Trapped in a mall, with a HOT guy... for FOUR days, over Xmas!?!- Chapter 3
The guy's POV
As I marched over to the doors I noticed that they were shut, and the shutters were down. No, they saw me run after Rachael! They knew I was still in here! They can't have left already!
I almost ran to the door. I knew it was useless but I pushed the handle down anyway. Nothing. I felt anger creeping up inside me, taking over.
I knew it was wrong but I swung round and took my anger out on Rachael,
"Well it looks like where stuck in here until it opens, I hope you're happy!!! " I just couldn't help it.
"Well I'm sorry but you didn't have to follow me!"
And with that she turned and walked away. For a moment I stood and watched her walk away, my stomach tied itself in knots. Why did I have to take it out on her? Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"Hey, where are you going?" I asked, in my head begging her to turn back round.
She just carried on walking, didn't stop didn't flinch or anything. She just called over her shoulder, "To get the thing I came back in here for, not that it's any of YOUR business!"
Her words stabbed me through the heart; well I suppose I deserved that! I mean what were you expecting, you have worked with her for 2 years now and not once as she noticed you. You might as well never have existed!
I was just stood there like a moron, watching the place where she had walked away. I couldn't make my eyes move, even though she had turned and practically ran through a door.
I my head I could see clearly the day in which I first laided eyes on her.
It was a Thursday and my mum had asked for me if there were any jobs going, my dad had been a mechanic before he died 4 years ago. He had taught me the way around an engine by the time I was 9. They had said they needed a new mechanic so my mum set me up for an interview.
I went in for the interview at ten minutes to four, the interview was actually at 4 but I knew it was always good to be early, especially if you wanted to make a good first impression.
I saw her the very moment I stepped across the threshold. I would always remember that day as if it was yesterday.
I walked in in my black pants and white shirt (my mum had insisted that I went looking professional.) And then I saw her, she looked like a friggin (I know that's not a real word) angel. Her skin was kind of pale but went beautifully with her green eyes that were shaped like a wave. She had long silky brown hair which she tied back in a ponytail with only her side fringe left out.
She wore a strappy dark purple top, and from her waist down she had overalls on which she had tied around her slim waist by the sleeves. She wore boots but they seemed to be shaped to her feet, like they were especially made for her.
She walked right passed me, back to her work area where there was a half finished car. She didn't even notice me, but I continued to stare at her as she carried on working.
"Are you Ash Turner?" A mans husky voice asked.
"Huh? Oh yes. I am." I answered, turning to look at the guy that had pulled me out of my stare. It was a guy with longish black hair and blue eyes, and he was holding a clipboard .He was wearing baggy jeans and a tight black gym shirt that showed off his small muscles. This guy thinks he's it by what he's wearing. Ha his muscles aren't even that big!
"I'm Danny, the manager." Him? Manager? Yeah right... Oh my god he is! I just dissed the manager!
"If you would walk this way," he continued. He turned and started walking, I followed. We walked past her and she didn't even seem to notice. Is she ok? I asked myself, she doesn't look very happy. I was getting very curious.
