Office crush

Chapter 5

There was one problem...and its name was Henry Merchant. I HATED Henry. He had just started here as an intern and thought he ran the place. He was always all over Adam like a cheap suit. "You must be really strong." Yeah I know "You look amazing today." I know he does, so back the hell off "When are you and I going to go out?" Never you fucking slut, he's my boyfriend.

But that was okay! It was Friday and work was over and I was going home with Adam and Henry wasn't! I made my way back to our office and had a surprise for Adam, a package of cookies.

"Are you ready to...?" I ran as fast as I could. The elevator was too crowded so I took the stairs. I was in my car before I began to cry. I replayed what I saw: Henry and Adam kissing, Henry with his shirt off, and the look Henry gave me before I ran away: slutty joy.

There was a knock on my car window. Of course it was Adam. I still had his cookies. I rolled down my window and threw them at him and drove away. I didn't want him to see me cry. I didn't believe how much I hurt. Henry? Really? I knew he could do better, but Henry? It was like I was punched in the chest.

I called in sick the whole next week. I had lost five pounds in my depression. I had really begun to hate food. I bet Adam had too. I wondered if he lost any of his newfound bulk. We shared an office. Shit.

He was five minutes late the Monday I came back. I drove him. He hadn't shaved. I reminded him when he needed to shave. He had this tendency to go without shaving. I preferred him clean shaven. He'd been eating well though. I still liked looking at him even though it hurt. "Good morning" I said. I tried not to sound bitter.

"Uh, good morning, I have been calling you," he said, face red.

"Am I a dog?"

"Well, no."

"Then don't call me."

"I'm sorry. It wasn't me,” he said seriously. “You have to believe me. He took his shirt off then kissed me!"

"So you are telling me...that someone who is about a hundred pounds heavier than someone, had that smaller someone force themselves on them? I'm not stupid."

"I know you’re not stupid. It's just that…" He was blushing. "I don't want to break up. I love you."

"Were we together, or was I just fucking with you? How do you not know I just wanted to make you fat so I could have my own little sick joke? Huh? You fat freak. "I want to be huge." Pathetic!" It was too late to take it back. I didn't mean a word I had just said.

He sat at his desk and started to cry. The first time I ever saw him cry and it was because of what I had said. I got up and ran to the bathroom. I locked myself in a stall and had a good cry myself. Why? Why did I say that? I was just so angry. Why? I didn't know what to do. I had ruined everything.

I came out of the stall and gingerly made my way to our office. I had no clue what to say, but I had to make things right. I couldn't believe I could even say that, no matter how angry I was. I loved him and his body. We were meant for one another. I walked in and saw a mound of chocolate snack cake wrappers with Adam taking a huge bite out of one, he was still crying. I knew now he ate when he was sad.

"A...Adam?" I called.

"What?" He was hurt. Well hell, I was hurt too. What about me?

"I..."

"Came to tell me I'm some kind of joke? A pathetic fat freak? I thought…" He swallowed."I thought you loved me."

"I do love you..."

"You’re lucky I don't kick your ass for making me fat." He was coming closer to me.

"Please don't. I really didn't mean what I said. I was really mad at you. I love your body. I love you." I thought I was going to get a punch in the face when I closed my eyes. He was so close to me I could smell the chocolate from the cake, and suddenly I could taste it.

I could feel his lips and I loved every second, every warm delicious second. I stopped kissing him and pushed him back. He stood there shocked for a moment and I pulled off my shirt and lunged at him, kissing him again.

"I guess he really could have kissed you, huh? I just assumed you liked him better than me. He is much better looking."

"You are such an idiot." He was serious again. "I would never cheat on you. You may not see what you really look like, but I do, and that person is way hotter than Henry and much too sexy for me."

"Thank you." I was blushing. Just then Mrs. Carey walked in. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Gentlemen!" she exclaimed. I felt my previous blush increase times ten.

"Mrs. Carey...I'm so sorry." I grabbed my shirt to put it back on. It hung on my body sloppily. I was so embarrassed. She smiled.

"Well, I need this month’s numbers by two tomorrow. That is all." That was pure hell. She was about to leave, but she stopped. "By the way, when you do something like this, make sure you lock your office door." She winked and walked out.

I swear she was the coolest women on the planet. Scratch that…in the universe. "So... where did you get…" I counted the wrappers quickly. "Fourteen chocolate snack cakes?" I asked.

"When we were fighting and you stopped making food for me I had to bring cakes because I seem to be eating much more nowadays."

"You...you're not a fat freak. You are not pathetic. You are the greatest person I know."

"Really?" he asked with a sweet smile.

"Really."