I hate you, don't leave me

1)

"have you never heard of knocking? Its a very modern invention that let's someone inside a room know if someone wants to come in." a very sarcastic voice said from the chair behind the desk where the very attractive man was sitting. Demi felt like she had been slapped in the face, like she had freezing cold water poured down the back of her blouse and down her back. She just stood where she had stopped not taken a step towards the extremely rude man or taken any steps back. "well? Have you?" he asked again looking her up and down like she was stupid. Demi felt the heat rise to her face as she realised that she had just been standing there while he was sitting there looking at her. Expecting an answer from her. But Demi's voice had abandoned her and left her speechless and stunned. "hello" he said getting up from his desk and walking over to her taking the clipboards from her and looking at his schedule. It was only then that Demi regained control of her sensed and breathed in a deep breath puffing out her chest then slowly letting it deflate in an attempt to retain her dignity. "yes I'm sure I want to. Is that all you wanted?" he said. "urm.. Yes thank you." she said as she turned towards the door. She opened it and was about to walk out when he called out to her. "hey, its Justin. Mr. Bieber is my farther." Demi smiled slightly. "demetria but you can call me Demi. Or miss Lovato if you prefer" he nodded and as she left she could hear him trying out her name on his tongue "Demi, Demi, Demi, Demi" he said in all different way until she could no longer hear him because she was out of earshot. But Demi smiled to herself as she sat down at her desk waiting for her next assignments to be sent to her via email.