Part 2
Normal POV
The small pink alarm clock sprung to life as it echoed a small beepng noise to wake up the young woman.
Miley groaned and quickly shut it off before it could grow any louder. She turned around and got up from her double bed. Picking up her phone she dialed the number of the man she seriously wanted to kill. She pinched the call button and put her phone near her ear; hearing the dial tone beep.
She tapped her size 6 feet agains't the cold carpet flooring of her bedroom waiting for him or someone to pick up.
Thats when a small, sweet voice answered the phone. "Hello. Nicholas Jonas office, Debra speaking. How may I help you?" Miley sighed.
"I'm looking for Nicholas? Do you think he could come to the phone please?" Miley asked kindly.
She heard Debra fake laugh down the phone. "I'm sorry, but Nicholas is a very busy man. He doesn't have time for a young woman like you to interrupt him" Miley groaned angrily. 'Who the hell does this woman think she is?'
"Sorry to dissapoint you, but my shop is going to get smacked to the ground a day before christmas. He should have the curtisy to talk to me!" Miley spoke coldly down the phone.
"Well than Mr Jonas doesn't have the curtisy" Miley could tell Debra was smirking.
She heard the phone go dead. The anger rippled through her; causing her to chuck her phone at the cream wall. "Erh" Miley sighed and quickly walked over to where she chucked her now broken phone. "Shit" She picked it up and quickly placed it on her bed. If Nicholas wouldn't talk to her through phone than he couldn't stop her from talking to him in person.
Miley quickly opened her closet doors revealing all her clothes. There was two sections. One was her more revealing clothes and the other was her more professional clothes. She groaned and quickly picked out some professional clothes.
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Miley looked at herself. "Gosh, this has got to give!" She sneered. She ran into her little sons room and seen him already awake and dressed reading his favourite wind and the willows book. A huge smile spread on her face. "Come on. Your going to be late" She beamed. Miley grabbed ahold of her 5 year old son's hand, quickly grabbed her bag before running down the stairs and out the shop; locking the glass door behind her.
Nick's POV;
This day has got to give; it's so boring. There's nothing to do here. Everything has already been done and I'm stuck here reading a magazine about cars? I swiveled my chair around to take in the magnificant view of New York. My office was on the highest floor and by god was it amazing. It feels like your flying when you stuck your head out the window as you feel the cold air rush to you and looping through your hair.
I grabbed ahold of the drink next to me and I took a sip..geez. I think I'm going to pee myself. I quickly stood up; covering my manhood and I ran outside my office to the nearest toilet.
Gosh, it feels so good now that I've finished. I walked back outside to be met be Debra. "Ohh. Hey Debs" I smile awkwardly at her. "Were you listening to me pee?" I asked. I tried not to laugh in her face at how weird it was. She blushed and shook her head. I nodded; totally not convinced. "Has there been any mesages for me?" She shook her head; making her long straight red hair move along her shoulders. "Calls?" She shook her head again. "Anything?" Once again she nodded. I groaned and walked back into my office; closing the door sharply behind me. I just want someone normal to talk to!
Thats when I heard slight shouting coming outside my office door. I walked towards it; listening in on what the intruder was saying.
"I'm going in to see that dick of a boss of yours!" Ouch...took it to the heart...NOT! I chuckled...this girl is kinda fierce.
"I'm sorry but Mr Jonas is busy!" I heard Debra shout back; calmy. Wow...I look around the room; I didn't know I was busy.
"Busy? Doing what? Jerking himelf off to a car magazine?" I laugh abit..
"No!" I sighed. Maybe I should go out?
"I phoned lastnight! I basically made alittle appointment with your so called boss! NOW LET ME IN TO SEE THE GOD DAMN GUY!" She what? but Debra just said that I didn't get any calls? Geez, this is what I get for hiring someone who has a crush on me. Maybe I should allow her in erm...now maybe?
I opened the door. And quickly smoothed down my white shirt. "Is there a problem ladies?" I asked. I watched them both look at me. Debra was giving me a slight smile and she shook her head but that girl..wow..she was beautiful; well she gave me numerous glares.
The young woman looked towards Debra than back at me. She laughed which was obviously fake; did I tell you she sounded like Cruela Divel? "Yes, for a matter of fact!" She screeched. She pointed her long fingers towards me. "You are my problem" Ouch...I gulped quickly and fixed my tie anxiously. What had I done so wrong to piss of such a beautiful woman?
