Watched a movie with him
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Chapter 8
Sophie POV
Watching a movie with my boss happens to be the happiest thing I've ever done. Right from when the movie started and ended, he maintained a straight face even when it was an emotional movie that makes one cry. Some of the men there cried, I wonder why he didn't, anyway.
"Do you cry that often when you watch movies?" He asks as he drives us down the dark road, and I slowly nod my head. I may be a stubborn extroverted girl, but trust me, I'm also emotional.
"Yes, I cry when the movie is emotional. I cry when I read books," I reply to him and giggle because this is so embarrassing. My boss doesn't seem bad after all. Although he doesn't like talking much, he's cool and really fun to be with.
"You shouldn't cry about such things. They are just fiction and not real," He shrugs while still having his eyes fixated on the road, and I nod my head in agreement with what he said.
"Hmm... I just can't help it always," I reply to him, and he nods his head. For the next two minutes, silence assumes the car and it's already so boring here.
"We haven't really got to know each other more, you know? Uhm... I mean you are my boss, and it's not nice that I know nothing about you, right?" I know I'm crossing my boundary right now, and it's crazy how I still have the nerve to smile while saying those trash to him. With his short temper, I just pray he doesn't end up throwing me out of his car in the middle of the bush now.
"It's fine if you don't feel comfortable to, okay? I'm sorry for..."
"Why don't you tell me about yourself instead?" He cuts me off, and I raise my eyebrows.
"Huh? About myself?" I ask him, and he nods his head as he glances at me, and I bite my bottom lip nervously.
"Yeah," He replies to me casually, and I blush hard.
"Well... There's nothing much to know about me because my life was not really so sweet," I reply to him and sigh briefly.
"My family was poor, and after the death of my parents a few years ago, leaving me with nothing, I had to start fending for myself. I searched for a job everywhere after I finished college, but never got one..." I pause and glance at him.
"I'm listening," He utters softly in a different soothing voice, and I feel my heart skip. Can he be this nice and tender?
"I got a job at a bar to work as a waitress later, but it didn't last for long before I got sacked. I got into a fight with one of the customers that tried to mess around with me," I further explain to him, and he glances at me for the first time. I'm lying to him right now, because how the hell am I supposed to tell him that I got into trouble because of my bad mouth? What if he decides to sack me now?
"That's sad. So, how did you learn about our company?" He asks out of the blue, and I shrug.
"Your company is quite popular amongst the companies in town, so why not? Actually, I saw the vacancy on the internet since I was used to searching for companies' websites to look for opportunities for myself," I reply to him, and he nods his head. I was expecting him to further say something, but that is it. I should be happy he spoke with me today. For someone that's an introvert, I didn't even expect him to interact with me like that in the first place.
We finally arrive in front of my apartment about twenty minutes later, and he parks his car at the side of the road for me to hop out.
"Thanks for today, Mr. Xander. Happy birthday, and have fun also," I smile at him after I hop out of his car, and he nods his head before he drives off.
"Wow! He's so cute," I cup my cheeks in my palms and blush hard as I watch him drive off until his car is out of sight.
"Who was that?" Hearing the feminine voice behind me as someone hugs me from behind, I almost jump out of my skin as I scream so hard.
"Wh...what is it? Why the scream?" Zara blinks her eyes rapidly as she shrugs, and I scoff.
"You startled me! When the hell did you get here? And wait a minute, how did you get into my house?" I snap at her, and she rolls her eyes. Zara and I have been best friends since our high school days, and she has been the best sweetheart I've ever had in my life. Zara is just like me in everything. She's a sharp-tongued b***h that can slay anyone with her mouth. Back then in school, I bring trouble, and we deal with it together. No one dared bully us even though we were poor back then, because it was either the person go home crying from receiving the insults of his or her life, or they go home with broken bones. Yes, that is what we do.
After high school, she moved out of the city with her mom, and we are just seeing each other for the first time after about eight years, although we do talk on the phone often.
"We are just seeing for the first time in eight years, is that how you should welcome me?" She pouts her lips, and I finally pull her into my arms.
"You should stop scaring me. I almost fainted," I whine as I hug her tightly. I've missed her so much.
"I've missed you so much, Zara. But wait a minute..." I pause and pull away from her.
"What the hell are you doing here at this time of the night?" I blink my eyes rapidly at her as I stare at her, but she only rolls her eyes and pulls away from me.
"I arrived here by the last bus, so what time were you expecting me to have arrived?" She rolls her eyes before she turns and starts walking toward the entrance door.
"How did you get the key to my house?" I ask as I trail behind her.
"Don't be a dumbass, Sophie. We have lived together before, and I know where you keep the keys," She replies to me as she finally pushes the door open.
"You haven't told me yet who that guy is," She asks for the second time once I sit on the bed, and I blush as I cover my face. My heart flutters at the thought of him, and I just want nothing but to see him right now.
"Is he your boyfriend?" She gasps sharply, and I snap my head to look at her.
"No way! He's my boss," I quickly reply to her, and she sighs deeply as she throws herself on the bed.
"That's a relief," She smirks at me, and I pull a puzzled look.
"Why?" I inquire.
"You are obviously not his type, dumbass. I can see you're having a crush on him because it's written all over you. Get rid of that thoughts because nothing of such will ever happen. You are not even prettier than the ladies he would want to be with," I know Zara is crazy, but must she ruin my mood on her first day here?
"Say one more word, and I'm going to throw you out through the window, I promise," I threaten her, and she quickly zips her mouth. Gosh! So annoying...
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