Mr Hood

Chapter 5

YOUR POV

Sitting on the floor of my apartment, I cradled a box between my legs and opened it up.

Inside were my pots which I decided were probably the most important thing.

I hadn't had the chance to get some
food and seeing as this was only my second night here, I'd just ordered takeaway.

I decided I'd go shopping tomorrow after work.

A loud knock at my door announced Ashton's arrival.

I stood, pushing the box aside, and went to answer the door.

Ashton stood on the other side, grinning with his hands on his hips.

"About time you answered," he tutted.

"You knocked once," I laughed, giving him a shove.

He shoved me back, chuckling but stopped when saw the boxes.

"Fucking hell how much stuff do you have?" he gasped.

"A lot," I admitted.

"I can see that," he said sarcastically, as he rolled his eyes.

"You're a hoarder aren't you," he muttered.

"I am not!" I shouted. "Stop complaining and start unpacking or we'll be here all night."

He grabbed the box I'd just been working on and sauntered to the kitchen.

I smiled as I watched him depart.

I was so lucky to have a friend like Ashton in the office.

I didn't know how I'd survive without him there, telling me jokes and giggling that adorable giggle.

--

An hour and a half later and we'd successfully managed to unpack half the boxes.

"In three hours we will have sorted your apartment," Ashton announced clapping his hands together in delight.

He stood from the floor, dusting off his jeans and I couldn't help but look.

Seeing him in regular clothes was odd.

He wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a band shirt, with a red and black flannel over the top.

He'd proceeded to take off the flannel and tied it around his waist.

He took a seat on the sofa and I copied, curling up beside him.

"How about we order pizza and have a break?" he asked.

"Sounds good," I agreed.

He patted his jeans looking for his phone and retrieved it.

He stood and moved to the kitchen as he dialled the number.

My stomach rumbled at the idea of food and I licked my lips.

Now that I was alone again, my thoughts went back to mysterious boss.

What was his story?

And why had he acted so... Angry today?

I chewed on my lip as I waited for Ashton to return.

--

Ashton hadn't spoke much since the pizza had arrived and he'd just munched on his food.

I exhaled deeply and turned to him, putting my pizza slice down.

"Can I ask you something? In the strictest of confidence," I asked.

He turned his attention to me and nodded as he chewed on his food.