It was Monday and the weekend couldn't of gone by quicker.
If you don't recall, todays the day of my interview.
I was a little grumpy considering I was up at 6 O' Clock in the fucking morning, but that all washed away when I realized I might actually land a job today.
Sure, my boss would be a cocky asshole, but I would have a job that pays pretty well. I got dressed into my favorite, semi-sexy dress. It was black and beige with loose long sleeves. I figured Harry was the kind to hire someone with edge and not to mention he just looked like a womanizer.
I needed this job, so why not? I never get to wear this dress anyway. I shrugged to myself in the mirror and straightened out my dress. As I looked at my reflection I realized how damn good I actually looked in this dress. It drew attention to all the right places. My breasts, my ass; it even made me look really skinny. I grabbed my purse and keys and jogged out the door, slipping on my black heels on the way.
I walked in and took a deep breath, bracing myself. I looked around and saw women dressed more scandalous than me. Looks like my prediction was pretty on point. I noticed the front desk and walked up to it, not seeing a guy there like the one I talked to on the phone yesterday.
I cleared my throat and spoke confidently, "Excuse me? I'm here for the secretary position. I called in yesterday and talked to a guy name Aiden." The girl snorted and rolled her eyes. She still hadn't even looked up from her computer, and when she did, she didn't even look at me. It was to push up her boobs. Rude ass.
"Do you even have an appointment?" She finally looked up at me and checked out my outfit, scoffing. If it was at me or my dress: I'll never know.
"Yeah actually. My name is Carter Jay. As I said before I made one yesterday with a guy named Aiden, try paying attention and not focusing on your small plastic tits." I glared. I hated rude people, they pissed me off to the core.
She gasped, probably at my sudden attitude, and spoke quietly, "Oh yes, right here...Let me ask Mr. Styles if he's available right now." She picked up the phone on her desk and dialed a number. I waited and looked at her when she spoke next.
"Go on back. He's waiting for you. Make two left turns and it's the second door on your right." She smiled fake-ly at me. I nodded, thanked her, and took off.
I knocked on the door and waited for not even a minute before Harry opened the door. He looked so hot in the suit he was wearing. It was hard not to notice the sexiness radiating off of him. He had quite the sex appeal.
I heard him clear his throat and I looked up at him to see a smirk planted on his face. I rolled my eyes and walked in.
"What's your name?" He stated after he sat down. I took a seat in front of his desk where a chair was placed.
"Carter Jay." I felt so robotic.
"Alright, now why do you want this job?" He looked at me in a demanding way.
I rolled my eyes. "Don't act like you're completely innocent. You and I both know you put your business card in my purse." He chuckled deeply.
"So I'm not completely innocent. But would you mind handing me a sugar cube from behind you?" I scoffed but handed him one on a napkin anyway. "Mmm..Sugar cubes are so sweet..I can probably think of something else that tastes sweet." He winks at me and I feel my jaw drop.
"Uh, excuse me?" I was hoping I'd misheard him.
"Uhm, no. Don't think dirty things like that I was talking about chocolate ship cookies. Nothing that comes from you is probably sweet." A cocky smirk was evident on his face. I gaped at him.
"Now you listen here. You don't get to tal-" Before I could finish, he interrupted me.
"So why do you want this job?" I was getting ready to backhand this bastard, but I remembered I needed a job and was out of employment, so I played nice...for now.
"I got fired from my other job and am currently out of employment. I was a secretary for my last job for 4 years so I have experience." I saw another smirk appear on Harry's face.
"If I gave you this job would you stop being the bitch you're being and listen to me?" I was going to give him one last chance before I would blow up.
"It depends. Most of the time I will, but you're being an asshole and probably will be when I work here so maybe not." I gave him a shrug and a small smirk.
"You act like you know you're going to work here." He raised his eyebrows.
"You wouldn't have given me the business card if you didn't want me to have this job." I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a cocky stare.
"You're almost as cocky as me. I'll have you know that smart women such as yourself turn me on." He licked his lips but my smirks only grew wider.
"But I thought nothing that came from me would be sweet?" He seemed to be caught off guard from my smartass retort and stumbled over his words a little before coming out with a coherent sentence.
"Are you always this much of a fucking bitch? I bet the only way you could get laid is if you crawl up a chicken's ass and wait. Even that's questionable." He rolled his eyes at me and expected me not to reply.
Boy was he wrong.
AYE YOU THRISTY HOES! NO, HE DIDN'T TOUCH HER! #DIRTYMINDEDWEIRDOS ;) JK I LOVE YOU ALL.
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