MEANT TO BE

Not your typical love story. I'm literally screaming right now. Okay so, two days ago, I was at a bar all by myself and minding my buisness when an Asian guy, whom I suspect to be Korean walked up to me and um.... Kinda talked. I'm not a fan of asian people, no hard feelings but I just don't feel anything for them as much as other girls my age group and younger do. Surprisingly, he's interesting and like super funny. Plus, least I forget to add, he's like hot and like a freaking dummy I was just staring at him all through our conversation like a freaking dummy. Okay let me cut to the freaking chase. He asked if he could like.. you know take me home and according to my head, heart and all the romance movies I've seen. We'd just had our first date like that I agree and he did drop me off at my place, turns out he has a car... A nice one. But we kissed in the car... He kissed me though and you know... I flowed with um.. thing. I mean, man, he's one God kisser. The thing gets intense and uh... Durrh... I was seriously excited and as stupid as I was, I um... Let him in. We had s*x but in my house tho. I seriously did not know what the heck happened to me like... I was not surprised or anxious to f**k someone I do not know. I was not! I was not raised that way at all. Like what if he has some stupid disease or something and what should have even stopped me was the f*****g fact, proven by the way that asian guys have small pricks. As in d***s though...penis! Ugh Jesus. But I guess right now that I was just happy to be f*****g a guy, a hot dude who is supposedly Korean and well, here is the bumber, he has some pretty good, big d**k. I mean what?? And yeah, I forgot to tell him I was a virgin. I purposely did not but then, I did not seem to even bother to because when we uh.. started, he didn't seen to care and I didn't care that I was loosing it. The major thing is that we had s*x and it was frigging, f*****g, greatly.. anything that ends with 'ly' oh my God. Yeah, you understand what I'm saying. The um... Crazy part of this foolish but awesome story is that, he'd at my f*****g workplace, don't think oo much. I'm just a frigging receptionist in this beautiful company. He's still outside and he's wearing this suit that looks super hot on him, jeez, he's smoking hot. I've been thinking all about him the moment he left my house that day. I have always thought that the perfect guy did not exist for me. I mean, I have like literally given up on my love life since. Like at the age of seventeen but now... It seems like I'm revived again. I pat the sides of my hair, straightening it to the back and adjusting my shirt and skirt. Jeez, I hope I look as sexy as I think I look in my head. He's coming! I force a huge lump of saliva down my throat when he opens the glass door and walk in. I'm gonna faint. There's a smile on his face as he approaches me. Oh you know, my face is not the type you always forget. I'm too ugly to be forgotten. "Hi" f*****g stupid voice. Why is my voice shaking? I clear my throat. "Hi, welcome to krishat head office.." What am I supposed to say next? Jesus! I've forgotten. I look down at my fingers for a second, spread them apart on the table and look back up at him. "How may I help you?" His face remains the same. No, he's not frowning or anything. Just a normal face but.... Hey, do you not remember me? "I'm here to see Mr Hawthorne" "Oh okay?" Is he not recognizing me or what? I lower my lids "Um...uh.. Do you have an appointment or something?" Why am I feeling bad? "Yeah" "Oh, what's your name?" "Mark. Mark Grayton" I look up at him immediately with my mouth curved up at the corner - like a sneer or something. It's a sneer. I mean, I only f****d him and learned his name's Mark, acceptable. Cause, a lot people change their name right? But Grayton? Who the he-- I do not care. I relax my face and look through the computer casually. Oh yeah. He called last two weeks. Nice. I pick up the office telephone and dial Mr Hawthorne's line. "Um.. hello sir, there's someone here to see you. Mr Mark. Mark Grayton, should I send him up?" "Ah mark? Send him up" "Okay." I replace the phone. "Okay, he says you can go up? The elevator is on the far end by your left. The highest floor" I say all too casual The moment he disappear, I drop myself on the chair. Okay all that expectation and revival of my broken heart down the trash. Wow. I mean, I'm not supposed to be surprised but I am. What the heck? I am officially announcing the death of my love life. Like how dare he pretend not to know me? Or is he a twin? I feel like he's not. To get this straight, I'm just a nightstand. No wonder he didn't ask for my number the other day and I didn't seem to care. Nice. Well, it's a record in my book. I f****d an asshole. Men should just go and f**k themselves now My desk phone ring out and I eye it for a moment. "Mr Hawthorne?" "Yes, please bring up two cups of coffee? Tea for us both" "Tea?" "Yeah" "Okay" It's not even my job. What the hell is Laura always doing there? Ugh, I roll my eyes. I hate my job just for the record. "Come in" I do just that brushing my hair behind my ear for no reason at all. I lift my chin up also with a look of 'i do not care at all if you know me or not' "Thank you very much" "Hey, there is Gift. She's one of the most hardworking people in this company...." He says while drop the cups each in front of them. What the hell Hawthorne? I'm just a receptionist. "I've seen him. He passed through me" I say uninterestedly but not enough to disrespect Hawthorne. "Well, meet Mark Grayton. Your soon to be boss. He's going to take over my spot when I retire" "Oh" I mean I knew he was retiring. What I did not know is this replacement. "Great" "Nice to meet you" I whip my gaze to him but slowly. He's stretching his hand out. Why is he doing that? I'm not going to to shake him no. I eye his outstretched hand for a second. Ugh. I bring out my hand and accept it with a fake smile sprawled across my face and withdraw my hand even faster than ever "Do you mind if I have a word with you Gift. Just a moment" "Yeah sure sure." I say moving to sit on the only available chair in the room. Right next to Mark. "Yes. What I want to say isn't a big deal. Its kind of a promotion for you. You know... I would like you to take over Laura's job. I think you're more responsible and hardworking yeah so... And well you're going to get a huge raise. So uh.. what do you say?" I open my mouth there looking around as if I'm in the position to do anything. Okay okay I'm just being stupid right now. "Yeah yeah. No problem. I just want to ask one question" "Yes go on" "When does this thing take place?" "Next week. And I'm inviting you to my retirement party on Saturday." I let out a smile. "I'll be there.