"Now tell me. What's you secret?" Wes asked and I widened my eyes, not at all expecting him to say that.

"What do you mean?" I asked irritated.

"Some things just don't add up."

"Like what?"

"For starters, on your first day the interaction with Mr. Clarens in the elevator was really strange. You literally forgot your name. Then the other day, you knew about stuff that I hadn't talk to you about but I didn't question it whatsoever." He listed but I could tell he was far from finished.

"Today, you seemed to know just what the representative wanted to hear and your e-mail didn't even look close to the ones I had written so you obviously knew what to do. And lastly, Mr. Clarens suddenly had a change of heart and invited me to the MET. Not to forget, he invited you, too and he never invites interns, ever."

Shit. How could I possibly talk myself out of this?

"So my question now is...are you like...having an affair him?" He asked, scrunching his face up in disgust and I basically mirrored his reaction.

"No! Eww!" I quickly said wanting to forget he even asked that in the first place.

"So what is it then?"

I was fucked.

"My name is actually Anastasia Clarens. I'm Arthur Clarens daughter." I admitted and I wish I could have filmed Wes' reaction.

His eyes were wide open as he sat down on his office chair in shock. I didn't say anything so he could process the information that I had just told him.

"Oh god. Do you like report back to him? Did you tell him that I was the one who broke the coffee machine the other day? Fuck, did you tell him that I sometimes go to Dave in the technical department to secretly change the elevator music because I can't hear the same boring song every single day for more than a couple weeks."

I burst out laughing at his concerns.

"You do that?" I asked and laughed even louder than before since he had actually never told me before that he changes the music on the elevators.

When I finally calmed down I sat down on my office chair and turned to face him.

"No, I don't report anything to him. He just wants me to experience working for this company like any other employee since I'm set to take over the company in the near future." I explained and Wes sighed in relief.

And so I told him everything from start to finish. Also the fact that I asked my dad to let Wes tag along to the MET gala and he thanked me a couple of times because he was more than excited to go.

"You can't tell anyone about this. Not a single soul." I said and Wes nodded, understanding now why my parents have me do this.

"I won't say anything. Promise." He assured me and we linked pinkies because no one in their right mind would ever break a pinky promise.

Right before it was time to go home Wes got an e-mail from my dad with all the necessary information regarding the trip to the MET gala which was in about two weeks.

He printed the e-mail twice and gave me one copy even though he probably figured that my dad would send me the information as well.

We gathered our stuff and made our way to the elevator. As we got in I immediately noticed what song was playing.

"So, you picked 'The Chain' by Fleetwood Mac to play in the elevators?" I asked, still amused by the fact that he would literally sneak to the technical department and change the elevator songs.

"Actually, Harry picked this one. He found out about me changing the songs a while ago and than he made a deal with me. He wouldn't snitch on me if he gets to request a song every once in a while." Wes admitted with a chuckle.

I nodded in acknowledgment and soon enough we exited the building.

"You want a ride?" He asked just like he did every day.

"Sure but can we get a coffee first?" I asked and Wes agreed before we walked to the coffee shop right next to the building.

We both got a caramel latte and decided to take a seat instead of taking it to go.

"So have you been to the MET gala before?" Wes asked and raised his cup before taking a sip.

"No, my dad never let me. I was barely at the company as it is. I think he had been planning this intern thing for a while so he must've waited before actually letting me go." I explained.

We weren't in New York to actually go to the MET gala. We were just there to get the exclusives for the magazine. Like interviews and anything else that was considered 'behind the scenes' until the very moment the celebrity walks into the MET.

After that we were basically done and had to quickly get everything into editing and stuff so the stories would be out no more than a day later.

We finished our coffees and just when we were about to leave the coffee shop we run into Harry who was about to enter.

"Hey man, working late again?" Wes asked while I just stood awkwardly behind him.

"Yea, just half an hour though. Can I ask for a favor?" Harry asked and Wes nodded saying, "sure."

"My car didn't start this morning. Could you give me a ride because the guy who was supposed to fix my car tomorrow just called and told me he'll come right now."

"Sure thing. I'd have to drop Ana off too though hope that's fine." Wes answered and in that moment Harry's eyes locked with mine as Wes shifted his weight from his one leg to the other.

"Oh no, it's fine. I'll walk." I chimed in because Harry and I didn't really get along that well. I didn't know why, though but I guess that sometimes it just is what it is and not everyone can get along.

"Nonsense. My car is parked right outside. We'll wait for you there." Wes told Harry and pulled me outside with him while Harry went to get a coffee.

"There's something about this guy that I don't like." I admitted and looked inside the coffee shop to see Harry paying for his coffee.

"You two are just weird." Wes replied to that, making me role my eyes.

A couple minutes later we were in the car and drove off to where Harry lived before Wes was dropping me off at my apartment.

However, as I become more and more familiar with the area I was more than surprised when we came to a halt in front of the apartment building were I was living.

"How'd you know where I live?" I asked and turned my head to the side to look at Wes.

"You live here? Harry lives here."

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I probably won't be able to update until Wednesday but I'll try

how was your week ?