Fatal

PART 2

                  *4pm - London*
Timothée: WHAT?! He can't fire you! - he said angrily - this is abuse of power! I'm gonna best his ass! - he said while you two were walking through the streets. Trying to find a red dress for you to buy
You: you're not gonna beat anyone's ass - you took a deep breath and looked at Tim - listen Tim, I appreciate what you're doing, but you know I need this job...and this is just a party, nothing more...
Timothée: I really want to believe that this is nothing more...I really do - he said looking at the ground with his hands on his pockets while you were looking at the shop windows
You: so how was your test for Gucci?
Timothée: I think it was pretty nice - he said distracted - the head director told me that they are going to call me if they have any news...
You: that's pretty great Tim! I'm so happy and excited for you - you smiled - when you become a famous don't you forget about me uh?
Timothée: I won't ever forget you... - he whispered, but you didn't listened, because you stopped in front of one shop window, looking at the perfect red dress for tonight
You: I think I found it - you smiled and grabbed Timothée's hand, pulling him inside the shop - isn't it beautiful?!
Timothée: yes, it is, but... - he said coming closer to the dress - is also really expensive, how are you going to pay for it?!
You: oh don't worry, Thomas is going to pay for it. He told me to come and buy a nice red dress with his card.
Timothée: uhm...that's...weird - he rolled his eyes and you took the dress to try it on. And it fit perfectly, you felt like a princess
You: so, what do you think?! - you asked coming out of the fitting room, Tim was sitting on a chair, and when he looked up at you he opened his mouth, trying to say something, but the words just didn't came out of his mouth
Timothée: y-you're...you're perfect Y/n
You: I'm so excited! - you smiled and kissed Tim on the cheek.
After you bought the dress, you and Timothée came back to your apartment, so you could get ready for the party. You knew that the way Thomas invited you was not the ideal, but you really liked going to parties, and after all...you had a crush on your boss. Totally unprofessional, I know. But what could you do? You really wanted to know all the secrets Tom hide behind those brown eyes.
                                *8pm*
You looked at yourself in the mirror and smiled. You never saw yourself so beautiful like that. It was almost like a fairytale.
Your cellphone ringed and you looked at the screen. It was Thomas.
"I'm outside"
You heart started to race. You took your purse and your cellphone, ready to leave, when Timothée heard you and stopped by his bedroom door.
Timothée: you look really beautiful...
You: thank you Tim - you smiled - don't wait for me ok? I think I'll come back late
Timothée: alright - he nodded his head - just promise me that if you feel uncomfortable, or anything that makes you feel bad, you'll call me, and I'll take a cab and pick you up
You: I promise - you smiled and left. Leaving him there. Staring at you in the corridor.

You went downstairs and walked to the street. Where a black BMW was parked, and Thomas was waiting for you, outside of the car. He stared at you, and passed his hands through his hair. Was he nervous?
Thomas: red suits you well - was the first thing he said
You: oh, thank you - you have a shy smile - I see that your suit matches my dress
Thomas: yeah, I thought it would be nice...
You: yeah... - oh damn, awkward silence
Thomas: so uhm...are you ready to go?
You: yes! I'm - you smiled and he bit his lips. He opened the car door for you, like a perfect gentlemen
You got in the car, in the backseat with Thomas. Since someone was driving the car, and when you looked at the mirror you saw that it was Cameron, you knew him because you saw him with Thomas sometimes. You knew he was his bodyguard.
Cameron: good evening - he said looking at you through the mirror and you smiled
You: good evening, Cameron
Cameron: oh, so you remember me? - he said smiling
You: yes, I saw you a few times in at the company and...
Thomas: that's nice, you'll have time to talk later. Cameron can you please start to drive?
Cameron: sure...Mr. Holland - he said the last part with emphasis
Why Tom didn't wanted you to talk with Cameron?...
After thirty minutes of a complete silence in the car, you arrived to the big hotel where the party was being thrown. It was a fancy hotel, you could never afford for a night in a place like this. So you were really impressed.
Tom got out of the car and opened the door for you, giving you his hand to hold, you took it and left the car.
You: wow this place is amazing...
Thomas: yeah, I know, I was impressed when my father took me to a party like this for the first time too... - he said and you looked at him interested, he never talked about his father with you before
You: he doesn't take you to parties like this anymore? - you asked looking at his face, realizing that he stiffened his jaw
Thomas: let's say he doesn't take me anywhere anymore...
A waiter passed by you two, and Tom took you a glass of champagne. He was drinking some other kind of drink, was that...whisky? Probably, the smell was really strong.
The were a lot of people waking and talking in that place. But Tom didn't seemed to be having any fun. His eyes kept looking for something, or someone. Until he found what he was looking for.
Thomas: Y/n - he looked at you and placed his hand gently on your waist - listen, what we are going to do here is really important ok? - you nodded - Jeremy, the guy I've told you before, is right there - he pointed at a man wearing a blue suit - I need you to talk with him, and distract him
You: distract him? - you frowned - from what?!
Thomas: just...do you trust me? - he looked into your eyes
You: yes