Falling for the Boss

Author's Note:

Hello! This is my new story called Falling for the Boss, and I really hope that you guys enjoy it. I'm just a girl that loves to write. I'm not a professional author, so I will have mistakes, but I try my best not to! I'm going to stop talking to you guys and let you get on with the chapter, but don't worry, I'll babble some more to you at the end of the chapter! ;) Enjoy.

The first day of a new job is always the worst, right? I hope so. Butterflies are flying around in my stomach like they always do when I’m nervous.  I haven't met the boss yet, so I don't know what he's like. We did the interview over the phone, but he sounded nice, a very confident business man I guessed. I'm actually excited about this job, even though I’m nervous, which is weird. I normally hate working, but since I will be a housekeeper, it should be pretty relaxing. It’ll be a lot better than running around, waiting tables, and listening to demanding orders, like I had to do at my previous job. I am supposed be at Mr. Mathews' house by three to start my job.  The boss, Mr. Matthews, told me over the phone that there would be an extra room at his house that I should stay in for convenience, and I agreed.

When I get out of university, I eventually want to have a job with fashion design, but for now, cleaning is enough for me! It pays for my food, and that's all that really matters. I had nothing to do for the first half of my day, so I was going to meet my two best friends, Chloe and Hailey, to go shopping. I was going to pick up Hailey first, as she was the closest. You could probably describe her as a brunette on the outside but a true blonde on the inside. She is practically the most stereotypical blonde you could ever meet; the only problem is that she has brown hair! Even though she is stupid at times, I love her so much.

 I walked into the kitchen where my mum was cooking steak pie. I walked over to her and inhaled the scent of the pie, before speaking, "Mum, I'm going shopping with Hailey." I told her.

Having lived with my mother my whole life, moving out scared me.  Not once did she ever push me to move into my own place.  This job opportunity landed at my feet, and my mother agreed it was a step in the right direction.  It was not complete independence, but it was half way there.  I had continued to live with my mum after secondary school, and I never thought much of moving out, but now that it was here, I was scared.

She nodded, "Okay, come back around one o’clock, so you can have some steak pie before you leave."

"Okay, I will. I would never miss your home baked steak pie!" I told her.

She smiled and kissed my forehead, the kind given out as a child, and as an adult, I still craved them.  Hugs were another thing I missed, and secretly wished she would pull me into one of those embraces and tell me everything would be fine.   I smiled staring into those loving eyes and sighed heavily before heading out, as tears threatened to fall.  Get a hold of yourself I told myself. The door clicked shut, and I walked towards my car. Climbing into my silver Audi, I began to drive on autopilot towards Hailey’s , turning onto the motorway, and switching on the radio.  I tuned into a station, a song by Pixie Lott played.  I loved that song, turning the sound up, the song blasted out until I reached her flat.  I beeped the horn loud and did not stop until she stuck her head out of the window in the rain. 

"I'm coming! Hold on a second!" She shouted. I rolled her eyes as she tried to multi-task. Trying to put on mascara and talking at the same time was a disaster, causing a big giant black line across her cheek bone. "Ugh,” She groaned in frustration. “Natalie, why did you make me do that?!"I laughed and rolled my eyes. She made a pouty face and shut the window. Ten minutes later, she finally came walking out of the building, placing her bag above her head as she dashed towards the car, opened the door and hopped in.

"You took your time!" I told her.