I Breathe Him

I Brethe Him~ Chapter 4

Emily's P.O.V

Finally it was time to leave. I took my stuff and went to the elevator. Once the elevator's door opened, Greg stood there with a smile and said. "Ah Emily, i was just coming here to ask you something."

"What is it? " i asked.

"I-i was just wondering if you uh-" he stuttered.

"If I what?" I asked again.

"If you w-would like to go catch some dinner with me" he murmured.

I thought about it for a moment. Well today i ate nothing i was really hungry, besides i love Greg's company. "I can eat." I gave him a smile. He chuckled at my reply and shaked his head.

"Ok then, lets go" he said, moving for me to enter the elevator. What a gentleman.

Once we were out of the building and walking to Greg's car, suddenly Greg stopped. I stopped looked at him confused. "Whats wrong?" I asked.

"I forgot my car key in my office" he replied. "I'll be here in a minute" I nodded.

Greg left, I was standing alone in the street. I realized that Greg's car was across the street, so i decided to wait next to it.
I guess it wasn't a good idea, because the minute I was half way crossing the street the second thing I know is being hit by a car and thrown on the ground. It wasn't dangerous but it really hurts.

"F**k " I heard a familiar deep voice shouting, coming my direction.

I saw his gorgeous face looking so frustrated. How could he manage being super hot yet really annoying.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Yes, ofcourse. I mean i was just hit by a car, how can I not be OK" i half shouted the last part.

"Emily is that a prank or something, you always seem to pop in my way" he said, helping me get up.

"Are you kidding me? Are you saying that im trying to kill myself ?" I asked him in disbelief.

"No. Then you must be stalking me" ok thats it, somebody hold me because I'm so close on killing him.

When he noticed my deathly glares at him he said. "Nevermind, are you fine? Does anything hurt? " He asked, sounding a little conserned? Huh, weird.

"Im fine" I spat.

"Where were you going, I'll take you" he offered.

"No thank you, I have my ride" I replied dryly.

"Oh really. But I dont see it" he said sarcasticly.

I was about to reply when Greg's voice interrupted. "Found them" he said holding his key.

Mr. Aframs looked at Greg then turned his head and looked at me the said. "He's your ride?"

"Yes"
Why the hell was he asking for. Why does he care.
Greg stood there dumbfounded between the two of us. While we stood there in silence.

"Whats wrong?" Greg asked breaking the awkward silence.

"Nothing important, come on lets go." I told Greg making eye contact with Mr. jerk "see you monday Mr. Aframs" I said before turning on my heels and went to the car with Greg.

I spent the best night ever with Greg, he made me laugh so hard.
We went to the same resturant as last time. This guy is so amazing, he could make you forget about anything around. But something I couldn't forget about, its him.
Its not my fault if he's so attractive, beautiful and oh so hot.
But he has an attitude like shit.

Once Grag pulled off in my driveway, I opened the door and was about to step out then I turned and gave him a smile and said. "Thank you for tonight,"

"No, thank you for tonight," he said it warmly. I could feel my cheeks heating up right now. I nodded and stepped out of the car and started walking fast, avoiding eye contact with him, I didn't want to see me blushing like that.

Once I stepped in my beautiful home. I quickly threw my purse on the sofa and went up stairs to my room. I got in toilet, stripped out of my clothes. My body completely relaxed when the warm water hit my skin.
Good thing tomorrow is saturday, I dont have work yeppii.
When I was finished taking my relaxing bath, I got in my menion PJ's. What, I love menions. Then I drifted off to sleep.

***

I woke up on the sound of my phone ringing, I ignored it the first time it stopped for a while until it went off again.
I glanced at the clock beside me that was place on my nightstand, it was freaking 6:00 in the morning, who the hell could it be.
I picked up without looking at the caller ID "Hello"

"Good morning, Emily. Be ready i'm picking you up in thirty, we have work" Mr. Aframs said firmly.

I stayed quiet until his words sank in my head. What?! Work, and i have to be ready in thirty minutes?

"B-but I" I started but he cut me off saying "No buts, being my assistant means that whenever i'll need you, you should be really even if its weekend or midnight. Maybe I forgot to tell you"

"You think" I mumbled under my breath.

"You said something?" Damn it, how did he hear.

"I said i'll be ready" I groaned.

"Great," he said and hanged up without giving me the chance to say anything. Jerk.

I got up from my comfy bed with a shrug. I did my my morning rotine, I pulled my wavy brown hair in a ponytail. I slipped in my black skinny jeans and a white tank top with my red vans.

By the time I finished, I heard my phone going off. This time looking at the caller ID, yup it was Mr. Aframs I picked up.

"Get down, Im waiting," he said, and why did I hear it in a rude way? Oh yes, because it did.

"Coming" I said and hanged up. Too can play rudy attitude. I mentally smirked as if I've achieved something.

Once I was out of the house, there was a black SUV. The driver came out walking in my direction.

"Good morning Mrs. Walters, Mr. Aframs is waiting for you in the car" he informed, leading me to the car. Then he opened the door for me and I got in.

"Good morning, Emily" Mr. Aframs greeted.