Long Story Short (it was mistake)

Chapter Seven

I slowly open my door and sneak outside to see if Harry was there. I sigh as I see that there is no one there. I immediately get out of my unit and walk towards the elevator. I really pray that I won't see or bump into Harry.

I enter the elevator, and I wait here to hit the ground floor. I'm holding my laptop and flash drive right now because I have a presentation today, I'm in charge of presenting the housekeeping of the company to the inspector.

The last time that I saw Harry's face was 5 days ago which is the day that we had s*x. I've been avoiding him for 5 days, and I know that avoiding Harry is useless because no matter how hard I try to hide from him, we always end up meeting each other because we have to, I mean they are our guests.

"Good morning Allan! Have you already prepared the conference room?" I ask when I reach the front desk. Allan is one of the baggers here.

"Yes ma'am, everything is all ready now." He cheerfully replies.

"Thank you so much" I smile.

I left him and walk towards the meeting room. I need to prepare the projector and the ppt that I made, but before I enter the conference room I sneak inside first, making sure that Harry isn't there. Well, I know that I'm 30 minutes early before the meeting, so I'm sure I'm the first person here.

I prepared all the important things. I set up the speaker, the projector and my ppt.

A minute had passed and the inspectors from New York and some of the directors came. I look at my wrist watch. 10 minutes before the meeting.

I suddenly felt nervous, my hands and knees starts to shake a little. Thinking that Harry is gonna be here later and watch me presenting makes me shiver.

The meeting room is a huge one. It has a long table that can accommodate 40 people. Every seat has a little mic, so if the listener wants to ask, it can be heard by the speaker. I'm now standing in front. The projector is pointing on the huge white board.

I'm trying to make myself busy on my laptop because I know that Harry will be here at any time. Someone comes near me and I almost jump when he grabs my waist. I look up to see who it is.

It was Mr. Gomez. He's the guy that touched my butt a weeks ago. I slap his hands to remove it from my waist. Where the hell did he get his courage to act this way even in public place?

I look at him and see that he is smirking, and I almost puke at his ugly face. I roll my eyes at him and took a step to my side to make a distance at him, but this guy is really pervert. He took a step closer to me.

I look around to see if anyone can see us. My knees shiver a little when I see that all the inspectors that are here is busy on their own matters. Sir Abaja is not yet here, he's the only person that I can at least run to when I need help. Mr. Abaja is a terror boss, but he's also a good person and I know that he won't let this kind of things happen in his department. I search for him, but he's nowhere to found.

He grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him. I want to slap him, but I don't want to make a scene in here.

Someone clears a throat that make Mr. Gomez removes his filthy hands on my waist. Thank God, I look at my back to see my savior.

My eyes immediately get wide. I feel relief and nervous at the same time. Relief because I've been saved from Mr. Gomez but nervous because it is Harry.

"Good Morning Ms. Villarico" He cheerfully greets me. I don't know whats to say. I literally got frozen in front of him. It is the first time to see him after we had s*x, and I'm not prepared to face him. I don't know how to act! Should I just ignore him and act like nothing happened? Oh God! I wish I could but I can't. I can't act like everything is just fine because I'm not fine with what happened. What should I do Maybe I should just pretend that I didn't remember anything that happened? Yeah, that was a great idea.

I look at him to see that he's staring at me, waiting for my respond. Our eyes met, and I feel thousands of electric volts run through my body. There's something in his eyes that makes me feel comfortable and awkward at the same time.

I just stare at his ocean blue eyes for I don't know how long. Oh God! Those eyes, how could I even pretend to forget on what happened on us when I can still see it all in my head. I can still hear him moaning my name, his touches, his lips and his d**k. The way he became gentlemen when he takes me to my unit. I can still feel him like it just happened yesterday.

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Flashback (5 days ago)

Someone is caressing my belly. I slowly open my eyes to see where I am. Oh no! Where am I? I was about to jump up when I feel an arm that is gripping on my waist. Someone is cuddling me from my back while caressing my belly. My eyes went wide when I remembered what happened last night. WHAT THE F*CK!!

I gaze on the clock that is hanging on the wall in front of me. 3:00 AM?? So, I didn't really sleep that much. s**t! I feel like my head is dividing into two. Ugh!

I close my eyes for a second or two hoping that it will help on my hangover. What should I do? What should I do? I try to remove Harry's hand around my waist but he groan and tighten his grip on my waist. I can't see him, because he's in my back. Is he asleep?

For the second time, I try to free myself from his arms, but he's strong. I sigh, I need to go back to my unit. I can't stay here anymore.

