SNEAKING GLANCES
For the umpteenth time this summer, I sit in the reception area of my brother's work place. He works for this guy whose name is Harry Styles and I'm pretty sure whatever they do is not completely legal. My brother, Roan, has worked here since he was sixteen. He became some sort of protegé of mr. Styles and earned as much of his trust as he could. Maybe I simply have too much imagination, but every time I try to ask my brother what his job entails, he brushes me off, telling me it's nothing little girls should mind themselves with. I'm not little, I'm nineteen and finally graduated high school this year. I'm going to go to college next year, all paid with my brother's money. I may be naive, but I'm not stupid.
My brother always makes sure the lady at the reception desk is watching me. He doesn't like it when I go snooping around, but that only happened one time! I only see the woman smile when my brother's around, he has quite the charm. She looks like she would rather be doing something else. You and me both, lady.
She has platinum blonde hair, perfect acryllic nails, fiery red lips and her contouring makes her glow. She's near perfect, I wish I could look like that. My nails look chipped and uneven, because every time I'm nervous, I start biting the sides of my nails, resulting in unkept nails. I would love nails like that woman has, but I don't dare asking for them, my brother works so hard for us already.
A sigh escapes my lips as I wait for my brother to return from his meeting with his bos. I hope they'll be done soon, so we can go home, but I also hope mr. Styles will see Roan out so I can catch a glimpse of him.
He is so, so beautiful, with his unruly dark curls, although he keeps them slicked back. His piercing green eyes make my heart stop when he directs them at me and his presence, his authority, makes me hold my breat whenever he's around. I've seen him many times before, but every time I see him, feels like the first time. He's like a greek god personified.
The way he makes me feel with one look, is indescribable, although I should know better. He's merciless, utterly terrifying with that menacing step, as if he's ten steps before you in a game of chess. I've had a crush on him for so long now, it's slightly embarassing. Ever one knows about it, which makes it worse, but I can't change how I feel.
Whenever he catches me staring at him and winks at me, it feels as though there are only two people in the room, me and him.
I know people laugh behind my back because of my crush on the big boss and I know he would never go for someone like me, not that he dates anyway. He has fuckbuddies, stunning females with long legs that go on for days, perfect curves and gorgeous faces. Never the same one twice though. He never makes any kind of emotional connection, but no matter how many times I tell myself to forget about him and move on, it never works.
As the minutes go by, I get more and more bored, tapping my fingers against my thighs, watching people pass me by. Each and everyone here looks terrifying, even the women. Some of them look at me with contempt, like I have no right to be here, but most ignore my presence, thankfully, I don't like confrontations. My presence here is only tolerated because everyone knows Roan is my brother.
I feel so invisible, like a waste of space to anyone but my brother. I want to do something too, but Roan doesn't even let me get a job. I am going to go to college in the fall with little to nothing life experience and no idea where I want my life to go.
As the elevator in front of me tings again, signalling the doors will open, I focus my attention towards it, hoping that this time, it'll be my brother, I sit up straighter, unconsciously pushing a lock of my brown hair back behind my ear, trying to look more presentable in case he comes down with Roan.
Turns out all that hoping hasn't been in vain, because the elevator reveals both men, still deeply immersed in a conversation, although they stop the second they notice the doors have opened. I smile as Roan walks towards me, but I can't help avert my gaze slightly to the dark haired man behind him. I find him already looking at me and I visibly gulp. I hadn't been expecting that! He winks at me and I suddenly feel how red my cheeks are becoming, so I quickly look down at my lap again, my chipped finger nails suddenly seem very interesting.
A low throaty chuckle reaches my ears that I immediately know belongs to him. Great, so he noticed, just my luck.
I only dare to look back up when my brother adresses me with a hint of annoyance in his voice, like he was told to say this.
"Rose, there's a party at the firm here tonight to celebrate a big contract, would you like to come?"
I blink, trying to read between the lines. Does Roan want me to say no, or does he wants me to say yes? What do I want? Does it mean I'll be close to him for a whole evening?
"Yes."
I answer as soon as that possibility crosses mind. I haven't been around him for longer than a few minutes straight, so I will jump at any chance that implies spending time with the brown haired god.
A look of exasperation crosses Roan's face and takes root there. Oops, definitely not the answer he wanted me to give. With his back towards mr. Styles, he replies:
"Great, we'll see you around eight ten, Harry."
I watch mr. Styles for a second, I wish I was on first name basis with him, but I don't think I could ever be comfortable around him to call him H-harry. See, even in my thoughts I'm too awkward!
Roan grabs my hand and pulls me up then, towards the exit so we can finally go home, but when a male voice I haven't heard before says my name, I'm looking behind us to find the source.
"I'll see you both tonight then, Roan, Rose."
It was him! So that's what his voice sounds like. And he knows my name! Oh boy. Now I can definitely not wait for the party.
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