Harry
"Come on baby," I shook Ellie's shoulder. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head.
"Give me ten minutes." She mumbled, pulling the covers back down to her neck.
Her makeup was smudged everywhere, not that she looked any less beautiful. I kissed her lips and she kissed me back, "you have work." I pulled away.
"I know, but, I really don't want to." She stuck her lip out.
"Take it up with your dad. How does your head feel?" I asked, brushing her hair back. She shut her eyes again and sighed.
"Hurts like a bitch, but nothing worse than I've ever had," she began to get out of the bed.
"I got the clothes we packed in case we stayed over, they're in the red bag over there," I pointed to the corner of the room. Ellie nodded, finally standing up from the bed.
The grey sweater dress thing she wore was pulled up the slightest bit and I groaned.
"What?" She looked over her shoulder, completely unaware of what was going going on back here.
"I need a cold shower," I mumbled, getting out of the bed and walking into the bathroom in the hall.
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Ellie
"Ellie, you barely come to work anymore," my dad began and I rolled my eyes. I knew this was why I was getting pulled into his office.
"I'm happy for you and Harry, I really am. I haven't seen you this happy since years ago and I wouldn't take it away for the world but, this career is what is going to be getting you by so you need to start coming in every day except weekends please." I scoffed and he raised his eyebrows at me.
"Excuse me?" His voice was loud when he spoke.
"I work harder than every damn person in this building. Maybe I needed a break, dad." I stood up and slammed the door.
I thought about quitting this job everyday I was here but today was really pushing it.
I skimmed through my emails, one in particular catching my eye. I clicked on the file, seeing it was from a manager.
"Thank you for taking a look at Jacks portfolio. I am just emailing to confirm our appointment with Mr. Harty at 3:00 p.m on November 4th, 2017. See you soon. - Josh Lane"
I looked at the date and my eyes widened. Just as I was about to let my dad know of the meeting we were scheduled to have today, one of the receptionists approached me, two men following her.
"Ellie, Mr. Gilinsky has an arranged appointment with your father and yourself right now, would you like to show them the rest of the way.
"Of course! Hi, I'm Ellie, Mr. Harty's daughter, if you'll follow me I can lead you to him." I smiled and my eyes met the younger boy who stood behind the other one.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Josh and this is Jack." I shook both of their hands and turned on my heel, telling them to follow me. My thigh high heels clicked against the floor and I knocked on my dad's office door, opening it soon after.
"Come on in," I smiled to them and looked at my dad and mouthed, "appointment."
He nodded quickly and introduced himself. "It's nice to meet you, let's get started."