"Are you awake?" He speaks. I can feel his breath on the back of my head. He's awake?? Oh no!

In the situation like this, I have no choice but to use my effective technique.

"W-who are y-you?" I get up when I feel that he loosens his grip on my waist. I purposely stutter, so I look like I'm still drunk.

"A-are you. Um... Spongebob?" I slightly close my eyes, acting like I was dazzled by him.

"Oh? Where am I?" I look around and try to act like I don't really know where I am.

I know I look crazy here, but I can't think of any other excuse. I look at him; he looks confused. I think my acting is working.

I slam my body on his bed. I act like I'm sleepy. "I need to go home." I said as I blink continuously.

"Mister!! Will you please take me home? hm? hm?" I pout my lips and close the gap between us. Our face are only inches away. I wait for his answer, but he's just staring on my lips. I distance myself immediately before he even kiss me, 'cause I can see it in his eyes that he wants to kiss me.

"Y-you can't?" I rub my eyes and yawn. "Okay, I just need to go alone" I pick myself up and readying myself to leave.

"Oh! Um... by the way. Where is my h-home?" I try my best to act like I don't really know where I live. I even rub my head to make me look like I'm trying to remember where I am living.

"I'll take you home, just give me a minute" He replies. He wraps the blanket on his lower body to cover his naked body and after a second he disappears.

I look at myself. I'm already wearing a clothes. Did he dress me?? I suddenly blush to think that he dressed me. I look inside my crop top to see that I'm also wearing my n****e tape. He even put my n****e tape back? Oh God! That was embarrassing.

The door opens, and Harry came in wearing his pajama and a white shirt. He walks towards me and picks me up in a bridal way. I want to protest but I should act like a drunk woman right now.

"Do you remember the passcode of your door?" He asks as he opens his room. I wrap my arms around his neck and close my eyes, acting like I'm sleeping.

How stupid I am to forget my passcode. It is 0911 not 1109. He took a few steps and after a few seconds we reached my door.

"What's the passcode?" He asks.

"Can you just, Um... put me down? I can't tell you my passcode. Its my privacy"

"Just tell me your passcode. I can't put you down. You are barefoot. The floor is cold, you can just change your passcode tomorrow." He states. I just sigh and close my eyes again. I should act like I'm still drunk.

"I think its. Um... 0911" I gave up. I don't want to argue anymore. He clicks my passcode and enters the door. He didn't bother to open the lights.

"Where should I put you?" He stops in my living room, waiting for my response.

"J-just put me on my couch"

He walks towards my couch and slowly put me there. When my back hit the mattress, I immediately turn my back on him, I hug my knees and did a fetal position, so I don't see him anymore. I fake a yawn and act like I'm already sleeping.

"Good night" he mutters.

I heard him walk away, and he went out the door. I sneak at my back, confirming that he's already gone. I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that he was gone.

I just stare at the ceiling. I mess up everything! How do I suppose to face him tomorrow? What if someone found out what happened to us? s**t. I hit my head so hard. I deserve to be punish.

I suddenly look at the door when I heard it ring. Someone is pressing my passcode. Is it Harry?

I immediately return to the same position earlier where Harry left me, the lights are still off. My chest was pounding so hard, and I stop breathing for a second. I'm nervous because what if it isn't Harry who enters my house? What if it is a thief? And for the first time, I prayed that it is Harry and not a thief or a murderer.

I smell a chocolate flavor perfume, I scream inside my mind, realizing that it was Harry who came in. Thank God that it wasn't a bad person, but why did he came back?

I was surprised when suddenly someone hugged me with a cloth. Is that a blanket? Did he go back to bring a blanket on me?

He slowly fix the blanket on my body, making me feel warm. I'm still here, faking a sleep, he so generous. I want to thank him, but I can't.

He removes his hands on me and leave. I stare at the blanket that is hugging me. It is a white blanket. It smells like Harry. I think Harry is such a good person, maybe I'm the bad one here.

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"Are you fine? Is there something wrong" Harry waves on my face making me to go back to reality?

"Y-yeah. I-I'm fine. I just Um... I have a... a headache. Yeah, I have a migraine, but I'm fine." I stutter.

"You sure? Do you want me to take you to clinic?"

"No, no, no, I'm fine, trust me" I assure Harry. I look at Mr. Gomez at my back.

"Mr. Gomez, would you please accompany Mr. Davis to their seats?" I grin at him, knowing that this time I won at him.

"Sure, my pleasure" Mr. Gomez answers. He looks pissed off on me. I want to laugh in front of his ugly face.

