"Yes, Seth and I broke up last night." I nodded, looking into the camera.

"I just...I thought that I loved him, but I didn't, and we'd only been together for five months and he was already talking about getting married, so it was just moving too fast, so...I ended it." I nodded.

"And, the fact that I'm in love with someone else also kind of stopped me from wanting to marry someone who isn't him." I chuckled.

"Who is the other guy?" I asked. I smiled slightly and looked into the camera.

"A certain tall, lanky as hell salesman with gelled brown hair and gorgeous brown eyes, who is way too good for me and is super sweet and...is my best friend." I admitted, trying to hide my smile as I looked down.

Jim's P.O.V

Jim looked at the floor, trying to conceal his smile before looking back at the camera.

"Seth and Y/N broke up last night. Well, more accurately, Y/N broke up with him." He nodded, cupping his chin in his hand as he stared down the camera's lens.

"Of course I feel bad for her. She was with that jackass for half a year almost. But honestly, if I ever see that asshole again, I might just kill him. I love her and he hurt her..." his voice trailed off and his eyes widened as he realised what he'd just said. He gulped and looked at the camera.

"I just said that I love her...and she's not Pam...oh my god." He groaned, leaning forward and holding his face in his hands. He couldn't help but smile, though, as he looked back at the camera.

"I love her. I love her." He smiled, tears pricking his eyes.

Y/N's P.O.V

"I know that it's sold, but it's still within the period for withdrawal, and not all of the papers are signed yet." I sighed, holding my head in my hand as I spoke on the phone.

"No, I haven't signed the papers, so it's not official yet, that's what I'm saying." I nodded.

"Do I need to get my lawyer involved, or can we just handle this in a civil way?" I asked. I sighed in relief.

"Thank you. I'll call you later." I nodded before hanging up and holding my head in my hands.

"That doesn't look good." I looked up and gave Jim a small smile as he looked at me worriedly.

"It is, actually. That was my realtor, I was asking her if I could pull out of the sale, since Seth and I broke up." I nodded. Jim gulped.

"And?" he asked slowly.

"I pulled out." I smiled, making him breathe a sigh of relief as he returned it.

"Oh, thank god. You're free." He chuckled, making me laugh and nod.

"Can I have everyone's attention, please?" Michael asked as he wandered out of his office. I looked at Jim, causing him to shrug and smile at me as he turned his chair around to look at Michael.

"So, as you all know, it's the Dundies tonight. I want you all on your best behaviour, and in your best clothes. Psych!" he laughed, making Jim look at me.

"But in all seriousness, there's no company tab this year, so only drink what you're willing to spend."  Michael nodded, making everyone groan.

"The only person here who makes enough money to go out and buy several drinks for their family without a company tab is you." Stanley spoke, pointing his pencil at Michael.

"Well, corporate hasn't given me the go ahead for the Dundies this year, meaning they're refusing to pay for it. Blame corporate, not me." He laughed.

"If they haven't said we can do it, why don't we just cancel it?" Jim shrugged. Michael's eyes darkened as he stared at Jim. Jim's eyes widened slightly.

"Um...Michael?" he gulped.

"You're fired." Michael spoke after a moment before retreating back into his office and shutting the door.

"Is he serious?" I scoffed as Jim turned back around to face me.

"About the Dundies, yes, about me being fired, I doubt it." He chuckled.

"Good. You're the only thing I like about this place." I admitted. Jim gave me a small smile.

"Thanks, Y/N. I appreciate that." he nodded. I returned it and gave him a small smile before looking back down at my work.

Jim's P.O.V

"Ah, the Dundies." Jim smiled into the camera.

"The Dundies is a ceremony that Michael made up as an excuse for giving stupid prizes out to people who don't want said prizes." He nodded.

"For every year that Pam and Roy were engaged, Pam got a "longest engagement" Dundie, then the year we started dating, I got a "best stealer of girlfriends" award and Pam got an "office mattress" one because Angela called her that once and Michael thought it was hilarious, and there are rumours going round that Y/N is going to get a "best stealer of boyfriends" award because of the rumours, that are actually fact, that we like each other, which is terrifying me." He gulped, running a hand over his chin.

