Boxed love by Me =/ (novel24 .TXT) 📖

My cheeks flush and I sink lower in my seat. He whispers in my ear, once again. "Make sure to sit up straight." He smiles when my breath quickens as he puts his hand on the small of my back, directing me to sit up straighter. I huff and go back to drawing. This time I draw a husky and then the meeting is over. I stand up with Zayn and he's still smirking. 

"It was an accident. Don't let it get to your head." I blurt out. He continues smiling as he walks over to a group of older men.

"Hello Zayn." Most of them say. Some of them keep looking me up and down. I put a hand over my stomach feeling very self conscious under so many stares. 

"I see you've upgraded." One of them says smiling at me. I take a small step to the side, wanting to be closer to Zayn. And to keep myself from kicking him down there. 

"Yeah. She's a keeper." Another adds. People in the group continue making comments on me before Zayn growls and pulls me away. I've always been afraid of what people think of me, so when we exit the room, I run to the nearest bathroom despite my boss's protests. I get to the stall and lock the door, with tears already streaming down my face. I sit down and my breathing is hard.

I hear the bathroom door open and, "Storm?" And when I don't answer a few seconds later he knock on the stall door. I go unlock it and retreat back to my corner. He looks at me and grabs a piece of toilet paper and tells me to rip it into straight strips. I do so and I'm so focused on that, that I stop crying and my breathing goes back to normal. "Better?" He asks.

I nod. "Thank you."

"I'm sorry, for not getting you out of there sooner. I should have known better than to take you to them. God I'm so stupid! I'm really sorry Storm."

"Mr. Blade, it's fine. I could have done something about it but I didn't because I trusted you. You don't have to worry about me." I tell him. We walk out and on the way to our offices, Owen sees us, and immediately notices the red in my eyes from crying.

He runs up to my side and hugs me. "Are you okay? Who hurt you? Was it am anxiety attack? Oh my God I'm so sorry I wasnt there!" He says while Zayn watches, kind of confused. 

"Owen I'm fine, thank you though. Some people in the meeting were making- My book!!!" I say louder than I mean to, attracting some eyes to us. "I forgot it in the room!"

"Storm its okay! We can walk back and get it." Zayn says. He starts walking after I nod. The scene I see when I get there is even more horrifying than when some one breaks something during a fight...

Chapter eleven

 At the conference table, a bunch of people were crowded around... Going through my journal. I nearly scream at the sight and stand there frozen, causing Zayn to run into my back. My everything is in that journal. Well not so much in the writing part but the sketching part is everything. I've drawn fights, people, things, important stuff, non important stuff. Anything and everything. Zayn quickly goes around me and is at the table with my journal in hand in a matter of seconds.

"You are all asses. This is private and you went through it. If I'm not mistaken the front very clearly says, 'private' so why would you go through it?? You know what, I might think again about that contract." He walks to the other side with my book and goes to the contract. It's torn to shreds in seconds. "Now please get out of my building or I will force you out." He says flatly. 

Once they all leave I manage, "I'm sorry Mr. Blade... I didn't mean to lose you your partnership... I really am sorry."

"It's okay. I knew they were jerks and I never liked them, I was just doing it to make my dad happy, so it works out. And I believe this belongs to you?" He says sliding it across the table to me.

"Thanks..." 

"Oh and by the way," his smirk comes back and I roll my eyes knowing what's coming. The next thing I know he is right next to me with his arm on the table behind me, similar to the scene on the car yesterday. "You shouldn't role your eyes at your boss, you know." He whispers. "Especially when you draw like that." 

I dont say anything and he looks me in the eye, but I realize I have to look away or he'll recognize me in the arena. I clear my throat and say, "Well this was an interesting first day.." And he laughs. The rest of the day was most paper work and talking to Zayn.

The rest of the week was pretty non-eventful but I'm okay with that. Then Friday night was here. I brought my stuff and put it in the back seat of my newly bought car, in a backpack so I could change there and just leave from the bar. I walk in a see a bunch of people from my work, including Owen. 

"Hey, Owen." I say walking up behind him.

"Heyyy, Storm-a-nator." He replys.

"Never call me that again, you dork." We laugh and I feel a set of eyes burning into the side of my head so I look over and see Zayn sitting a few seats down. "Hi, Boss man." I wave a sit down next to Owen. I have a perfect view of Zayn from here so, I'm good. Yes, I know hes my boss but, I can still admire a handsome face.

"Hey prettyyyy... Laaaady." A man slurs behind me. I turn around and come face to face with my ex.

Chapter twelve

 My first boyfriend. He was the start of the chain that all my boyfriend's cheated on me, so I gave up. His name is Tom Freshman. I was popular in high school, he was a nobody that got bullied, I dated him, he got popular after I helped him, and then he cheated on me.

Back to the present, I see him and the first thing I do, is kick him in the "girl getter" and turn back around. Everyone is staring at me wide-eyed except for Owen, since he knew the whole back story. He gave me a high five. Zayn started laughing and everyone stared at him and then at me again. Yay.

"I'm sorry, but did you just kick a stranger in his-" he can't finish because he is laughing too hard.

"That was her ex." Owen explains. Zayn starts laughing harder and everyone else is laughing too but at him.

"That's even better!" He laughs. I sigh and order a pina colada. I can only have one drink, so I'm taking advantage of it. Four hours later I notice that I have to go. 

"I gotta go. I'll be back later and text you when I get to my place." I say to Owen. Oh yeah, I got the unit but still haven't seen the owner. Eh. Zayn gets up then, and we both leave. I wait for him to leave and stay there for a few minutes to make sure he doesn't see me. I change in the car since its dark out and then leave. When it comes my turn to fight I go out. 

"Next up... Shadow and Jaguar!" Jeff announces. And what kind of name is jaguar. Whatever. I throw a few punches and so does he but hes down in less than two mintues. I leave the arena and immediately notice two icy blue eyes. Zayn. 

"Hey Shadow." He smiles his wonderful smile. 

"Hey Z- Blade!" I correct my slip up fast enough he doesn't notice. We have a conversation before he has to go fight. He going against thunder. Oh God. I really hope that he turns out okay. 

Well he turns out okay. He went from 29th to 2nd in one match. Damn.

Chapter thirteen

 The next few months were normal. I've been working at Blade Enterprise for 7 months and honestly its great. I joke around with Zayn and the occasional goofy flirting, but do my work at the same time. Its fun, I really like him. Well as a friend too but you know... Friday nights, and other nights when I'm called in are a bit nerve wracking but I manage. I also found out that he's the owner of the condos. Why am I not surprised?

Tonight I have to fight again. I don't know who I'm fighting but They say it'll be a challenge. One that I'm up for. 

I get to my room and quickly change and put my mask on and I wait. I take out my sketch book and sketch another picture of Zayn, just better. I put him in loose sweat pants and shirtless, with once again, very defined muscles. I had a lot of time so I drew him and me together. That sounds weird but eh. Who cares. I'm interrupted by a knock on the door.

"You're up in one." Jeff tells me. Yay! I get to find out who I'm fighting and kick their ass. 

I get to the door and when I get the "okay" to, I go. Lets just say... I was not at all up for what's about to happen...