A Dom's Perspective

5.

I decided to wait a few days before I put my plan into action. I also decided to wait until a day that Harry has a day off, so no suspicions arise.

I pick up the phone in order to call Johanna. I dial the correct number and wait. About three rings later I hear an angelic voice.

"H-hi Mr. Tomlinson, do you n-need something?" Oh how I love that she has a small stutter when she talks to me. It's completely adorable.

"Yes, Johanna. I would like you to come down to my office when you have the time. I would like to talk to you about your time here here so far and how you are doing. Is this alright with you?"

"Of course, sir. I h-have to do something b-before hand. I'll be over in a few minutes.. Okay?"

"Okay, I will see you then." And then hung up the phone.

I quickly hopped up out of the chair and ran over to the mirror. I backed up slightly in order to see my whole top half, and to make sure that my tie is perfectly straight and my jacket looks okay. Now I really wish I would have set my alarm a little earlier so I would have had time to style my hair. Instead, it's in a messy fringe type thing. But I did take the time to shave last night, so I am grateful for that.

"Alright Louis, please, please don't fuck this up,"

At that moment, I heard a light knock at the door. I rushed over to the door but paused. I put my hand on the door handle, took in a deep breath, and opened the door to meet those bright hazel eyes that I could look at for the rest of my life. She was wearing a navy blue pencil skirt with a matching blazer. She had on a plain white shirt and a small heart necklace. I also noticed she had on Toms, instead of dressy shoes and I couldn't help but smile at her. I quickly turned my head away so she couldn't see and started to talk instead.

"Johanna, good to see you. Come in, have a seat." I motioned towards the chair that sat opposite of mine. She blushed slightly and slipped by me and sat down. I closed the door and walked to my desk and plopped down in my chair and let out a long sigh. I glanced up at Jo and saw her stealing small looks around the room.

I will admit, when you think of the head of a company, you would think of a very sleek and all white office, very expensive looking. But me? My office contains many colors. My desk is at least as old as I am and you can definitely tell. On the walls are many posters of a multitude of random shit, if I'm honest.

I guess you could put me in the same category as my desk, just left of normal.

"So Johanna, or Jo, how has your time here been so far? Any complaints?"

"My time has been great so f-far sir. The people that I work with have b-been good to me, and I really do love it h-here," she spoke in a small voice. Her eyes were locked on the cup of pens on my desk and she bit her lip a little, another nervous habit I'm guessing. I squint my eyes a little and run my tongue quickly over my bottom lip.

"Jo, you don't have to be so nervous around me. How about we go to lunch sometime? We could get to know each other a little better so you feel more comfortable around me. Are you okay with this?"

Her lips parted slightly as she contemplated the idea. She glanced up into my eyes and my breath hitched, but I covered it up with a cough.

"I t-think I'd be okay with t-that" she said with a small smile playing on her lips.

"How about Monday? We could go to that new cafe across the street?" I said with a bright smile. I'm surprised she said yes to it. This could be the beginning to something great.

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At the end of that day, it was about 9:30 at night by the time I was leaving work. I had a box of papers I had to go over before the morning, meaning that I wasn't sleeping until at least 2 am.

I walked out of to my car and step in. I put the keys into the ignition and start to pull out of the parking lot, and headed home. While driving, I let my mind drift to Johanna. I cannot seem to get that girl off of my mind. It's like everywhere I go I am always seeing things that remind me if her. I don't understand why this is happening to me. Normally I can control my thoughts, control my emotions around people.

But when I am around her, it feels like I am falling even more for her with every passing second.

I arrive home after about 15 minutes of driving, and I walk into the house, and go to my office. No matter what, I'm always in an office doing something with work. I drag the box of papers onto the desk and pull a few out and I get to work.

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Just as I thought, I finally finish the paperwork around 2:15am. I can feel the dark circles forming underneath my eyes. I rub my eyes with my hands and then run my fingers through my hair. After a few moments I finally gain the energy to stand up and walk to my room. I fall onto my bed and plug my phone in just in time to pass out into a dead sleep.

And of course, my dreams are filled with those beautiful hazel eyes.

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(a/n)
Okay so I decided I will start updating every Monday from now on.
Please give me some feedback on this and where you want the story to go. I am completely open to suggestions!