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Hey Jude III

Office Allies



I'd be ignorant to think it's a typical day in the office. Not on this floor and most certainly not in this city. Some of us, mainly the men, were still recovering from the Halloween hangover while us wiser ladies mocked them behind and to their faces. And that's not all of it.

First thing I did when I walked in last Friday morning was dart my eyes at Liv while grinning and pointing my finger, warning her we had a chat pending. She returned a crafty smile and did her best to disguise it with an angelic batting of the lashes, but I was on to her. Little did I know, I had made an ally.


"Jude," the perky receptionist startles me, poking her head around the corner. "Are we ordering in today? You have to finish telling me your story. . ."


I nod gingerly and continue staring at my inbox. Going back to that conversation later that day, I remember her apologizing in hopes that she had done a good thing. I asked her how Harry got in touch with her in the first place, she replied that a man named Calvin called asking for me, not an hour later she received a ring from Harry.

She went on to say how she had trouble believing it was actually him, proving the rumor she heard of me to be true. After hearing his convincing plea to find me, she couldn't resist to help him. Harry was very persuasive, that we all knew. It left me quite impressed.

Harry's finding his way back into my life and though I'm not against the idea, it has ruined my hopes for Kade or anyone else . . . eternally ruined. Kade is so flexible and casual with how things are going between us, he doesn't act up when I show signs of flakiness. Unfortunately my intrigue and attraction towards him feel like child's play compared to Harry's.

I was determined. I said I would give Kade the chance to sway me, and we carried on with our date that Friday night. There were gruesome parts, steamy scenes and awkward revelations that left us kind of speechless towards the end of the credits. The movie killed the night.


"Is it just me or was that movie kinda strange?" he asked a bit confused.

"No, it was definitely out there!"

"Right?! Fucking nuts if yuh ask me. So where to now, yuh hungry?"


"Actually, I think I'm just going to head home. Tomorrow night though, you ready for that?"


"Yuh kiddin'?! I have my costume hanging on the door. I even practiced my sprints at the gym, in case, yuh know, they should come in handy."


"Now, I don't think Flash has beard . . ."


"Yea yea, I'm gonna shave it. I know it pains yuh to see it go." He smiled while rubbing his hand over his cheek.



I couldn't believe how different he appeared without it. 5 years younger and still very pleasing to the eyes. I fought every thought of Harry that Halloween night, and I did it sober. I learned from drowning my feelings in alcohol, it makes me reckless and I couldn't have that on my conscience Monday morning. It's a good thing too, or else I wouldn't have been strong enough to say no.

Kade, Roger, Linda and I shared a cab to the party. We met Liv, Chase and his wife there, along with other freelance writers. It was beautifully decorated, catered and packed. The DJ exceeded everyone's expectations by playing music from the last 4 decades, and we danced. We danced till we couldn't feel our toes, then the shoes flew off and we danced our feet raw.

Everything was great until Kade caught me watching him and Liv dancing. I felt no jealousy, especially after what Liv and I shared the day before. We were all friends but somehow that troubled him. He found me after the song and took me to the side, apologizing and rambling off. He was too drunk to make any sense, the only thing I remember was his confession.


"I shouldn't be talking. I talk too much when I'm drunk, and I have a hard time lying so don't take advantage of me . . ." he chuckles and raises his hands to rest above his head, pulling his red mask off. "Jude, do yuh even like me or am I wasting my time here?"

"I thought we were hanging out as friends and seeing where things would go? No rush?"


"Well yeah, I'm waiting, just waiting for yuh to make up yuh God-damn mind. I-I thought I've been pretty fucking obvious that I'm interested. If I haven't-Jude, I'm interested . . . now I feel like a fuckin' meatball!"


"Kade, I'm trying. You're an amazing guy-"


"Nah nah . . . tonight! Tonight yuh make a choice. I'm gonna get anotha drink and leave in a bit before I embarrass myself any furtha. I'll find yuh and ask if yuh want to leave with me and then it'll be settled."


And I said no.

Kade seems to have magically forgotten what went down that night, just like I did that first time, conveniently. Still, he keeps the humor flowing in the office and thanks to him our Monday wasn't so bad; except today he was a no show.

After I finally get around to responding each email, I take out my agenda and see what else this week holds for me. I scribble a tiny number on my Tuesday slot and lean back in my chair. 520. It's been 520 days since I last had sex. I don't know if I should be impressed or depressed.

It's not like I'm dying to hump the first guy that crosses my path, I would have tried that already. And though I've already accepted my excuse, I still work, I still get aroused . . . I just don't act upon it. This would be the main reason for my hesitation of rekindling any kind of relationship with Harry. We were more than 50% physical, in fact, that was the best part.

Frankly, I doubt any man can outdo Harry in that aspect. In any aspect. He was the sweetest boyfriend, beautiful person, kind soul. He had faults, like the rest of us, but the timing, the rush, the spotlight . . . I can do without that. Maybe if we talk more, continue to figure things out and take baby steps . . . as friends first. At least till I get used to the idea of him living here.

This makes sense to me and I react optimistically.

We should get a cup of coffee when you're back in the city? -J


"Hey, are you joining Linda and I today?" Roger interrupts on his way out.

