Our Little Secret | [j.b]

7

Mr. Bieber

Me and my lovely assistant were attending a meeting today and I couldn't ask for anyone else. It's like she completely forgot about what happened last weekend, about the kiss. She was focused, she took every note and listened carefully to all the statistics like she's suppose to. Which was good, but I hated how distant she was because of the kiss. She hadn't really said much to me all day, maybe she's not in a good mood? Maybe it's lover boy's fault she's not herself. I glanced at her from the corner of my eye, seeing she was fidgeting with the ends of her skirt. I placed my hand on her thigh, trying to calm her down. She looked at my hand and shoved it off. Usually she didn't mind this. I always had to touch her even though it probably wasn't right. I slide my hand back to it's place and rubbed lightly up and down. She glared at me and stood up, catching everyone's attention.

"I'm sorry, may I please excuse myself?" She asked. Mr. Lopez, that lead the meeting allowed it and went back to talking. "Excuse me?" He turned back, slightly irritated. "I'll make sure she's okay, may I excuse myself as well?" I knew I was risking it for leaving the meeting but I couldn't let her get away. "Go ahead Mr. Bieber." He said. I rose from my seat and followed her out of the conference room. "Mr. Bieber, I would appreciate it if you went back to the meeting, I'm fine." She played it off, but I knew better than that. "Stop lying, you've been weird all day and I don't like it." She rolled her eyes and chuckled. "Do I always need to be happy and cheery Rose? I can't help that I'm just not in a good mood, get it straight Bieber. I don't feel like arguing, please leave me alone." She's never wanted to be away from me so much before.

"I'll leave you alone," she looked relieved and started to walk off. "but report to my office after the meeting Ms. Fletcher." She sighed and didn't argue. She knew she had to obey, she was my assistant after all. If she didn't, I could fire her or bring down her pay check, but I wouldn't do such a thing just to make her talk. Or would I? The idea made me laugh. I swear I'm not evil...maybe for Rose.

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There was a knock on my door and I yelled for Rose to come in. She came in with her arms crossed and an unpleasant look on her face. I wanted to ask her what was wrong but I ignored that nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Thank you for coming Ms. Fletcher." She nodded and sat down in the chair. She pulled out her phone and her expression immediately changed to angry. She typed quickly on the phone and flipped off whoever she was texting off. She was pissed. "Everything ok?" I started to pry. "I'm fine, what did you want to talk about?" everyone knows when a woman saids 'I'm fine' they mean the complete opposite. At least most of the time. "Well no ones listening on us, so I'll get straight to the point. We need to talk about that kiss." She looked up stunned by my statement and looked away. "Not happening. Anything work related we can talk about Mr. Bieber?" She avoided eye contact. "I'm afraid not Rose, but I would like to talk about this. Stop avoiding this, its been 2 days, you can't avoid this forever." she snickered. "I could try." She looked at me smiling. "Please talk about this Rose." she shook her head again. "No Bieber!" I licked my lips and looked at her again. If I can't get answers, then maybe actions will help. I stood up and walked over to her, pulling her arm to make her stand up.

"What are you—" I smashed my lips onto hers before any thoughts could change my mind. She kissed back slowly and held my arms. I loved the taste of her lips but I had to stop. She was kissing back and that's all I needed. I pulled away to look at her and her ears turned red as she looked down angrily. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she asked, her eyes watering from confusion. "Rose don't cry. I just wanted answers and you weren't cooperating." She shook her head and swung her arms up and down. "Why can't you understand that I'm confused? I love him, but I have..." she stopped herself from saying anymore and turned around walking out of the office. I followed her and grabbed her arm. She yanked it away and hit my arm yelling, "Leave me alone!" She ran to the women's restroom and shut the door, leaving me regretting kissing her. Why do I always do this? Whenever I'm with her, it feels like it's just us. Like she doesn't have a boyfriend...like she's mine. But I know she's not and I have to get that through my thick skull that she doesn't have feelings for me like I do for her.

