After saving the document, I contemplated staying here with Sebastian or going back to sit with Fiona and Sarah. Lucas had awoken a few seconds before, but was still in a daze. He looked around the jet, confused.
"Oh, hey Leslie. Hello Mr. Harrison. I'm sorry, how long have I been sleep?"
"About an hour I think." Sebastian answered.
Lucas sighed and stretched. I figured since he was awake it gave me the right away to go back to my seat since I wasn't needed to keep him company anymore, but something inside of me wanted to stay, to find out more about Sebastian. Even though it was no surprise seeing him in a magazine almost every month, I felt like there was more mystery behind Sebastian that he wanted to keep hidden.
The flight attendant made her way to where we sat. "Dinner will be served in twenty minutes." She said. I looked out the window. The sun had complete disappeared and the moon was hidden behind the cloud
As the flight attendant gave us our options for dinner, I was eager to hear what Fiona was going to say. In all honesty, it was hypocritical to say that Sebastian was going to be bias about everything, considering she was divorced, and a bitoverenthusiasticabout most things. Still, I was going to be open minded about whatever she had to say, and maybe later on get Sebastian's opinion on his Mommy and Daddy issues. Ten minutes later, we had four plates of traditional steak and potatoes set in front of us. Since none of us obviously felt like being a little original, we all got the same thing. Dinner remained untouched for a few minutes. We just sat there, looking at each other. Fiona looked as if she was eager yet hesitant on telling me her family business. Lucas exchanged looks with everyone before picking up his
I thought the fact that they stayed at fancy hotels and flew in private jets was enough. The manor was huge. I have stayed at big houses before for promotional trips and such but this house was unnecessarily big. A giant water fountain sat in the middle of a gravel driveway that let to a set of long stairs. The porch portrayed a classic country farm home, but the four thirty feet pillars that held the house up said otherwise. The manor was a good three stories. The dark of the night made it hard for me to see the design of the manor, but from what I could gather it had Victorian elements on the balconies and on the various windows that were lined across. The giant two front doors were wide open. The only people who were outside were me, Sarah and Sebastian, who was standing on the p
I didn't know how to make this less awkward than it already was. My head was hurting in every possible place, and I still didn't have my morning coffee. It was the fact that I was caught with Sebastian's brother that made this more of a terrible situation than it already was. I cleared my throat and stressed my assertiveness. "Thank you, but my head is fine, William. I am going to go make coffee now..." With that, I turned around, closed the cabinet door and walked over to the coffee maker. Maria knew I didn't know how to use this contraption, since this was a high end coffeemaker from Keurig. I crossed my arms and stood back as Maria set it up. As I waited, I felt three sets of eyes staring at me. "Well, I'm starving." Sarah said, interrupting the silence. "Breakfast is all set up
I finished my breakfast, looking around the table at everyone else. Everyone was part of their little conversations except for me and Lucas, who was too focused on cutting his apple. William was talking to Patrick across the table, Sebastian with Isabelle, and Elizabeth with Sarah and Fiona. I sat in the middle, listening to them talking over me about Leonardo DiCaprio and how he hasn't won an Oscar yet. I didn't fit. I was the complete opposite of everyone here. I didn't enjoy talking to people, or socializing much unless it was vital. I'd rather be answering emails or talking to Beth or Paul, the only people I could act as myself around. I felt my heart accelerate, and knew it would be best if I took a long bath, and call Beth for some best friend guidance. I just had to figure out how to get up without being rude. I slowly pulled m