"Oh sorry, not today. Liv and I ordered some takeout," I smile.

"While I have your attention, I wanted to ask for your advice . . ."

"Absolutely, take a seat!" I say enthusiastically, watching as Roger rolls a chair over.

"Well, Linda and I have been dating for almost 6 months now. I can't thank you enough for introducing us . . ."

"Roger, is this going where I think it's going?" I grin coyly.

"I think so," he smiles nervously. "But you know her longer and better than I do . . . do you think she's ready? Have you ladies talked about that at all, or is marriage the last thing on her mind?"

"Roger, I assure you . . . she's ready."


I'm glad to be the one to evoke such a smile on this man's face. Finally, a dream come true romance. Literally . . . I actually dreamt of them two. Roger leaves and 15 minutes later, our food is delivered. Liv sets our takeout trays on the empty desk by the window and we have the whole office to ourselves.


"Why was Roger so happy?" Liv asks before taking a bite of her gyro.

"I think he's going to propose to my best friend, Linda."

"Right, your friend from London . . . so what happened to Troy and Kaycee? I'm dying to know."


I continue my story from where I left off on Friday. Some how Liv got me yacking about my London adventure and what it was like touring with the bands. I highlighted plenty minus my relationship with Harry. I could tell she wanted to ask, but she was smart not to interrogate me. We were still building trust and though we now kept a secret from the others, I had to keep some of mine from her as well.


"You know I have to ask . . ." she leans in her chair.

"I'm surprised you waited this long. Might as well." I extend my hand and gulp down my Diet Coke.

"So you really dated Harry Styles, that's wild!" she laughs and blushes a bit. "I would've never believed it had I not gotten a call from him personally."

"I know. He's great though, all fame and fortune set aside. He's the most humble and down to earth person you'll ever meet. Harry doesn't let all that glamour and glitz get to his head."

"So did you love each other?"

"I uhh . . . I believe so."

"Still do? Because he sure sounded like it."

"Gosh, I haven't even spoken about this to Linda or my mother . . . he's moving here and wants to see me again."

"And? You said yes right?!"

"I don't know. I thought there was a possibility of dating someone else, and yet . . . I'll always love Harry. But I can't deal with the public thing, the gossip, hate texts and cameras. It's overwhelming."

"It sounds stressful but is it enough to throw it all away? I know I'm just drooling over the celebrity and not the person, but he's irreplaceable. Isn't he?"

"Am I crazy to hesitate for this long?" I stare blankly out the window. Of course I haven't shared my true reason for stalling but Liv understands the bigger picture.

"No. But since you shared something so personal, I'll share too. . . you have to swear you won't say a thing!"

"I swear. Spit it out!"

"I have a crush on someone but he doesn't have a clue," Liv pouts with puppy eyes and I immediately think of names.

"Does he work in this building?"

"Worse . . . in this office."

I think of the only two good looking men and try to remember her reaction on Roger's news which was nothing memorable. Then my eyes widen.

"Kade?"

She nods with a wide smile and now I feel guilty but also relieved that I didn't mention our friendly encounters. Should I? I mean, I'd want to know. I think.

"You've never hinted or invited him out to lunch? Anything?" I can't believe I'm asking, her being the older one.

"Nope. I'm terrified of rejection and worse . . . a pity date."

"Nooo! Kade's not like that."

"I'm so jealous of how close the two of you have gotten since you started here. Don't worry, not raging jealous. Just wish he'd be that way with me."

"You sure you don't want me to intervene? I can make a subtle approach by including you in the conversation . . . ever so casually."

"You know what? Why not? It's not like I'm going to do anything about it anytime soon. But this stays between us!"

"You got it!"

"And if I were you, I'd text your boy before it's too late. He's not going to wait forever. No man does."

Harry would and she's right, but I already beat her to the suggestion.



I get out of the shower and reach for the towel when I hear Linda call for me.

"I'll be right out!"

Opening the door once I''ve wrapped myself up, I find Linda in the kitchen wearing a deceiving smile. She knows something. Immediately my eyes fall to her left hand, surprised to see it ringless but not empty.

"Jude, dear," she says and raises my phone in her hand to read aloud. "Why is Harry texting you that he'll be happy to grab coffee with you this Saturday?"

I rejoice with the news and my face radiates the same which only rats me out. Shit! Linda perks a brow waiting for an explanation as though she were my mother; not even my real mom acts that way. It would be so easy to get out of this one and tell her about Roger's plans, but I can't continue these cowardly tendencies.

"I think it's time that I put a lock on my phone."

Notes

A/N: Chapter Song

Auntumn Leaves -Ed Sheeran




Thank You and much love to those still reading and following on Wattpad.

Bonus: I have the 11th Chapter already posted there as well. xo

Comments

@CiaoNiccie
Omg thanks so much!!! I have litrrally been DYING to see what happens to Jude and Harry!!!! Thanks!!! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

@LivinLikeLarry


hi go to

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CiaoNiccie CiaoNiccie
6/6/16

Has anyone found this story on wattpad like pls give me a link cos I cant find it and I really wamt to finish the story!!!!!!

LivinLikeLarry LivinLikeLarry
5/13/16

@LittleGreenEyes


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What is your wattpad name? I cant find you or the story