Assistance [z.m.]

Brinley's POV
Tuesday, March 19th, 2015
"I need you to schedule the next meeting with, Mr. Andrews." Mr. Malik commanded disturbing my thoughts.
"Yes sir. Oh and I got those files you requested." I replied gesturing to the crates of overflowing papers and file folders.
"Thank you Ms. Kaye. What time did you say my meeting was?" he said leaning against my desk.
"12 o'clock sir." I stated.
"Thank you, I'll need you to be present with me during this meeting." he said before softly licking his lower lip.
"Of course." I replied.
"Very good. " He said smirking.
I tried my best not to think about the meeting later. Why did I even have to be there? I tried my best to continue to planning his agenda, scheduling meetings, and contacting important clients and such; but he kept distracting me. He would click his pen repeatedly, hum familiar tunes, and worst of all he would occasionally scratch his incoming beard.
"You can go to lunch now."He said quietly, his voice was raspy.
Quietly collecting my lunch box and bag I exited his office. The break room was a short walk down the hall.
"Shut up waffles are way better than pancakes!" Harry shouted his British accent coming out strongly.
Jesus Christ, not again.
"That's such a lie, pancakes are the best!" Louis spat back.
I swear this happens every lunch.
I walked in to the small break room and took a seat next to Louis.
"Brinley please tell Harold here that pancakes are the best." Louis demanded seriously.
"Really?" I questioned before unpacking my lunch.
"Dead serious." Louis said completely emotionless.
"Well, I do like pancakes more than waffles." I agreed before laughing.
"I told you so!" Louis taunted to Harry.
"Damn it." Harry swore under his breath.
They are so immature, but you can't help but love them.
"So how are you liking it here so far?" Rose asked before taking a bite of her salad.
Rose ate like a rabbit, and her body showed it. She was pale and had an extremely thin complexion. She has short dirty blonde hair and she had hazel eyes that were sometimes more green than blue. Rose worked in the fashion and gossip section. She writes about current trends, celebrity gossip, and all the do's and don'ts shit.
"I'd rather be editing something, but its not to bad. It can be overwhelming at times, I still like it though." I replied after taking a bite of my turkey sandwich.
"That's great we really like having you here. Maybe, Mr. Malik will move you up soon." She said grinning sweetly.
"What section do you work in Harry?" I questioned turning towards him.
"News, I mainly do investigative journalism. I find the hidden truths." he explained, I loved the way he talked about his job.
"Gosh, I just want to edit already and read people's pieces." I said sighing harshly.
"Being Mr. Malik's personal assistant can't be that bad. I mean c'mon he's so attractive." Rose said giggiling.
"He's alright I suppose." I commented quietly.
"Yeah, he's attractive but, I couldn't be with a man like that though." she stammered.
"Why do you say that?" I asked curiously.
"I shouldn't say." she said quietly, then pursing her pale lips.
"Its cause he takes advantage of a lot of his employees." Louis explained.
"He's not exactly relationship material..." Rose commented making me more uncomfortable.
She certainly does work in the gossip section...
"Oh, I didn't realize." I said quietly, before clearing my throat.
"So we are going out to get drinks tonight. Do you want to come?" Harry asked changing the subject.
"I would love that, but I've got a ton of papers to sort through for Mr Malik." I said half apologetically.
"Oh, some other time then?" He said smirking.
"Of course." I responded with a smile.
After lunch I returned to Mr. Malik's office.
"I can't make it this weekend something unexpected came up." he said quietly into the phone.
He was leaning against his wooden desk, looking out on the busy city.
"I'll talk to you later. Love you too, bye." He said before hanging up his cell phone.
He turned around to face me.
"Ms. Kaye, you look beautiful today." he said staring back at me.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"Are you ready for the meeting?" He asked with a smug smile.
He obviously knew I was nervous.
"Yes..." I said nodding nervously.
"Don't be nervous sweetheart, I just need you to take notes." He explained only to make me more nervous.
Sweetheart?
"What do I have to take notes over sir?" I asked biting my lip out of habit.
"A little bit of everything." He replied as he organized his papers.
That's so helpful... Thanks....
"Okay." I said timidly.
"Oh and Ms. Kaye, becareful I'm a lip biter." He said smirking.
Holy fuck.
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The next chapter will be from Zayn's POV. Thanks for reading! -Dee xx

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