Something Bad Is About To Happen || h.s

TWO

On My Own - Niall Horan
" Everybody, got somebody
I just wanna be alone"
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Mirabelle Faia

"S-shit." I mutter slightly, struggling to open my front door. I will admit, I'm just a tad bit tipsy.

What can you say, I'm tired, and I needed to blow off some steam.

I came from an annoying day at work. Owning a popular pub in New York City can tire you out. But, hey, free alcohol.

The manager was being a bitch and asking for less hours, which I can't give. Enchanted has been so busy lately, and with the holidays coming up soon people have been asking for time off. I can't really give them that.

Also, drunks and pub fights are never missed when you are the one owning the place. Cleaning up is the absolute worst.

So, if I want to be drunk after closing, let a woman get drunk.

I finally end up opening the door to my small, homey apartment in the middle of the city.

My dream home. A studio apartment in New York City is honestly the best I could ask for. Plus, I love decorating. Well, it's actually kind of weird. I mean, who would expect THE  Tooth Fairy. The feared and brutal serial killer, to spend their precious freetime watching HGTV? It's almost an oxymoron.

Anyways.

I stumble in, flicking on the lights. Fuck, I'm drunk.

I take off my black Converse and toss my black puffer jacket on the couch.

I walk over to my fridge and grab a bottle of water. When I finally sit down to rest my feet and start drinking my precious water, my phone is vibrating in my back pocket of my blue, torn jeans.

"Ugh, who the fuck is calling me?" My face scrunches up as I see Louis' name pop up on the screen. My face softens.

"Hello?" I say.

"Mira! Love, I have exciting news for you." His accent runs through the phone.

"That is?" I reply, already dreading what he's going to say. I have a feeling this is going to be about some guy.

"Well, I have a date for you." He says, I can already picture him wiggling his eyebrows.

"No." I reply.

I love Louis, I really do. We were actually fuck buddies for a while, but he's been on my ass ever since he got a girlfriend and had been telling me to start dating.

I don't date.

I have way to many problems to let someone into my shit-show of a life. Plus, if someone comes in your life, they can easily walk out.

I'm not stable enough for another abandonment.

"Oh come on! He's a real nice guy. He's actually a friend of mine. You'd love him." Louis says, trying to convince me.

I stay silent for a moment. Actually contemplating.

I mean, what could one date do? It's not like we'll fall in love.

No one can fall in love with me. I'm not worthy enough.

But...

One date won't hurt.

"Mmm, okay." I say, a smile creeping up my face.

"Yes! I knew you'd say yes. You can't say no to me." Louis says, actually screams.

"Okay, but on one condition." I say.

"Uhm, that is?" He says. His voice quiets.

"You can't be nagging me about my 'need for love and compassion' anymore, I'll do this and you shut up." I reply.

"Ugh, fine. Be a bitch." Louis says in a jokingly matter.

"Mm, love you too." I say smiling against the rim of my half-drunk water bottle.

"Bye Mira, love you more." Louis says, hanging up the phone.

I put my phone down on my counter, closing my fridge. Finishing my water, I take myself to my room.

The room is slightly spinning, but I still manage to make it to my dresser.

I change into a big sweater, and my underwear. Tossing my dirty clothes into the hamper.

My feet carry me to my large, comfortable bed and I tuck myself into the white puffy duvet.

As soon as I hit my head on the pillow I start thinking about the date.

Shit.

I have to text Louis about the time and place.

Who even is this man? He's probably a creep Louis met, I don't even know. I don't even date. What's wrong with me?

I mean, I am feeling kinda lonely. I'm twenty-three years old and I haven't had a single boyfriend. Or, girlfriend.

I'm too fucked up to have a partner.

Fuck, I need to stop.

After about an hour of thinking of every possibility, I finally start to drift off to sleep.

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hey babes! so we met Mirabelle. we hope you love her. Zendaya is so fucking hot so u better lmaooo this story gives me very bi-panic. sorry if we are alr too annoying lmao. we love you💛

P.S!! her name is pronounced (Mira-belle) and her last name is pronounced (Fay-ya)
just for any clarification lmao okay bye