Blinded By Love

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

"Y-you're t-telling me that y-you're gonna work with Harry for a c-couple of m-months?" Stacy stammered, dropping her food on the table.

"Pretty much, yeah." I shrugged.

"That is so awesome! You lucky bitch! You'll gonna be spending time with each other, you'll be ogling his body, you'll gonna kiss him, and you'll gonna make lo-"

"Woah there Stace! Stop it. That is not gonna happen. And I will not let that happen."

"And why is that? Don't tell me you're still stuck with your past!" Stacy said with an accusing tone.

"Exactly! Guys from my past liked me because I'm pleasurable. There's no difference with the guys in the past, present and in future. All they want is hump and dump, and I'm not gonna let that shit happen to me again. And don't you dare lecture me about 'you'll gonna find your true love in the future' because it is not true! There is no true love for me!" I snapped. Thank goodness we're eating lunch at my office. No one's gonna hear us.

Every time my past brought up, I can't stop but feel so upset, frustrated, and sad at the same time. Those were the time of life that I wanted to forget. That I wished it never happened.

Stacy sighed and took my hand, "I am sorry for bringing that up. I know it upsets you and if I could just take those memories away, I would. I just wanted you to be happy."

Stacy and James are the only people who knows about my past. They're my only friends who I can confide whenever I want. They help me move on and live my life as normal as possible.

I first met Stacy Smith at the airport when our suitcases switched. We laughed and chat, and from then, we hit it off. She's very attractive and kind-hearted young lady. She let me stay in her flat for as long as I want until I can buy my own place to stay. She was also the one who recommended me to Star Records.

Then I met James Ford in a pub near Stacy's flat. He's handsome but not my type. We treated each other like biological siblings. He was like a big brother that I never had. Very kind-hearted too. I didn't know that he's going to be my boss at that time. I was beyond shocked when I found out that he was the one who's going to interview me. He said that I didn't get the job because I'm his friend. I got it because I met the company's standards and qualifications.

Smiling at Stacy, I squeezed her hand said "I know. And I'm sorry for snapping at you."

"It's ok, Sammy. But you have to admit, Harry looks like he came out from the front cover of a magazine or a God from Greek mythology. He's so hot and gorgeous!"

"Yes, That's true. Now lets drop this subject and eat. I am hungry." I said, trying to withdraw the topic.

"You're still a lucky bitch." She winked.

"I know."

*****

"...Hey how ya doin'? Sorry you can't get through, why don't you leave your name and you're number..."

Why in the name of God is my phone ringing at this very early in the morning?!

Groaning, I grabbed my phone at my bedside table and answered it without looking at the ID.

"Hello." I answered grumpily. Looking at the clock beside me. 4:32 am! What the heck?!

"Good Morning, Sweet cheeks! Why so grouchy in the morning?"

Sweet cheeks?

"Harry Simpson, It's only 4:32 in the morning! I'm not up until 5:30. You better have a good reason for calling." I whined rubbing your eyes.

"Hey! I just wanted to be the first to greet you a very good morning." He said. I can feel him smiling at the phone.

I laugh at him. Someone's in a good mood. "Really? This early?You can just greet me later in the studio, you know? And how did you get my number anyway?"

"James Ford." He said shortly.

"Damn. That idiot!"

"Don't blame him, Sweet cheeks. You know I'll still be going to get it since we're going to work together from now on."

"Touché"

*****

Harry and I have been talking on the phone about random things for more than an hour now. I have learned that Harry doesn't drink alcohol or smoked cigarettes. He said its bad for the health. What a very responsible young and hot lad. See how random our topics are.

I can already see the sun creeping from my window. Of my bedroom. Looking at the clock, it's already 5:43 am.

"Shit! I have to go. I'm gonna be late for work. Oh no! This is all your fault. Why do you have to be talkative!" I said teasingly.

"Hey! It's not my fault. It's you who can't resist me." He said. "Just admit it, Sweet cheeks."

And I'm blushing like hell. "Shut up Harry."

"I bet you're blushing right now. I can feel it." I hear him chuckling on the phone. "Don't worry. I like making you blush. You look so damn cute." And I can feel him grinning too. "By the way, do you wanna go and have breakfast with me again?"

"Nope." I said trying my best to be serious.

"Oh come on. Just a friendly breakfast won't hurt. And we also kinda have to work on our relationship as friends because we're going to be stuck together for too long."

"Ok fine. Meet me at Starbucks where we met yesterday at around 6:30. See you." Not waiting for his respond, I hung up the phone and run inside the bathroom to take a shower.

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A/N:

Douglas Booth as James Ford

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