Everyone are already here. I told Allan to turn off the light because I'm going to start my presentation. I clear my throat and I start my presentation.

After a few minutes of my presentation, Mr. Abaja takes over my place in front, and he starts to speak. The meeting continues, and I stand next to Allan.

While the meeting is still on going, I can't help but catch a glimpse on Harry. There are few times that we our eyes met but I immediately remove my eyes on him. He's wearing a dark blue tuxedo that matches his bow-ties and slacks. His tuxedo is emphasizing his, you know, his sexy bicep muscle. His dark brown hair is falling into his face. Damn! He looks expensive.

Suddenly everyone stands, even Harry. They bow their head, and Mr. Abaja starts to do a hand shake on each of them.

"What did just happen?" I ask Allan beside me, who just turned the lights on.

"The meeting just finished" He chuckles."Are you okay, ma'am?" He added.

"Yeah! I'm fine. I just feel a little dizzy but I'm okay. Thank you for asking" I assure him.

"No problem ma'am, just make sure to take a medicine"

"Yeah. Thank very much sir Allan"

I left Allan, and I start approaching the inspector and thanking them for attending the meeting. I shake all of their hands and when its my turn to shake Harry's hand. I hesitated, but I just shake his hands anyway. I felt electrified when our hands met each other. It was only a second, but I felt like he holds my hands for an hour. I remove my hands on his and start to shake hands with others.

After our shake hands, we bid goodbyes to our inspector, and everyone starts to leave the conference room including Mr. Abaja and some directors.

I walk in front and pick up my laptop and projector.

"Sir Allan, Can you please help on here?" I shout because Allan is on the other corner of the room, guarding the door.

He runs toward on me. "Is there a problem?" He asks.

"Can you please pull the wire on the outlet?" I point at the outlet near the door. It is a few steps away from me that's why I can't pull the projector's wire, and I'm holding my laptop.

"How does it feel to be carried by one of our inspectors" I startled by Mr. Gomez sudden appearance. Who is he talking to?

I look around, the only person here are me, Allan and Mr. Gomez that just came in. He came in from the back door.

"You must be using your body again to get a promotion," he continues as he walks towards me.

My blood immediately boiled and I felt an overflowing anger towards him.

"Haven't you been able to move on with my promotion? I already move on, and I'm enjoying my position right now. Why don't you just focus on yourself?" I roll my eyes on him and continue to put my belongings on its bag.

"I already moved on, but it's just unfair that you use your body to be in the same level on me. And now you are using your body again to be in a higher level than me"

I close my eyes to calm myself. How many times do I have to tell to him that I didn't use my body to achieve this promotion? I can't believe that a stupid guy like him became an inspector.

"For your information, I didn't get this promotion to be in your level. You are a trash remember? We'll never be in the same level because I'm far higher than you." I face him.

"If I'm a trash then what are you? You are a b***h that uses a body to get an attention and promotion" He grins.

"Stop interfering with me if I want to use my body for promotion. You're not my father, not even a relative. Well, you look like a grandpa tho." I chuckle.

"You know what? If you are just insecure because I can use my body to be in a higher position, why don't you try doing it. Try to offer a s*x to our directors, but I'm afraid they want you, because you are fat" I didn't admit that I used my body to be in this position, but I know I sound like I'm actually admitting it. Honestly, I never did those things. I work so hard to be in this position and I don't think I have to prove myself to him. He's not going to believe me anyway, so what's the point of explaining myself? Instead of trying to make him believe me, I'll just piss him off.

"Yeah, I'm not your father, but I'm sure your father will not going to be proud of you. You are a dirty woman, no one is going to be proud of you!" His words cut me like a knife. My father died 13 years ago. I feel like I want to cry, I feel a tears forming in the corner of my eye. I look at the ceiling to stop the tears that are going to drop anytime.

I try to calm myself down. I shouldn't cry in front of this filthy man. I shouldn't let him affect me.

"I don't care if no one is proud of me. You know what I care?" I face him, and I took a step forward.

"I care about being an inspector manager. I think I'll be getting that position in a few months. Just wait, okay? Wait for me to be your boss, so I can make fun of you" I lean down to be in his level. I wait for him to speak, but he got speechless. I laugh so hard inside my mind.

"Are you afraid now? I told you to stop underestimating me. Just like what you said, I can use my body just to be your boss" I stood straight and go back to where I was a few seconds ago.

"You are so arrogant! Having an affair with Mr. Davis doesn't mean that you can be my boss" I literally freeze on what he said.

"Am I right, Ms. Villarico? I know that you are offering your body to Mr. Davis . I know that he's f*cking you" He added.