Squaring my shoulders I walked as confidently as I could straight into Oscorp flashing my badge to the guards as I walked, it was my first day working when my boss, Mr. Norman Osborn, had his son visiting. I can't help but feel slightly nervous, I had been getting weird comments from everyone. They all thought that I would be let go after he met me, as that's what's happened to every single one of Mr. Osborn's assistants. All of them.
Watching the floor for spills or anything haphazardly left lying around I pretty much strutted right up to the elevator to take me all the way up to my desk which was right outside the doors to my boss's office. It stopped about halfway up to let someone on and I breathed a sigh of relief seeing it was my best friend, Gwen Stacy.
"You look like you've seen a ghost 'Licia." she giggles and I give her the meanest fake glare I could muster. "I thought you were going to be one of those stuffy board members who have been taunting me all week telling me how 'I"m so going to get fired'." I pouted.
"Well thank goodness it's just me. Why do they think you're going to get fired?"
"Because every single one of Mr. Osborn's assistants are let go right after meeting his son. All of them Gwen, every single one!" I say exasperated, finally cracking , my nerves showing.
*Ding!* The elevator doors opened again and she pulled me to the side hastily just in time for an incredibly handsome guy in shades to saunter in.
After telling the elevator the floor he's going to he leans against the side railings on the other half of the elevator and glances over with a calculating glance. Gwen was still trying to calm me down, I was barely showing my nervousness now that someone else was here but she could tell anyhow.
"Oh would you relax! You are SO not going to get fired!"
Out of the corner of my eye I see him give a look, but I decide to ignore it for now. I have more pressing issues than the fact that we're in an elevator with a really cute guy.
"You think so?" I sigh as I look down to the thick stack of files in my arms. Mr. Osborn had asked yesterday for them to be on his desk bright and early this morning.
Suddenly the lights flicker and the elevator jerks me right into Mr. Handsome's arms. "Eep!" I let out a small cry at being thrown off balance, but somehow managed to keep all my files intact. I felt my neck burn as I looked up into his face, and his eyes as his shades had fallen off.
"Hey, you alright there?" He asks with a small smile as he lets me go once my footing is even again. "Y-yeah. Thanks." I reply quietly, I feel like I'm blushing like mad! Oh if my parents saw me now; a Hardy, tongue tied? Never. His eyes were a beautiful blue and they pierced my very soul, like he knew me and everything I'd ever done. Somehow I didn't feel like I would mind that very much, not with a face and voice like his, Hopefully a personality to match.
"Uh, hello? Still here." Gwen says in a teasing tone and I felt myself go redder than I'd already been. "oh, eh um." He clears his throat awkwardly. "Um, I'm Harry." He introduces himself, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"I'm Gwen Stacy and this is my BFF Felicia Hardy." she says before I can even open my mouth. "Hardy huh?" he almost murmurs it, but it's not hard to feel like there's some judgment in his voice. Everyone always did once they found out my last name was Hardy, the Hardy family were world renowned master thieves and cat burglars. I looked down at my feet, silently cursing my best friend, wishing she'd left out my last name.
I feel his eyes on me, realized I'd heard him. "That's cool." He says, and I look up quickly to see a small smirk on his lips. I feel my lips curve up into a soft smile too, seeing I hadn't yet lost my chance at knowing this handsome guy, Harry he'd said.
With just as much suddenness the elevator jerks to life and I almost topple again but he'd reached out with quick reflexes and grabbed me around the waist to keep me steady. Gwen had her arms free to grasp the railing, so she didn't need the help like I did with my arms full of files. I feel my cheeks heat up again, but not as much as before.
When the elevator opens we all get off, he keeps his hand at the small of my back as we exit and I don't know why but I don't mind like I normally would.
"So, where are you heading Miss Hardy?"
"Well Mr. Harry," I begin, playing along with his formalities, "I'm going to my desk outside the offices up ahead." With my free arm I wave off in the direction I'm going and I see a pleased look in his eyes.
"Well, that just so happens to be the way I'm going. Shall we?" He offers me his free arm which I take without hesitating. I giggled softly when he did so, most people wouldn't play games with me in such a manner, if they managed to stick around after learning my last name. I let him lead me up through the very few rows of desks and I pointed out my desk. The one that sat directly in front of Mr. Osborn's office, and once again he looked pleasantly surprised. When we'd reached my desk he took my hand that had been holding his arm in his hand, "Well, this is where I must leave you Miss. Hardy." he says and actually brings my hand up to his lips and kisses it. My breath catches in my throat the second his lips touch my skin, and am frozen in place watching him walk away toward Mr. Osborn's office.
As soon as he enters through the doors I let myself lean against my desk and I sigh dreamily. He was such a gentleman and all I knew was his first name. What was I thinking? I should've gotten at least his last name so I could find him again I mentally berate myself.
"Wow." Gwen says as she moves to sit on my desk. "What happened to you? You just met him, and are you drooling? You're drooling."
"What?!" I snap my eyes away my hand shooting up to my mouth to find it dry.
I glare at her when she begins to laugh, "No you're not. But that was hilarious."
Getting up I turn and go to Mr. Osborn's doors and look through the clear window doors to see... nobody. They must be in Mr. Osborn's personal work library. He preferred that some days to his regular office.
Letting myself in I briskly walk to his desk and begin laying out the files as requested and spin around when a door to my right opens unexpectedly. It's Mr. Osborn and Harry. My hand lowers from my neck where it had shot to in surprise, like that would slow my heartbeat down.
"I'm sorry for startling you Felicia."
"Oh, it's quite alright Mr. Osborn." I reply professionally, not having any of my tongue tied problems like I did earlier thankfully. I turn to take my leave but he calls out to me. "Felicia, I would like you to meet someone, when I retire he will lead Oscorp. This is my son Harry. Harry, this is my PA Felicia."
I turn to look at Harry kind of confused that he didn't say anything before. "We've already met dad." he says, a goofy grin gracing his features and I can't help but love it and smile tentatively back.
"Oh, well that's good." he seems surprised, but dismisses it quickly. "Please make sure to update all company files we have on the CEO successor and such. Oh and make sure to make my appointment with my lawyer. I want to finalize that will."
As soon as he starts giving orders my PA instincts kick in and I am professional once more, "Yes, of course Mr. Osborn." that's when I, as gracefully as I could, exit the office to find Gwen still at my desk.
Quickly I move over to her, "You'll never guess what just happened." I say as I take my seat and pull up the requested files.
"Mmhh. I don't know I give up already, I can't think of anything besides you thought you'd get fired. You didn't, did you?" she suddenly seems serious on that last part.
"No, I didn't. Harry," I whisper not wanting anyone to hear me, "is Harry Osborn. Mr. Osborn's son."
'NO WAY!" she exclaims in an excited whisper.
"YES WAY!" I whisper back, not sure if I'm excited or nervous.
I can't believe I have a crush, on the boss's son no less. Oh boy, this can't end well. I just hope I don't lose my job after this.