Like we used to.

Chapter 3

Amal's P.O.V

"I've changed my mind."I said as I looked at Mr Jackman. "I no longer want to do this anymore."

He looked at me and let out a sigh."It hasn't even lasted an hour."

"I will not do it."I said sternly as I looked at him."I'm not going to do it promotion or not."

"Give me one reason why then."Mr Jackman said as he looked at me with a look."If you give a solid reason why you withdraw then I'll allow you."

I couldn't say the truth could I?

One of the very reasons for what I'm is behind that door, who caused me pain and conflict within myself and everyone I had around me.

I let out a sigh and looked down at my hands at my chipped nails.

"You will take them out for lunch."Mr Jackman spoke as he looked at me."You can take the company credit card."

I looked up wanting to give my comeback to him. But instead I smiled and looked at him. "Yes sir I'll do that."

"Any problems of any sort, contact me."Mr Jackman said with a nod."Now go and enjoy yourself."

I nodded then turned around and walked out of his office to see the guys stand around my area.

"So is Mr Jackman always this nice or is it just because we are here?"Erick asked as he looked at me with a grin on his face.

I let out a sigh and looked at all five of them. "Where do you want to go to eat then?"

"Don't mind."Joel answered with a smile on his face.

"Well good job I know this amazing Italian place."I said with a fake smile plastered on my face. "Can I meet you guys by the elevator in a few? I've got something to do."

"Yeah sure."Zabdiel said with a nod and looked at the rest of them. "Dale."

Then they left, I opened one of the cabinet drawers and pulled out the company credit card.

I put it in my bag and then walked to the elevator to see all five stood there looking ever so...

I bit my lip as I looked at them and walked over to them.

"Why are you biting your lip for?"Richard asked as he looked at me with a worried expression on his face.

Erick grinned and gave him a nudge indicating he knew why.

"It's nothing."

Chris looked at me and gave me half a smile. "Only if you are sure."

His voice was hurting my heart, it was like playing on broken strings on a guitar, you can't play on broken strings.

The elevator pinged and the doors opened.

"Let's go."Joel said as he stepped onto the elevator.

We walked on the elevator and Erick turned over his shoulder and looked at me. "Ground floor?"

"Yeah."

Zabdiel looked at me. "So how long have you been working here then?"

"Four years now."I replied as I looked at him with a smile on my face. His voice ever so soft and soothing.

"Do you enjoy it?"Richard asked as he looked at me.

"It's okay, it has ups and downs but which job doesn't?"

"I don't think this elevator isn't even moving."Joel said as he had a worried expression on his face. "Did you even press the button you tanto?"

Erick turned around and looked at Joel. "Yes I fucking did!"

"Then why aren't we moving?"Zabdiel asked as he looked at Erick with a pissed off look.

"I don't fucking know avatar!"Erick replied angrily throwing his hands in the air. "Why don't you fucking work out what's going on then?"

"I fucking will!"Zabdiel said as he rolled his eyes at him.

"Look, both of you just don't get pissed off."Chris said as he looked at them, Erick stood next to me as Zabdiel went to the panel of buttons. "Just calm down."

"Shut up you gringo."Erick muttered as he rolled his eyes at Chris.

I tried my best not to laugh or anything. But Erick man he made me smile.

Zabdiel turned around from the panel of buttons and looked at us. "This elevator isn't moving."

"Click the help button."Richard suggested as he looked at him.

Zabdiel turned around and clicked the button which gave out an alarm.

"We are stuck in the elevator!"Joel spoke over the intercom, with his chin digged into Zabdiels shoulder. "We need help!"

"Help will be on its way."The person spoke over the intercom.

"How long?"Zabdiel asked over the intercom wanting to get out of here as soon as possible.

Nothing came back, no one answered at all.

"Why does this feel like an episode of lost for?"Richard said as he facepalmed his face. "And why with you tantos i had to be stuck with?!"

"Be grateful, it's us!"Chris said as he looked at him. "It could of been worse, you coulda of been alone" He looked in my direction. "then it would be like castaway."

Did he have to mention castaway? I looked down at the floor looking at the patterns of the carpet where as Zabdiel and Joel were pressing random buttons for the lady to come back and speak.

"Where are you from then?"Erick asked as he took a seat on the floor and looked at me.

"I'm from here."

"No i mean like your ethnic."

"Oh, mother is Colombian and father was Ecaudor-American."

Erick looked at me. "Chris is from Ecaudor."

Chris looked at me. "Yeah I'm whereabouts in Ecaudor?" Acting like we didn't even know each other.

"Somewhere you aren't from."

"I'm Cuban."Erick said as he looked at me."Zabdiel is Puerto Rican and Richard is Dominican then Joel is Mexican."

"You guys are a full range aren't you?"I said with a soft chuckle.

"Yeah why the hell not?"Richard chuckled as his hand ran down through his hair.

"YES!"Zabdiel and Joel yelled on the top of their lungs throwing their hands the air.

"Have you got us moving yet?"Chris asked as he looked at them.

"Nope."Joel replied popping the p as he pulled out one of his headphones from his ear. "Barcelona scored a goal aganist Alethico Madrid!"

"Wait, how do you guys know?"Richard asked as he looked at them with a confused look.

"We just clicked this random button."Zabdiel replied as he looked at us all with massive smile on his face.. "Then we heard the commantry and Joel put his headphones in the slot and we were listening."

"You tarodos."Erick said as he rolled his eyes at them.

"Well the lady did come back and said help will be on its way in thirty."Joel said as he looked at us. "So enjoy the next thirty mintues together." And he put his headphone back in his ear.

Erick rolled his eyes feeling what I'm feeling right now.

Don't want to be here.