Dylan's POV
"Hey," I greet Trisha.
"Hey, you're here to see Marie?" She asks. Who else would I be here to see? I nod my head and she gives me a smile, "they called a meeting a while ago and she's still in there?" She says.
I tap my nails on the desk and think about what to do. I did not just come all the way here for no reason, "How long is the meeting going to take?" I ask her.
"Um... I don't know, but it's been thirty minutes so it shouldn't be that long until it ends," she says. "Just sit here and wait for her, she'll pass here to get back to her office," she says typing away on her computer.
''K, thanks," I tell her still standing there. I hate sitting in lobbies, it's just weird. I notice that she is standing up and her chair is empty so I walk behind her desk to take a seat.
"What are you doing?" She asks as I grab her rollie chair.
"Taking a seat, what else?" I sit down and she just shakes her head getting back to work. "You okay?" I ask her.
"Yeah, why?"
"I don't know, you just don't seem like your chirpy self-today," I tell her leaning back on the chair. This chair feels really comfortable for some reason. "Is your hair naturally red?" I ask her. I just noticed that her hair is red, I guess that I never paid attention to that.
"Yeah," she says without turning around. One of the hallway doors open and people start coming out, the meeting is over. "Hey Trish," multiple people say one after the other as they pass Trisha to go back to their work. Marie-Anne comes out after a few minutes talking to somebody, an older man. They stand in the middle of the lobby talking, he says something and Marie-Anne's veins pops out indicating that she is getting furious.
They stop talking, the man walks away, but Marie-Anne doesn't move. She rubs her hands over her face for a moment walking up to Trisha, "Hey Trisha, did Tyler come here yet?" She asks.
"No," she simply says. I roll the chair behind Trisha by the high top of her desk. I like this, she can't see me, Trisha turns around looking at me about to tell her that I am here, but I shake my head no. "He's probably running late," she adds.
"Who's running late?" Someone asks. I recognized that voice, who wouldn't? The husky voice, the stupid accent, and that tone. "Hey Trish," he says to Trisha. Marie-Anne punches him lightly on the chest, he holds into his chest dramatically. They then start walking further away from the desk, so I can't hear what they are saying. "Oh, I forgot to ask, how's that boy of yours?" He yells over to Trisha jokingly.
"Shut up, Tyler!" Trisha yells back to him.
"Leave her alone," Marie-Anne says to Tyler loud enough for Trisha to hear. They then go back to seriousness. Marie-Anne starts moving her hands as she talks to Tyler. He takes his time, paying attention to every word she says, he nods his head after each pause. She stops talking and Tyler says something making her chuckle, he smiles putting her loose string of hair behind her ears.
They talk for a while before she decides to start walking to her office with him, "Marie," Trisha says.
"What's up?" She asks standing on the side of the desk. Trisha turns and points to me, "Dylan?" She asks. I smile at her awkwardly, "Ty, can you give me a minute, my office's open," she says. Tyler nods his head walking away, "what are you doing here?" She asks me. I get up from the chair walking up to her.
"Nothing," I say scratching the back of my head.
"You want to grab a coffee?" She asks looking around the lobby.
"Sure," we walk to the elevator getting in and pressing the first-floor button.
We stand in an uncomfortable silence, the elevator starts moving and suddenly stop. "What happened?" Marie-Anne asks pressing the button over and over again.
"It's just some technical difficulties," I assure her. She shuts her eye sighing and starts pacing around, "that's right, you're afraid of small spaces," I say. "Call the front desk and tell them that you're stuck in the elevator," I tell her. That's what happens when you work in an old building.
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Nearly ten minutes have passed and the elavator still isn't working. Feeling tired from standing on my feet, I take a seat on the floor, Marie-Anne still paces around the room sweating like she is going to die. "Sit down," I order. She stares at me not moving, "come on, just sit down," I tell her again. She sits down beside me, criss cross apple sauce like a little kid. "You see it doesn't seem so bad when you're sitting down does it?" I ask her.
"No, it doesn't," she says staring up the ceiling. Maybe we should just try to climb out the elevator like they do in the movies, it always works.
"Distracting yourself will help," I tell her. She nods her head not minding to say anything back. "So, what's going on with you and Tyler?" I ask her trying to distract her. Maybe, I was just being nosy.
"What do you mean?" She asks like she has no idea what's going on between her and Tyler.
"You're going to go Justin Bieber on me, really?" I joke. She smiles nodding her head, "I mean what the question basically says, what's going between you two?"
"I still don't get what you mean, but nothing is going on between us," she lies. You could always tell when she is lying, she's not good at it. I wonder how she keeps her job when lawyers basically lie for a living.
"Why does he come here, doesn't he have a job to do or something?" I ask.
"No, he quit his job?" She says leaning her hand on my shoulder. That's new news, I did not know that.
"Why?" I am curious to know what's going on in his life.
"He said he wanted to enjoy life more or something?" She says doing a weird movement with her hand.
"Good for him," I say sarcastically. Everyone wishes that they could just quit their job to enjoy life more, I mean who does that?
"Why do you care?" She asks.
"I don't," I say.
"Sounds like you do, I mean you come here all the time, don't you have a job to do?" She asks. Using, my words against me, very funny.
"Yes I do, but I'm between breaks plus I can literally work from my phone and that's why I have an assistant so I don't have to work a lot," I tell her.
"Well Tyler doesn't work, that's why he's here and he isn't always here," she says rolling her eyes at me.
"Why are you defending him?"
"Why are you bothering him?"
"Okay fine, I'm sorry for bothering your man," she rolls her eyes at me more.
"There's nothing going on between us, Dylan, so, stop the jealousy," she says getting up.
"I'm not jealous," I say getting up also.
"Of course you aren't," she whispers sarcastically. "Jealousy's not a good trait, you know?" She comes up close to me staring into my dull eyes, she has a smirk planted on her face. I am not jealous, why would I be? It's not like there is anything between us.
"You should know," I snap back at her. She chuckles rolling her eyes more. How many times is she going to roll her eyes at me, don't they hurt? She comes up close to me invading my personal space, it's not like I mind thought. She is about to say something when the elevator starts running again.
"Thank goodness, I thought I was going to be stuck for hours in here with you," she says pressing the tenth story's button.
"Don't act like you wouldn't like it," I joke, "and I thought we were going to get coffee?"
"We were, but I have to get back to work. Tyler is waiting, wouldn't want to keep my man waiting," I chuckle not minding her comment.
The elevator reaches her floor, Marie-Anne steps out thinking the gods, "I'll walk you to your office so your man doesn't have to wait," I tell her.
"Thank you," she says as we enter her hallway, "You want to do something later?" She asks.
"You sure your man won't get mad?" I ask her.
"Stop," she says in all seriousness. We reach her door and she stops walking, "he's not my man and there's nothing to worry about," she adds.
"I don't worry," I tell her. My phone vibrates in my pocket indicating that I have a message, "I have to get back to work," I tell her not even bothering to read the message.
"Yeah," she says. She gives me a hug pulling away shortly after.
"Come here," I say taking her hand before she has a chance to walk away. I look her in the eye and kiss her.
Her office door opens showing Tyler.
AN
Crappy chapter...I'm sorry.
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