Fixing Your Heart

Abigail sits in her boss’s office, waiting for him to return with her new boss, Harry Styles. To pass the time, she takes out her phone and plays a game she has, Candy Crush. Sighing to herself, she puts her phone back into her purse, not in the mood to play any childish addicting games at the moment.

She was ready to start this job. She’d get to see places she’s never saw before. She’ll get to do things she’s never even thought of until now. But at the same time, she knows she’ll have limitations on several things, such as her clothing, possibly her freedom. But yet, she was perfectly okay with that.

She was just ready to begin the job and start a new chapter of her life. Hopefully, though, this chapter will be better than the previous ones.

The door opens and she quickly stands up, her purse strap on her shoulder. She faces the door, nervous and excited at the same time. Harry walks in after Richard, the man that owns the company.

‘’Mr. Styles, this is Abigail,’’ Richard says, motioning towards her. ‘’You must have a tight hold on her, well dressed already, eh?’’ Harry laughs lightly with Richard. ‘’Yes, she’s a fine young lady. One of our best, for sure.’’ Richard responds.

Harry stares at her, his eyes examining every piece of her. From her tip of her head, to her toes. Not in a perverted manner, but just to make sure she was the organized type. The professional type with the determination attitude that he’s been looking for, and she was exactly that.

“She’s definitely the perfect.. package.’’ Harry mumbles to himself as he rubs his chin with his index finger and his thumb, continuing his overlook of her. ‘’I’m sure you’ll find her very useful. She keeps things up and organized. She’s very well maintained and keeps to herself most of the time.’’ Richard adds.

Harry can tell that what Richard said was true. But at the same time, he saw more than just a laid back girl. She was girlie, whether she liked to admit or not. He only thought this because he say the floral sunglasses she held in her hand, and her jewelry, the bright colors of the bracelets revealed she can be as girlie as she wanted to be, even though she thought no one could tell.

Well, Harry for sure noticed.

Richard wasn’t trying to be a good boss or give a good verbal resume for Abigail, he just wanted to get her off his hands and make a couple hundred dollars, even though that was all he’d get. After Abigail leaves this room, she no longer works for him, but for Harry instead.

“Alright, where’s your stuff?’’ Harry asks her. ‘’All of her stuff is in the limo out front.’’ Richard says. ‘’Was I asking you? No. So shut up and let her answer.’’ Harry snaps, clearly not in the mood for any unwanted comments.

‘’Like I was saying, where’s your stuff?’’ He says, directly looking into Abigail’s eyes. ‘’In the limo.. out front.’’ She tells him. ‘’Okay, that’s all I needed to know.’’ He says, a very light smile, so light that if you weren’t staring hard you wouldn’t be able to notice it.

“Head on out.. I’ll be there in a few minutes.’’ Harry sighs to her. She nods back, quickly getting out of the room like she was told. That was a good aspect about her, especially involving her job, she done what she was told to do.

‘’Listen, Mr. Styles.. go easy on her. She’s a softie.’’ Richard says to Harry. Harry spins on his heel to look at Richard, who had been standing in the door way the entire time. ‘’Excuse you, but who do you think you are telling me what I should do?’’ Harry laughs only out of shock.

‘’Well, its just that she’s-‘’ ‘’Shut up. She isn’t your concern anymore.’’ Harry cuts him off. ‘’But please, Mr. Styles.. don’t-‘’ ‘’I own her now. Therefore, I can do whatever the hell I please. So stay in our own business, and don’t ever tell me what I should do ever again. Got it?’’ Harry snaps again.

‘’Yes Sir.. I understand.’’ Richard nods. Harry pushes past him as he walks out of the door. He begins the trip downstairs to the lobby. ‘’Thought he was going to tell me how to run things.. please.’’ Harry scoffs to himself as he waits for the elevator to stop.

Once it does, he exits and makes his way to the limo out front. The driver opens the door for him. Harry nods in return, a simple and silent thank you motion that Harry often gave off.

“I have a question for you,’’ Harry says. He gets her attention, she looks over at him. He sat by one window, she sat by the other. ‘’Why the hell are you wearing a sweater in July?’’ He asks, laughing a little at what he said.

‘’Because, its raining.. It’s been raining all day, on and off.’’ She tells him the truth, no lies, nothing more, nothing less. ‘’Well, then.. that’s a good point I assume.’’ Harry sighs, not expecting a reply like that. But yet, he keeps to himself after that. He was quite satisfied with her reasonable answer.

Abigail sits quietly by the window, watching the rain slowly and softly drizzle down. It wasn’t pouring yet, but it was still coming down. And soon after, the sun will have its chance to shine again. If only Abigail had that chance again…

Notes

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