"Tonight, is going to be a train wreck." He sighed and nodded.

I walked into Chilli's and looked around. I smiled as I saw Jim and Pam sat at a table.

"Hey, Y/N." Jim smiled as he stood up.

"Hey guys." I smiled, it widening as Jim hugged me and kissed my cheek.

"How are you, Y/N?" Pam smiled as I sat down.

"I'm good. Needing to get drunk though." I nodded, making her and Jim laugh as a waiter passed our table.

"Excuse me, can I get a drink please?" I asked.

"I'm gonna need to see some ID." He nodded. My eyes widened as Jim tried to stifle his laughter.

"I'm 25." I scoffed.

"Sorry, it's policy." He shrugged. I sighed as I got my drivers' license out of my purse before showing him.

"Okay, thank you. I'll get you that drink." He smiled before walking away.

"What the hell just happened?" I scoffed.

"You just got asked for ID." Jim nodded, trying to hide his smirk.

"I haven't been asked for ID since I was 22." I chuckled.

"Maybe he just thought you looked too hot and young to be over 24." Jim smirked before realising what he'd said and looking down.

"That'll be it. You're just too attractive, Y/N." Pam smiled, making me laugh but it faded as I saw her looking at Jim as her smile dipped.

""The smelliest bowels" award goes to Kevin! He's the reason we have the candle in there!" Michael laughed. I looked at Jim, who was shaking his head as he slowly clapped his hands. Kevin slowly walked down and took the Dundie from Michael before walking back to his seat, trying to avoid eye contact with everyone.

"Okay, these next awards go hand in hand and they're for our favourite salespeople, Jim and Y/N." Michael spoke. I looked at Jim but my smile dipped as he looked incredibly worried.

"What's wrong, Jim?" I asked. He looked at me.

"I think I know what these are..." he gulped. My eyes widened slightly.

"First one goes to Jimbo, and it's the "biggest cheat" award." Michael smiled. My eyes widened as people mumbled.

"What?" Pam asked.

"Here you go." Michael smiled as he put it on the table but Jim didn't take it.

"And that leads us onto the next one, going to our favourite salesperson. Well, certainly Jim's favourite salesperson." Michael laughed. I gulped and looked around.

"Michael, please don't do this." Jim gulped, his eyes filled with worry.

"Let's hear it for Y/N, the winner of the "best stealer of boyfriends" Dundie!" Michael laughed. My smile disappeared as Pam looked at me and Jim put his head in his hands.

"What? Why is she getting that award?" Pam asked.

"Oh, you know, because Jim and her have feelings for each other." Michael shrugged. My eyes widened.

"Michael." Phyllis hissed.

"What? I thought everyone knew?" he asked.

"If everyone knew, why would Jim and Pam still be together?" Oscar asked.

"Woah, what? What the hell is going on here?" Pam scoffed, looking at Jim and I. Tears pricked my eyes as I looked down.

"Can someone explain already?" Pam spat. Everyone looked at us.

"Um...apparently, Jim and Y/N have had feelings for each other for a while now...that's about it." Phyllis spoke, her voice quiet. Pam looked at us.

"Is this true? Either of you, please." She choked. I shook my head and stood up, tears leaving my eyes as I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the restaurant.

Jim's P.O.V

Jim held his head in his hands as Y/N rushed out in tears. He sighed and looked up, a tear falling from his own eye.

"Thanks, Michael." He mumbled, giving Michael a sarcastic smile as he grabbed his coat and walked out. Tears fell from his eyes as he rushed out, not caring that his lack of coat meant that the wind was biting at his skin.

"Hey." He turned around and gulped harshly as Pam stood there, arms crossed over her chest.

"We need to talk." She mumbled before quickly walking to her car, not allowing Jim to answer.

"Yes, we do." He whispered to himself, his eyes wavering as he slowly followed her to the car.