I'm not even sure what that word, feeling means or what I'm trying to explain what my heart feels for her.

"Please come out Rose," I said knocking on the door lightly, trying to cause as little attention as possible. "No, leave me alone!" she yelled from the other side. I sighed and knocked harder. "Ms. Fletcher get out of there now or you're fired!!" Guess I just used the 'or you're fired' card, oops. "WHAT?" she swung the door open and covered her mouth. "You wouldn't!" when she saw my smirking widely, she folded her arms rolling her eyes. "Of course you'd only say that to get me to come out." I nodded, trying not to laugh. I held the small of her back and guided her back to my office. "Can we please talk calmly? Rose I need to know, why did you kiss me?" I asked eagerly.

She smiled at the thought and it made my heart beat a little faster seeing it made her happy. But then that smile faded as she looked at me. "That was a mistake and it can't happen again." My heart broke in two when she said it was a mistake. It didn't feel like that to me, it felt right. "Are you sure you didn't feel anything? You can't lie to me Rose, it felt right." she covered her face. "God Justin, you make this so hard. I don't have feelings for you, get that through your head." She said coldly and started towards the door. She held onto the doorknob and stood there for a few seconds. Then she left.

I plopped in my chair, feeling life fall to my feet. As much as I don't want to admit it; the years she's worked for me, she slowly somehow stole my heart. I tried to ignore it because she was with someone already but I couldn't. The way she smiled, the way she laughed brightened my world everyday. We always managed to have fun even though I'm suppose to be the boss and she's my assistant. We became friends, but from my point of view it felt like more than that. Like we had a special connection. But I got what I always wanted, an answer. She didn't have feelings for me.

So why should I have to suffer? I should live life and get her out of my head, but the real question was: Is that possible?

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"Hey dude, why are you sitting there looking sad? You should be partying, getting some chicks to dance for you, get drunk." Some guy came and sat by my at the bar. I decided to go to a club, maybe get a drink, catch a few girls to get my mind of on one particular person. It wasn't working.
"Dude you are deaf? Drink up a bit." he slid a drink my way. I stared at it and took a sip. He kept looking at me to finish the drink and I gulped it down. "Happy?" I said trying to get him to leave me alone. "Not until you get a girl." I sighed. "Aye bartender! Get me two more of these!" I pointed at the one I just finished. "Sure thing." I need to get drunk before I do anything else.

Soon enough I did get drunk and decided to make my way over to the dance floor. One girl with little clothing came walking up to me and ran her hand down my chest. "Hey hottie, wanna come to the VIP area?" She asked, biting her lip. This one was sexy as fuck, the way the outfit hugged her curves and showed just enough skin. "Only if you show me how to have fun." I whispered in her ear. She smirked and guided me to the back.

The girl started dancing for me as I sat on the sofa, giving me a good view. I had to admit she was good. "What's your name sweetie?" I asked in raspy voice. She turned around and sat on my lap, her legs on either side of my legs. "They call me rose del fuego." I rose an eyebrow to indicate I was confused. She smiled and and leaned over to my ear. "Rose fire. It means I'm sweet like a rose, but dangerous like a fire. Do you want a piece of rose fire..." She was talking but I wasn't listening. She lost me after Rose. Why is it when I try to forget her, somehow she gets back into my head. I'll never escape what I feel for her. Is that a good thing or not?

I gently moved the girl off of me and ran a hand through my hair. I can't do this. I can't be with this girl and push away all the guilt I'm feelings right now. Whether Rose likes it or not, I'm loyal to her. I left that place, for the better. If she hadn't told me her name, I probably would have ended up having sex with her. I couldn't go any further after hearing Rose's name. I have to apologize to her.

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Do you think Rose and Justin will be a thing? Or not?

Will Chris treat Rose better than before or will he mess up and lose the one thing good in his life?

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