Friday

THIS BOOK IS PUBLISHED AS ORIGINAL DRAFT, IT'S NOT EDITED SO THERE'S A LOT OF MISTAKES BECAUSE I DIDN'T RE-READ CHAPTERS OR CHECK GRAMMAR BEFORE. I AM ALSO REWRITING THIS, I'M STILL NOT SURE IF THE NEW CHAPTERS WILL BE POSTED HERE OR AS SEPARATED, NEW VERSION.

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I took Louis with me in the office. After what happened in the café, I couldn't just leave him. I can't believe that lady did that. And here I was, thinking there's no way for someone to do that. That proves you can change your mind every minute.

And my mind is changing quickly now, especially with the looks Louis is receiving in the building. I need to fire some people. Or at least have a chat with heads of the departments.

I mean, don't take me wrong, I don't like firing people but if they judge someone just because they don't work with them... It's not right. We don't do that in my company so if they will continue treating people bad, I have to do something.

I took my place behind the desk and Louis threw himself on the couch. As he was going to tell me something, the door opened. I looked away from Louis to the intruder. There stood, in all her glory, Eleanor. She didn't even spare a look at Lou as she strode towards me.

She had that repulsive look on her face, the red dress clinging her body, showing all her curves. She had too much make up on, red lipstick so dark like her soul, big fake eyelashes with, surprisingly, little powder. At the end of her legs stood black high-heeled heels.

When she was beside me, she had dignity to sit on my lap and bring our lips together. I was in shock. I didn't even get to react when she forced her tongue in my mouth, her right hand going down my body to my member as her left played with my hair.

I tried to push her of me but she wouldn't budge. I looked hastily around me, looking for Louis. His eyes were staring at us, expression sad, but as soon as he made eye contact with me, it was like he understood I want help and stood up.

He got to us and put his hand in Eleanor's hair put up in bun. He pulled her of me in one swift move, her bun ruined and her scream filled the air. As she was falling, she put her hands behind her, one wrist bent at oddly angle but it wasn't broken, I've seen a broken wrist before.

You could almost see the smoke coming out of her ears, her face red with anger. She stood back up, turning to Louis. Eleanor then bought a hand up, slapping Louis in the face. His whole head turned to the right, his own hand coming down on hers cheek.

"I never thought I would ever see you again. I'm disappointed. You aren't a bitch you were before. You are worst. Could you like, get out if my life?"

I was genuinely confused. They know each other? Eleanor didn't say anything, she just straighten her dress and left to the doors. As she was leaving, the words flowed out of her mouths:"Just wait and see, Louis. I'm gonna ruin you."

With that, she was gone. I could see fear in his eyes. And in that moment, I decided to protect him from all bad I could. Including Eleanor.

I wiped my mouth with a wet tissue. By the look I got from Louis, I still had her lipstick on me. He came to stand next to me, taking the tissue and cleaning me.

"I don't have anything to do with her. I don't know what she was doing here. I-..."

"You don't have to apologize. I saw what you looked like. Uncomfortable, awkward and not strong enough to get her of from shock. I get it."

We didn't say anything after. Louis continued to remove the redness on me while I gently hold onto his hips. I bought him closer to me, he decided to go all the way and sit on my lap. We looked our gaze, slowly leaning in.

The kiss was magical. Not rushed or rough. Just our lips touching, with some moving. The taste of his cherry chapstick was amazing. I should have some chapstick too. What would be perfect match for cherry?

We continued kissing for a few minutes, the noises were heard around the office room and let me tell you, I wanna hear them all the time.

We spend the rest of my work time in peace. Louis helped me sometimes with the folders or stacking papers. It was finally 4.30 pm. We could go on our date. Our stuff was already packed so we just took them and left.

[3RD POV]

Harry called this a date. Even if both didn't agree on that or said it out loud, both were thinking it was a date. So you can call it like that.

Their date started with a walk in a park, the same park they figure it out. They sat for a while on a bench, watching the children play in the playground. So young to be worried stressed or even know what that is.

Louis couldn't help himself with thoughts of his future. Will he be with Harry, will they have any other pets, will they have... Children. Oh, how he wants that.

Some nice little house near the beach somewhere in the other country and even in the different continent. They would watch a sunrise and sunset, the reflection on the sea making it more beautiful. Harry would make his famous pancakes, Louis tea and they would sit on a comfy chairs or sand.

No press to bother them, just their little family. And friends, of course. What would they do without them? Harry would still have his company but would work from home or gave Liam first word/command. They would have some fun before setting down.

And then live the rest of their lives, using the maximum of what can be given and received. Watched their grandkids grow up and have babies.

Yea, that would ne live. If only it is possible to be like that. For hell's sakes, he doesn't even know for sure what Harry feels. But he'll soon find out that he wants similar life for them, just some details different.

Like the house and status with the company. He would gave all to Liam, even put it on his name. And so it begins-again.