It Just Happened One Day

3.

My foot gets stepped on when I'm sucked into writing my thesis for the paper work and shit he wanted me to do. Why is he torturing me?? Why me!! I know I had a terrible first impression with calling him an asshole and everything but is he this petty??

"Holy shit don't you see I'm-" I realize who it is and immediately shut my mouth. Fuck fuck fuck, why is it always him??

"Are you okay?" he asks, looking actually concerned. Never thought I'd see him like this. Fuck this is embarrassing after I literally cried in front of him.

"I'm f-fine." why am I so nervous!??! Well he's terrifying that's probably why.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize anyone was here." he apologizes. I didn't know he had it in him to be honest.

"If I didn't have so much work I wouldn't be here..." I mutter under my breath.

"What did you say?" he asks. I shake my head and look back to my screen.

"Oh small favor. Could you go buy me some ice cream? Take my card." he says while throwing his card on my desk.

I slam my palms on my desk and give a fake smile.

"Sure. What. Flavor." I demand. How arrogant can he get??

"Uh cookie dough." he says. I snatch my coat and the card and quickly walk towards the elevator.

"Buy yourself something." he says while walking away.

I want to kill this man. I've never hated a person so much.

It's dark and I hate walking outside alone at night. This is the worst fucking day ever.

I walk in the streets, and quicken my steps when I feel chills down my back.

I hear footsteps from behind me, approaching me, but I try to keep my composure. Your okay. Your okay.

"Scarlett." I hear from far away. I turn around and lock eyes with him, my boss. He's a couple meters away, but in between us there's a man who looks drunk and high.

I take a sigh of relief and my legs give out. I'm kneeling on the ground, gripping onto my chest as my hearts beating way too fast.

I've been so stressed and exhausted today of just being at work and the thought of being fired for being stupid.

"Scarlett, he's gone." I hear his voice. My anxiety goes up again and I can feel my chest getting tighter.

"No no. Please. Just leave." I say, while hiding my face in my hair.

"Why? And I'm your boss-"

"That's exactly why! I'm so anxious around you, because of a fuck up from this morning, so please stop being around me." I plead while finally looking up at him.

His eyes are sparkling in the darkness and the streets are silent.

"We aren't at work. Treat me like a human. Not your boss. I promise I won't fire you." he taunts. I groan and get up off my knees and start walking.

This day is the worst. He's the worst.

"Stop-"

"I'm getting your damned ice cream!! Just fuck off!!" I shout accidentally. I cover my mouth with my hand and I widen my eyes.

"Fine. Bring it to my office." he says while turning around. Is he angry? Why is he talking like that?

I'm getting fired by the end of tomorrow I know it.

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I get the stupid ice cream and start walking back to the office, but I take my sweet time so his ice cream melts. I also got ice cream but revenge is sweeter than ice cream.

"What took so long? What happened?" he asks. Wow acting like a good boss now??

But he does look rather worried, since he's actually looking at me right now. He's mad right??

"Never mind. Thanks." he says while taking it out of my hands. His large hands touch mine for a spilt second and my heart starts beating quickly again. Ugh. Hormones.

"Have a good night sir." I say while trying to leave.

"Aren't you going to stay? My office has a killer view." he says. I grip my fist and turn back around with a fake smile. He looks amused.

"I have work to do and-"

"Sit." he says while bringing up a chair right next to him. Wow love this for us!

"You can't even see-" I stop in the middle of my sentence when the blinds go up and the whole city is visible.

The city lights are absolutely gorgeous and the buildings sparkle in this dark night. I stare in awe and hear a small laugh from him. Wow I didn't know he was capable of laughing.

"It's fine." I lie.

"Mhm." he says while taking a bite of his ice cream.

We eat in silence but I can feel his eyes burning a hole in me. I turn to him and he doesn't look away.

He reaches a hand out for my chin and he wipes it with his thumb, while holding my other arm down and I jump up out of my seat.

"What the fuck?" I shout.

"What?" he says, acting innocent.

"Y-You can't just touch me like that!! I could fucking report you for harassment! W-What are you trying to do??" I scream. Why is he so calm??

His eyebrows tense up and he becomes stiff.

"I didn't know you would-"

"Just because everyone is afraid of you or something doesn't mean you can do anything you fucking want!! Your just an arrogant rich man who was very lucky to inherit all of this bullshit! And for the record, I'm not one of your fucking bitches or sluts that you can touch whenever!!" I shout while racing out of the room.

H-How could he?? Does he know what he even did to me?? How weird this is??

I toss my ice cream in the trash can and run out of the building as fast as I can.

I leave the building in tears and catch a cab to head home and just sleep my worries away.

"Hey sis- woah woah. What happened??! Who the fuck do I need to kill??" Kara asks me. My sister always knows.

I crumble. I fall onto my knees and start balling. Everything I've been holding in since this morning just pours out.

I try to explain in the mix of my tears and my panic attack. She holds me tight and prevents me from hurting myself.

"He's a fucking jerk. You know that? He can't boss you around like that because of one little mistake! And it's not even a mistake, when he was actually acting like an ass!" she shouts, more passionately than ever.

"But it's weird... he just... he's weird." I say while wiping my tears although they keep coming down and sniffling my nose.

"What? Wait why? Other than the asshole thing, what did he do?" she says seriously.

"Well, he made me get fucking ice cream at 10 pm in the night, and when I was going he literally followed me. A-And there was this drunk guy but he went away when my boss came-"

"Wait so wait, he basically followed you to make sure you were okay?" she says. I want to laugh. Make sure I'm okay?? Yea sure, cause he cares so much about his workers.

"No- he's not that type of person, and I know that after only one day. He was probably protecting his ice cream, making sure I don't poison it or something. I should have... but then he made me eat it with him. Do you think he's a pervert?... but none of my work friends said anything about that part.." I mumble on and on.

She comforts me, but of course she doesn't know how it feel for me. How anxious I get, how fast my heart beats over a small thing.

And him being so muscular and tall isn't helping my anxiety when he towers over me with his deep ass voice.

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