Working In the Offices (House_Owner X Reader)

Chapter 11

Ross let's my lean on him as we make our way out of the toilets, I check sign and sigh to see it's a unisex toilet, not male.

"Screw you, you had me thinking I went into the Men's toilet!" I punch him lightly.

We walk out and we see everyone is still sitting on the sofas and lightly chatting. They see me and they have small smiles on their faces. I feel my face grow red with embarrassment as we make our way towards them.

"Are you all right?" Adam asks, standing up and taking a few step towards us.

"I'm fine, thanks." I smile towards him, Ross then helps me down onto the sofa like I'm a two year old who just learned to walk and he's a concerned mother.

"Finally! We can record." Max claps his hands together.

"Wait, what?" I raise an eyebrow. "Why didn't you just call Ross if you wanted to continue recording?"

"We were waiting for you originally, we haven't started yet." Max explains.

I face palm so hard I actually hurt myself, I groan into my hands as I realise how stupid I am. "I thought you were recording so I didn't want to come around the corner and interrupt. And then I forgot where my office was and thought it was passed here."

"Yeahs, we probablys should've said something. Too lates now!" Barney laughs, bringing up our moves.

"We did actually record you falling into view. Can we use it?" One of the men, who I think is Corey, handling the cameras asks.

"Yeah, I don't mind." I smile. I ask Emily to get my hair brush from my office and I thank her as they pass it to me. I quickly brush through my knotty hair and place the brush on the floor by my feet. The camera men have already began to record by the time I turn to look at Adam who is sitting next to me, then it goes Max, Barney and Ross.

"So, (Y/N), we're doing the warheads challenge. Warheads are basically a really sour can-" Adam begins to explain to me but I cut him off.

"I know what they are, I tried them once in England. They had an American sweet isle in Tesco, I came across them when I was looking for tea bags." I look at the bowl of sweets on the table in front of us.

"That had to be the most British sentence I've ever heard." Max jokes, making us all laugh.

"Hello guys! Today I'm here with Barney-" Adam begins his intro.

"Apple."

"Mad Max-"

"I am not afraid to beat you in front of everyone."

"(Y/N)-"

I wave at the camera.

"And ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSS." Adam finishes, pointing at Ross who is now wearing a plaid snuggie.

"Heeeey~" Ross whispers, countering Adam's shouting.

"And today we will be doing the Warheads challenge. As you can probably tell, we have someone new here who will be working at the offices and uploading videos! This is (Y/N)." Adam pokes my cheek.

"Just to let you all know that I cannot stand sour things at all. So this will be fun." Adam let's out a sigh, smiling at the camera.

"Everyone can take one to start with." Max instructs, we all lean forward and take one. I end up grabbing a yellow one by random.

"3, 2, 1. Go!" We all then pop the sweet in our mouths.

I'll be honest with you. I can stand sour, I don't mind it. It's spicy things I cannot handle.

Everyone's face screws up slightly but mine doesn't. I watch it amusement as people make faces at the sour sweet while I quite enjoy it. I think I've grown a tolerance as I would eat the lemon slices that would come in my drink whenever we went to a pub and got a coke when I was a child.

"Why did I pick up a black cherry..." Ross mumbles, placing his head in his hands.

The game goes on for a while, Adam gives up at 5 and Ross gives up at 6. After a few more rounds Max gives up at 9, leaving me and Barney.

"Okay, let's bump it up to 14. 7 black cherries and 7 lemon." Max suggests.

Even I'm worried about this one. Barney gives me a look and spits the 9 sweets out after they turn sweet. After mine turn sweet I just eat them, regretting it after they end up cutting my tongue.

Ross and Adam pick out the 14 sweets for us, I'm thinking about how sour this is going to be and my eye twitches.

Ross comes and sits next to me with the 14 sweets in his hands.

Adam had Barney's in his hands too.

"3, 2, 1. Go!" Max counts down.

I take a few sweets out of Ross' hands at a time, chucking them all in my mouth until they are all in.

At first, they are fine. Then I move them around in my mouth and it hits me.

My eyes begin watering and I feel the spit collect in my mouth,. a little scared to swallow.

"(Y/N)'s crying!" Adam laughs with shock in his voice.

I try to say "My tongue is probably ripped to shreds," but spit just drips out.

I grab a tissue to wipe it off.

"Eww..." Adam looks away. I just laugh, well my best attempt at laughing is making some strange alien gargling noise.

I swallow the built up spit in my mouth and it is so sour. Why am I doing this for the entertainment of others?

"Give up already." I lift my head up to avoid me accidentally spitting one of the sweets out as I speak to Barney.

Barney tries to talk but gags and he is forced to spit them all out.

I grab the bin and spit mine out.

"I did it!" I raise my arms in victory. "I taste blood..."

I grab a tissue and hold it to my tongue, when I pull it away it is covered with little spots of blood. I grin, not really caring.

Barney sticks his tongue out to show his is bleeding too.

"Who wants to do the lemon juice challenge?" Ross jokes, I raise my eyebrows as I think about how much that would sting.

"So, this was us doing the Warheads challenge and... winning? We made (Y/N) cry and Barney bleed so I don't know who won really. So if you enjoyed watching this challenge video and you, uhh, enjoyed watching these people suffer leave a like and check out their channels in the description below. Bye!" Adam finishes his outro then leans back on the sofa as they signal they've finished recording.

Ross walks up to me and hands me my crutches, I'm guessing he went to get them.

"Why are you acting like you're my slave? You don't need to do everything for me. But I do appreciate it." I thank him and push myself up and slowly make my way to my office.