Last First Kiss

Chapter 15

If your name is Brooke, or one of your friends is called Brooke: I'M REALLY REALLY REALLY SORRY!

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Harry's P.O.V.

I slammed the car door shut, turned around and headed for the huge building, where management's office was. I entered the building and went straight to the desk, clearing my throat to get the assistant's attention. She looked up at me and I gave her a dazzling smile

"Hi" I said. She clicked her tongue and gave me a scornful look, then picked up the phone

"Mr. Bridges, he's here" she said in an annoyed tone as she kept looking at me while waiting for an answer. I had already given up on any intention of being nice, getting more pissed off at the temporary replacement of management by the second. Our actual manager had left for a 3 month vacation with his family a few weeks ago, which means he had to replace himself and his secretary, who happened to be his wife. I really granted this guy, our manager, this vacation, because he was a nice bloke who delivered amazing work, but I wasn't really happy with his replacement. The guy who had replaced him, Trevor Bridges, was obviously one of the best and I won't deny that. Somehow this chap though, thought he could not only control our career, but also our personal lives, and honestly: he was a control freak. If things didn't go his way, he always freaked out

"He's waiting for you in his office. It's on the-"

"The top floor. I know" I cut off the assistant's bored voice. I turned around, not even granting her a smile whatsoever, and headed to the elevator. I heard a ding as the doors slid open, welcoming me into the empty lift. I pushed the button to the top floor and leaned back, trying to become calm. I heard a sweet voice filling the elevator. I closed my eyes and focused completely on the song.

"But i'm trying,
not to tell you,
but I want to,
I'm scared of what you say,
so I'm hiding,
what I'm feeling.
But I'm tired of
holding this inside my head.

I've been spending all my,
time, just thinking about you
I don't know what to do,
I think I'm falling for you"

I smiled as images of Melina laughing and smiling at me filled my head and I finally managed to regain my calm. I opened my eyes as I heard the familiar dinging noise, signaling that the doors opened and I walked over to Trevor's office door. I knocked softly, didn't find it necessary to wait for an answer and pretty much stamped into his office, sank into the chair across his desk and waited for him to notice me

"Harry" he looked up at me

"Trevor" I nodded once

"How have you been?" he attempted to be nice, but I saw right through him

"Good. You?" I asked. He smiled like he expected that question

"I've been busy" he said as he pushed some documents to the side of his desk "Mostly with you"

"With me?" I raised an eyebrow and looked out of the window, my thoughts trailing off to Melina once more

"Yes, with you. And with this mysterious lady called Melina" he caught my attention

"How does she keep you busy?" I asked, genuinely interested for once

"Well, you spend a lot of time with her" he answered

"So?" I frowned

"So you can't see her anymore" he concluded coolly. Something inside of me snapped. Who the hell does he think he is?