam. And she's way out of my league. I actually used to think I liked her too, but then I just realised that I was distracting myself from the fact that I liked Dwight.
But now he's with Angela.
The moment I found out it tore me apart. I don't want to deal with that again. Last night when I saw that..that picture. I was up all night crying. I wonder how Angela is dealing with it.
I might investigate a bit. I get up and walk over to Angela's desk.
"Hey, hey Angela I'm guessing you saw that picture too. Of Dwight and-"
"Yes." She cuts me off.
"Ah. How are you guys doing?"
"None of your business." She grumbled.
"Oh okay. Bye the-"
"We broke up." She starts sobbing.
"Ye- I mean, oh yeah? That's so sad, you guys are so cute together."
She nods and turns around. I walk away with a smile on my face. I knew I shouldn't find happiness in another person's misery, but I can't help being happy that he's single now.