King of Nothing

Then (6)

It was a normal day at work, and I was minding my own business. It was the usualy day, I had snapped back to my foolish, ignorant self. I was bossing everyone around like it was nobody's business, and they were all hating on me behind my back. 

That was until I got the phone call.

"Hey Boss? There's someone on line four for you." My secretary warned me. I thought it was someone trying to spam me, or like a telemarketer or something. But it wasn't. 

"I don't care if your name is Chris, and that you are from Pakistan. I don't want my dang air ducts cleaned!" I shouted without even considering who was on the other end of the phone call. 

"Uhm...Noah? Are you okay? I can come back another time." It took me awhile to register that it was Liz the one speaking to me on the phone. I had a silent panic attack because I was afraid I had blew my chances with her.

"Oh, um, yes. So sorry," I lied, "It's been a stressful day here in the workplace." She seemed to understand.

"Oh okay. Understandable." She sounded like she was contemplating whether to hang up on me or not. 

"So...what was the reason for calling?" I asked, I tried keeping my hopes down so in the end I wouldn't end up being disappointed and hurt. 

 "I just wanted to thank you for everything." I smiled.

"What did I do?" I asked, it wasn't quite clear and I wanted to be sure.

"For helping me those couple nights back. I was sad, hurt, drunk, and emotional. I could have killed myself while I was under the trance of my drunken stupor. You wouldn't let me become reckless and stupid though. You took care of me. You made me feel beautiful and believe it, when no one in my life had ever done that. Thank you, it truly means the world and I appreciate it." I blushed and grinned with joy. It just felt so good to know you had helped someone in need. It made me happy to help and make someone feel beautiful, when all of their life they never had felt that.

"It was not a problem, Liz, seriously." I said. She cackled. 

"Well, anyways, thanks again. I don't how I will ever repay you." She replied. I really didn't think she needed to repay me, it was seriously not a problem whatsoever. 

"Oh...you don't have to!" I argued. She laughed again. 

"I know what will suffice! How about that date?" She said. I couldn't process what she was asking. I thought my chances with her were hopeless.

"Y-Yes! Of course." I toned it down a little after that, I can't sound too eager. "I'd love to try a date with you!" 

"Okay cool. Pick me up tomorrow night at eight, yeah? I'm feeling in a movie mood." She answered. 

"Okay, great. This is grand, Liz. Thank you very much. See you tomorrow beautiful." I smile again but not because I had won a date with the girl of my dreams, but because not only would I be helping her get better, she'd be helping me too.