His Assistant

Moving Foward

I got up early so I wouldn't have to take a ride with Chris, I took a shower, got dressed and head downstairs.

I walked in the kitchen to make some coffee, I heard shuffling around in the living room, I pulled a knife out from the draw, I tried my best to stay as quiet as possible, i raised the knife up as I switched on the light, I sighed in relief when I saw Chris sleeping on the couch,

Y/n: "hey dumbass.."

I kicked at his feet, he stirred a little but still didn't wake up, i sat on the small space next to him, shaking him a little,

Y/n: "Chris..."

Chris: "hmmm.."

Was all he said not waking up, i shook him a little harder this time,

Chris: " yea.."

He squinted a little as his eyes adjust to the lights,

Y/n: "you have a meeting with your manager.."

Chris: "WE have a meeting.."

Y/n: "oh right...why are you sleeping here..."

Chris: "I didn't get much sleep last night...I was waiting for you and I probably slept away..."

I just nodded my head,

Y/n: "coffee?"

Chris: "we're probably late...let's just buy on our way..."

I just nodded then he noticed the knife in my hand,

Y/n: "I thought you were a burglar or something..."

Chris: "so if it was a burglar you would stab him?"

Y/n: "yea why..."

Chris: "I didn't think of you as the aggressive type.."

He placed his hand on my waist which made me realize I was still sitting next to him, I got up and walked towards the kitchen grabbing my bag and phone,

Y/n: "we'll have to wait for the car?"

Chris: "I'll drive.."

Y/n: "well let's go.."

We went into the garage and got into his car, as soon as I sat in the front seat, Chris leaned over putting his hand across me,

Y/n: "what are you doing?"

His face was now close to mine,

Chris: "the seat belt sticks a little..."

He yanked the seat belt, pulling it in front of me and clipping it, after that we were silent until we reached Starbucks, he placed his order and looked over to me, before I could say what I wanted he spoke,

Chris: "iced caffè mocha and a cheese danish?"

I nodded, he knew more about me than my best friends did, that was one of the reasons I had fallen for Chris, he knew me too well for someone I just started to know, after driving for a while we reached his managers office.

Chris: "ready?"

He asked seeing all the paparazzi in front the building, he grabbed the bags and got out,

Chris: "stay here.."

I did as I was told until his body guide came and open the door, helping me out, soon Chris was right by my side,

Chris: "remember.."

Y/n: "keep my head down.."

I put my hand up covering my eyes, Chris on one side of me and his body guard on the other,   usually the paparazzi never said anything about me but this time it was different, they kept yelling my name, I didn't pay any attention until they started asking questions,

"Y/n are you Chris' new girlfriend.."

"Chris are you dating your assistant.."

"Are you dating?"

Chris noticed my attention being drawn by the questions which made him grab into my hand, he gave me a quick glance making sure I was okay, We got inside and headed inside the elevator,

Chris: "you okay?"

I just nodded, it was weird for me, to be in that position, we stop at the floor and got to his managers office yet I didn't say a word, having gone through that my anxiety was over the roof, Chris and I sat at the table waiting for his manager to arrive.

Manager: "soooo we have a lot to do.."

He said as he walked into the room, a few other people walked that I never met,

Chris: "why is the PR team here?"

Manager: "so after your little rendezvous...people are talking.."

I looked up at Chris confused, was he talking about the cruise,

Y/n: "I don't understand.."

I shook my foot vigorously, it was something I did when I was nervous, I felt Chris' hand on my thigh rubbing it gently, I looked over to him but he didn't look my way not wanting anyone to see. 

Manager: "are you on social media?"

Before I could answer chris did,

Chris: "no she's not.."

Manager: "well...apparently some photos from your trip together got out....people are talking wondering if you're a couple...."

Chris: "so what do you suggest we do?"

Manager: "I suggest you start dating...and when I mean date....not each other....both of you need to be seen with different people..."

Chris looked over at me with a sudden hurt in his eyes like he didn't want to, of course I wanted to move on from Chris but I didn't want to start dating,

Manager: "Chris dating your assistant is bad for your image....so we'll set you up with another celebrity...to get people talking about you...y/n I suggest you start going out...dating someone....make sure you seen with people....make a social media Instagram twitter all that....post up your new date....all that..."

Chris' grip on my leg for tighter, his jaw clinched, I knew he was angry but why was he,

Chris: "do we have to ?"

Manager: "yea you do...also Chris you have an interview today...they'll ask you a question or two on both of you....I'll send you exactly what you should say..."

The room was silent for a few minutes, I just looked down at my coffee and Chris' hand which was still on my thigh, it was weird but I needed some comfort, so I placed my hand over his, without hesitation his intertwine our fingers, at this point I was more confused than ever, I don't know what I got myself into, was he just comforting me? Was I just over thinking this.

Chris: "we'll talk about it when we go home..."

He looked over to me, with a smile on his face, what did that mean? What did we need to talk about.