I finished my breakfast, looking around the table at everyone else. Everyone was part of their little conversations except for me and Lucas, who was too focused on cutting his apple. William was talking to Patrick across the table, Sebastian with Isabelle, and Elizabeth with Sarah and Fiona. I sat in the middle, listening to them talking over me about Leonardo DiCaprio and how he hasn't won an Oscar yet. I didn't fit. I was the complete opposite of everyone here. I didn't enjoy talking to people, or socializing much unless it was vital. I'd rather be answering emails or talking to Beth or Paul, the only people I could act as myself around. I felt my heart accelerate, and knew it would be best if I took a long bath, and call Beth for some best friend guidance. I just had to figure out how to get up without being rude. I slowly pulled m
When we made it back to the manor, I was still heated. Heated about the fact that I let myself look vulnerable in front of William when that is the exact opposite of what I was supposed to do, and heated that I broke my heel. The landscapers were staring at me as I limped to the front door. Half way there, I gave up and just took both of my heels off and carried them. Gerard offered to hold them for me but I declined his generous offer. I went into the living room and sat down on the couch. The TV was off, but classical music was playing throughout the surround sound in the living room. I decided to leave the TV off and bask in the soothing sounds of Bach, or Mozart, or Beethoven, whoever it was. "Hey, Leslie." A voice to my right said. I turned to find Lucas, sitting on the couch eating a hamburger with potato chips, scrolling on his
The only talking that came out of anyone was from Elizabeth.She went on and on about basically everything, and her brothers seemed to be the only ones truly annoyed. She talked about charity, good morals, Tennessee, Graham Crackers, curly hair, Tom Hiddleston and how she had met him once, with Sarah responding in disbelief that Elizabeth got to meet her imaginary husband. As they drifted off into a silent conversation, I prayed that it would stay this way. Sebastian and William were still mad about the who-gets-what-seat incident, which led them to take a vow of silence.Suddenly, I felt a slight nudge coming from my right."So what should I expect when I-weget there?" He whispered."Well, it isn't some ditch in the ro
I sat in my room, staring the giant Teddy Bear down, which sat across from me on the small sofa. Even though the fair was a success I couldn't push myself to send the pictures me and Sarah took of Sebastian and of him at the festivities to Garret. All I could think about was that stupid gigantic Teddy Bear that I didn't even want. When Fiona saw it in my arms she asked how I got it, and William just had to tell the truth. She had a weird look that was filled with happiness when he answered, which kind of scared me in a way. I was lucky that the stupid bear fit into the back of the SUV in the trunk; I could avoid explaining to everyone how I received the thing. When we got back I asked Gerard to take it up to my room when everyone was inside. Various questions ran through my mind as I stared at the stuffed animal: Why did William take
** I fucked up. I had never felt so much regret in my entire life. One part of me wanted to hit Sebastian for making everything more complicated, then the other wanted to just kill myself for ruining everything. Here was this man, this man I was in denial about having feelings for, confess his love to me and all I say is "No." No. Why wasn't I running after him though? If I really cared, why was I still standing here, dumb founded. I slumped back in my seat and rested my head in my hands. I was an idiot, and frankly mending this was going to be harder than I thought. My complicated persona just ruined more lives than one, it had seemed. What if he fired me, now? Fired someone else out of anger? What if we could never have the same relationship again? I tried my best to choke down a sob. The sound of the door opening halted my thoughts. My spirits were raised as I thought the person entering the room was Sebastian, yet it wasn't who I expected.
