Its annoying enough that I was interrupted in the middle of my movie but whats more is that I have to take a call from Nasty Nathan at this hour. I really don't want to hear him shout at me again for no reason.
Sigh.
I need to answer this call. Ugh.
"Hello! President Anders. To what do I owe the pleasure of this call. Is everything alright?"
"Lina baby! Why did you leave me? I said I was coming in 5 minutes." He spoke drunkenly.
"WHAT? Sir. I mean president I think you dialed the wrong number. I'm lou the new employee your father Chairman Anders hired" I tried to contain my shocked voice and calmly reply to him.
"Baby come back. I'm waiting for you. I got you the the wine you liked so much. It's sweet just like your lips." He said in a flirty voice ignoring what I said to him.
At this point the headache has skyrocketed. I didn't sign up to handle his drunken ass. I know he's a player but this is not my responsibility. I want to cut the call as soon as possible. He's already drunk so no need to be polite.
Lou cut the call off and started to massage her temple.
"That crazy Nathan. Ugh he never lets me be peaceful. Always interfering. I wish I could punch him just once. That would make me so happy" lou said out loud to herself.
*ring ring ring ring*
Silence
*ring ring ring ring*
Silence
*ring ring*
"PRESI-"
"AHHHH LINA BLOOD. SO MUCH BLOOD"
"WAIT WHAT!? WHAT HAPPENED? WHOSE BLOOD"
"IT HURTS! COME QUICK."
"PRESIDENT WHERE ARE YOU?" I asked in a panicked tone.
"Still at my apartment. I'm not feeling too good. My head is spinning. Please hurry." his voice started to get low. It feels like he's about to faint.
Where are all his helpers at home? Is he alone thats why he's asking his girlfriend to come. Anyway I better hurry. Thank god I know where he lives and his passcode to the apartment. Thanks to him making me run errands to bring files from his home. Ugh he really is annoying but I should go now.
*
I feel so heavy.
Why am I so hot?
It's winter right now.
My head is still hurting.
Wait!
WAIT A MINUTE.
WHERE AM I???
I instantly opened my eyes and sat up and what I saw shook me to the core.
WHY AM I IN BED WITH NASTY NATHAN!?!
WHY ARE HIS HANDS HOOKED AROUND NY WAIST.
NO WAIT THANK GOD I'M STILL DRESSED. BUT WHERE IS HIS SHIRT?
Pulling the blanked covering us I probed. He had his pajamas on but his shirt was gone and I was wearing what I wore last night when I came over.
I quickly sprang up tangling my hands in my hair and smoothing them out of frustration.
Ahhh yes! He cut his back thats why his shirt is off. I remember now. His back is bandaged neatly.
I bandaged it for him last night. I insisted we go see a doctor but for some reason he didn't want to and asked me to help him.
Nathan Anders asking for help, that was new to me and also I also wanted to just get it over with.
I wanted to leave but he showed signs of a fever. His temperature was pretty high and his face was really flushed (not sure from the wine he was drinking or the fever) so I decided to stay in case he his fever went up and got worse.
But I was sleeping on that couch. How did I end up on the bed and that too why was he clinging to me. Is he still thinking he called his girlfriend Lina. This annoying bastard.
"Please stay. I really need you right now"
Suddenly I got a flash of memory from last night. He looked cute, but that does not mean I think he's human now. I'm pretty sure he'll be screaming once again when he wakes up. He probably doesn't remember anything.
I'll just leave before he wakes up. It's 6 am now. I need to be at office at 9:30 am so I have plenty of time to go home wash up and have breakfast.
*
"Goodmorning President! What do you need me to do" I was worried that he wouldn't remember so I was nervous speaking as if I know about his injury. So I decided its better to stay professional and just get to work.
"Lou why did you leave without telling me first?" He asked irritatingly.
I was really surprised by his question and at loss of words.
'HE REMEMBERS' I screamed internally.
I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. I really didn't expect him to ask such a thing even if he remembers. He doesn't care even a little about me so why would he ask this.
"Are you dumb? Why aren't you speaking" he was getting restless and more frustrating seeing me in a trance.