the ceo - h.s. [au]

chapter 20

i pull my car at the parking lot while throwing my cigarette through the window then grab my things from the car seat next to me, ready to do today's work. hopefully harry won't bug me anymore with the amount of works he gave me this lately, but wether i like it or not, i have to accept it. the only positive think i've been thinking since the moment i woke up is having lunch with zayn but let's just see.

just when i was about to sit on my chair, i see a reminder note, saying i have to come to today's meeting with malik's company before lunch. i put my things on my desk and recieve a couple of voice mails from people including niall wanting want me to be at his office as soon as i've arrived so i walk straight to his office.

"good morning, mr. horan." i smile at him once i've closed the door behind.

"morning, scarlette!" he salutes back.

"i got your voice mail, sir," i inform.

"yeah, can you go to a restaurant near here called noire's to make sure my reservation for this weekend is set? this is the list that you have to check on," he hands me a paper. "it's under my name and tell them i want the atmosphere to be monochrome and don't forget to bring malik's file before coming to the meeting this afternoon."

"is that all, sir?" i ask.

"that's all. thank you, scarlette," he smiles.

"anytime," i return the smile and leave.

on my way down, i bumped into zayn near the lobby. he clicks his tongue when the files from his hand fell down to the floor. he looks in such a rush so i help him to gather all the papers back.

"sorry," i say to him.

"that's okay, i should've been more careful," he curts his mouth. i hand him the papers i've gathered and he accepts it, sending me a smile. he puts the papers back to the folder neatly and i read MALIK on bold when he closes his folder.

malik?

i know folders are usually named by people's last names but does that mean he's the owner of malik's company? i know i shouldn't be flabbergasted when it comes to harry's friend but, really?

"still up for lunch?" zayn's question brought me back from my thoughts.

"yeah, sure!" i reassure him.

"okay," he shruggs.

"why are you here so early?" i ask, before he turns around.

"business meeting," he says to me. "are you going to be there? you're niall's assistant, right?"

"if i can make it, yes. which company are you from?"

"malik," he says to me, showing his folder's name. "what do you mean if you can make it?"

"i have to re-check mr. horan's reservation," i answer him.

"oh, that one! are you going to be there this weekend?"

"i don't think so. not invited," i say, truthfully.

"oh," he nodds.

"i should really go now so i can come to the meeting," i dismiss myself.

"right, sorry for taking your time! drive safely, scarlette," he smiles to me.

"will do," i smile back, before leaving the building.