Lean On Me

Interact . Pt5

MICHAELS POV.

It was the second of working at this job and I could say everything is normal? I don't know. "Coffee, Mr Jackson?" My thoughts are interrupted when a soft lady voice offers me a cup of coffee to start the morning off, "Yes, Ma'am. Thank you very much." I nod as I accept it and their kind offer before taking a small slip, Digging into my pocket of my slacks to enter my office.

Clutching still at the small cup, Opening the glass door to my office to first notice the city view from up where I was, My lips part as my eyes study around the area. Then suddenly, Bella crosses my mind. What? I think to myself. Breathing in sharply as I remember that I have a job to do.

"Ignore it, Ignore it." I say to myself as a reminder that I can't be distracted by her presence around, Sitting behind my desk with a laptop in front of me. Just as soon as I was so close to getting focused, I suddenly hear distance chattering and laughter at the other sides of the glass windows from inside my office. Looking down as I recognize the laugh, Intertwining my hands together as my elbows rest on the wooden desk that was provided, Lifting my eyes up from the wait to only see her walk past my office. "Shit." I say to myself as I grit my teeth, Hoping she didn't see me staring. I don't want to look like some damn stalker.

Did she notice me? No? Maybe?

BELLAS POV.

Just when I was about to adjust my key into the lock of my office door, "Mrs. Hall." A voice calls out my behind me, Making me turn my head back instantly to see my boss at the back of me. "Yes, Ma'am? What is it?" A politely question her even though, I wasn't in the mood but I push that aside. "I'm sure you've already met our new worker, Michael Jackson." I wanted to roll my eyes at the name of him being spoken to me again, But I covered it with a nod. "So I was wonder if you would show him around before closing, It's his second day and I'd like for him to know how everything is set around him." My eyes widen a bit as she chooses me out of all the people.

Do it yourself, How does that sound?

"Okay, That could be done." I say, Accepting her favor even though, I know for a fact that it wasn't a choice. Couldn't say no either way. She nods with a bright smile before turning her back to me, I let out a heavy sigh as I rattle my key to unlock my door. "Why me? Why? I was doing just fine." I fuss to myself while shuffling the messy papers into two different stacks. Looking over at the office phone before pulling it up to my ear, Dialing the main office phone as I wait for the pickup. "Yes? How may I help you?" A soft voice answers from the other end.

"Yes, This is Bella Hall and I was wondering if you could give accord the number of Michael Jackson's office." I speak professional into the phone, Keeping the phone in between the hold of my ear and shoulder. Pulling a pen from my desk as I prepare it to be written down because god knows I'd forget it, As I wait on the phone from being left on hold, "Mr. Jackson is...."

There's a pause before the sound of her smacking her lips, "Mr. Jackson is in the room next to you, Mrs. Halls." Looking up as I let the pen loose from my hand to clench at the phone against my ear, "Oh. That's easy to remember." I mumble to myself, "But thank you so much anyway, Ma'am. Mhm, Bye." I slam the phone back in its place as i disconnected from the call.

Shit.

Later On That Day.

It was now the time at the end of the day, I had just got back from a business meeting and I couldn't wait to lock up. "It's just professional business, It's just professional business." I speak above a whisper, Continuing to repeat myself over and over again at the same when walking down the long stretched hallway to where Michael's office was located. "It's just a favor I'm doing." I lecture over myself quietly once more while building up all I had before knocking twice upon his office door. Looking down at my fingers while waiting patiently, Seeing that the door had swung wide open. I quickly lift up my eyes from off the floor.

"Hello... Mr. Jackson. Mrs. Davis had kindly asked a favor of me showing you around." I politely let him know why I am even standing in front of him with a forced smile. "Well, Mrs. Halls. Lead the way." He says my name passionately with a smirk forming across his lips, "Say please, Jackson. It is entirely not my fault or even my problem that you cannot find your own way around this place." I say dryly and indecently as I turn my back on him and begins to walk away from his office with the echoing of my heels clicking against the floor. Allowing him to follow up behind, He doesn't need me to instruct him on that too, Right?

Seems like Bella is already frustrated with Michael. Wonder why? Keep in touch with this story and find out what's the reason why she cant stand to look upon Michael.

It's been a while because of school, Gotta get my education HAHA but enjoy while I write more to this. Also, I'm starting up on a new story called 'Behind You' Keep an eye up for that one. Enjoy. Xx