It was the weirdest thing. I had never been so pissed off in my entire life. Over what? Something so petty? How could I let the ginger bitch get under my skin like that? Enough for me to go confront Sebastian myself?Sarah followed me to the ballroom, and knew exactly what I was going to do once she saw the direction I was heading in."I'm...gonna go get another drink with Lucas. Let me know if a bitch needs slappin'."I nodded, watching her walk back to the bar.I exhaled deeply before tapping Sebastian on his shoulder, halting his conversation with someone I didn't recognize."Sebastian, I need to talk to you. Now."His smile fade
"Honestly, this dress makes me look like a fucking idiot." Sarah complained, tugging on the edges as we descended in the elevator. I laughed as the doors opened "You know what that reminds me of?" I said. "What?" "When you and Sebastian first came to Harrison inc and he was complaining about his suit." Sarah thought for a moment before laughing "Oh yeah I remember!" She cleared her throat to be able to imitate Sebastian's masculine voice "I feel stupid in this fucking suit" She mocked. Sarah and I both giggled at the memory. As the elevator doors opened, we walked farther into the lobby to meet up with the two security guards,
My first thought was to push him away, but after a few moments I found myself enjoying the moment even more than he was. His lips were...soft, and warm. Like his hands but of course they didn't feel the same in that way. It was so unexpected that when he did kiss me I froze. It took me a while before...I actually kissed him back. Honestly, there are no words that can actually describe how it felt. It just felt good. The way he held my face in his hands, the way he smelled; like Irish Spring. Hell it felt even more than good it felt amazing. I had never felt a kiss that could compare. Is this what I've been missing out on this entire time?I thought to myself. Then it felt cold again. I opened my eyes to find
"I want to go to New York...tomorrow."I brought my attention from my laptop onto Sebastian, who was leaning on the desk I was seated at.It had been a week since he had left the hospital, and a week since the Harrison's had sorted everything out. It was a breath of fresh air to see everyone getting along. Past grudges were left in the past, and it had felt like the family was new. Garret had gone back to L.A., which reminded us that we only had mere weeks until Sebastian was the CEO.I sat back in my chair and chuckled "Um, tomorrow? That's a little soon; we have it planned a week in advance-"He suddenly pulled a paper from behind his back and slammed it on the desk. He pointed to the title "Skate for a Cause" printed in wh
"Leslie, you're like a...a lifesaver!" Beth said. I laughed, knowing of her over the top nature. I was in the hospital hallway, talking to Beth via cell. She called me asking about Sebastian since Fiona told Aunt Penelope about Sebastian and in turn, told Leonardo. I told her everything, from the fight at the manor to Rachael crying on his shoulder. Beth was more than interested at the story, and even almost cried a few times. "Well, I'm just glad you guys are alright. Such a relief. But in my opinion, I think that they should settle their problems. I mean, their family is over the rocks, now." I sighed. She had a point. They did need to sit down and talk, but I knew Sebastian wouldn't have it. I glanced down the hallway and watched Sebastian pushing Rachael in the wheel chair. The
Lucas and William dragged Sebastian down the stairs to gain access to the back door that led to the alley. Everyone we passed stopped dancing or socializing to look at Sebastian. There was no doubt that this would be news in the next couple of hours. Sam, our driver, was waiting in the alley once we got outside. Sebastian was sweating bullets even though it was at least fifty degrees outside, and his eyes remained closed. "Leslie, sit in the middle row with me so you can support his head." William told me. I didn't question as I got in the car. William sat in the middle, dragging Sebastian in and laying him across us. "Take us to the hospital, Sam!" William yelled. Sam quickly put the car in reverse and backed out of the alley int
Around 8 o'clock, Lucas and Sarah began to look tired; I could see it in their eyes. Eventually, Lucas yawned and stretched his lean arms "Well, I'm out." He said. I waved goodbye to him, only to watch him flop down on my bed and pull my covers over him. "Um, if you have forgotten, that's my bed." I said. "Yeah, but this one is more comfortable." He replied, not even making eye contact with me. I sighed in defeat. Lucas was about a foot taller than me, so there was no way I could get him out of my bed. Even though he was skinny and not as muscular, it would still be a task; I guess I would just sleep on the couch in my room. Sarah, rubbing her eyes, looked tempted to join him. Tiredness took over her, and she got up and slammed al
I walked as fast as my heels would allow me to the living room. The information this seven year old just fed me was too much to handle, and I needed to talk to Sarah about it. Since we both worked for the Harrison's she would know how to handle this."Why are you walking so fast, Leslie?" Rachael asked as she tightened her grip around my hand."Um, nothing I just don't want to miss everyone leaving." I looked at my watch; 5:35 already. Where did the time go? No matter, all that mattered was getting Rachael out of my company before I lost my patience. Unfortunately I didn't have my stress ball in handy to calm my nerves, so I had to get Rachael to Ulysses to settle this.I didn't know why I was so angry. Allegedly a man was in love with me and this is how I reacted? Maybe my past experi