the ceo - h.s. [au]

chapter 30

i didn't sleep at all.

my eyes were open the whole night. i wasn't crying, i was just asking myself if i should continue to call it a relationship or not. i just don't want to be a fucking replacement, i want him to want me because he wants to, because he really feels something for me, and because who i am, not who i look alike to.

finishing my cigarette, i walk to my bathroom to take a shower before going to the hotel. my eyebags are getting darker as i stare at myself from the mirror. my face looks like a total shit, but i couldn't careless right now. four fucking days and i already got my heart hurt by this guy.

"it's only the beginning," i sigh. i've been hurt before, but with harry it's diffrent. i feel like i only have two choices whenever i'm with him: do everything carefully so i can keep him or fuck it all up and lose him.

i grab my apartment phone from my nightstands and call niall. not long after, he picks up right away,

"scarlette?" he sounds like he was still sleeping.

"morning, niall. sorry for interrupting your sleeping time," i start.

"no, i was about to wake up, anyways."

"i can't come to work today," i swallow my own spit, "terrible headache."

"yeah, you can lie when i'm no longer friend with harry," he chuckles.

"how-"

"he came to my house last night with cole, he kept saying he fucked up but yeh, when did he not when it comes to women," he probably rolls his eyes while saying that.

"where is he now?" i ask.

"his house? he went home at one," niall says. "you still taking a day off?"

"can i...?" i ask.

"uh, no," niall snorts, "you need an explaination and i'm sure harry has it so i better see the two of you at the hotel," he says, ending the phone call.

can someone break my fucking arm right now?

sighing, i run my fingers through my hair. i walk to the bathroom to get ready while thinking about banging my head against this apartment right now just so i can have a day off. i'd probably won't be working so much today, knowing how heavy my eyes are right now.

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"morn- whoa! you look like death," john gasps at me.

"yeah, new look. is it good?" i smile sarcastically at him.

"no," he scrunches his nose. "mr. horan said he wants to meet you at his office once you've arrived. you're late for an hour by the way."

"i'll be there in five," i say to him, walking to the coffee machine.

after getting myself a cup of coffee, i walk to the elevator to reach niall's office. my eyes are getting heavier and heavier by each seconds that pass. the coffee doesn't even work for me anymore, but i guess i'll have to finish my work first then go home to sleep. i didn't even drive myself here because my car key is still with harry, guess he forgot to retrieve it, but now i'm confused on how to get that key back without talking to him.

"morning, niall," i clear my throat once i enter his office room. my eyes are so darn lazy i could barely look up.

"sleep well?" he asks.

"so well," i smile at him. "probably the best sleep i've ever gotten."

"right," niall nodds. "i don't believe you, but okay. i mean, your face looks like it just got hit by a bus."