Hopeless

Thirteen: Work Work Work

Saturday

Wow it felt like my head was being hammered into with a drill or something, I haven't been this hungover in a long time
"She rises from the dead" I hear harry laugh but I don't know where from because I daren't open my eyes
"What time is it?" I groaned pulling the duvet back around me
"About one ish?"

I finally re open my eyes and see him sat at the desk, sat with one leg bent concentrating on something
"What are you doing?"
"Painting" was all he responded and it was quiet again "dont fall back asleep, you've got work later" he glanced back at me as I frowned
"Marcus called, oh and so did rosemary, I told her you were asleep here"
"Thank you, ugh I can not be arsed"
"Painkillers and a red bull right next to you" I do that thing where you only lift you head up to see before grabbing them both

I finally persuade myself to get out of bed walking over to where harry was looking over his shoulder, it was the water piece
"I asked for an extension because it wasnt right" he says quietly, he uses lots of little brush Mark's almost dabbing paint on, it was beautiful not realistic but so much detail Its unreal
"Its.... wow" I mumbled "is there more pizza downstairs from last night?"
"Yeah there should be, Liam and niall were cleaning earlier, I don't know if they still are"

I retied my hair back and went downstairs sort of remembering the lay out of the house
"Oh hey" it was niall being very chipper, flinching at the loud volume "oh sorry" he corrects with a snicker
"I take it Louis not surfaced yet" why was it so bright
"No, I heard him throwing up about 8am tho" he shrugged like it was a usual event

"Got any plans for today?" He followed me into the kitchen where I transferred a couple slices of miscellaneous pizza into one box
"I'm going to eat this, wait for this headache to go away and then I've got work in about...." I glance at a clock in the kitchen "3 hours" I wanted to cry at the thought
"Being in a pub hungover... lovely,"
"Its a live music event, plus Marcus makes this concoction that's really good for hangovers, I dont know what it is"
"Good luck"

The front door grabs our attention
"Shes still here?" Was the first thing he said, zayn had just walked through the front door
"Dont worry, not for much longer" he dumps his jacket on the sofa walks past us grabs something from the fridge and walks straight upstairs without another word "what's his deal"
"God only knows"

. . .

Harry gave me a ride home and made sure I got in okay
"I'm home" the strong scent if incense burning the back of my eyes "jeez.."
"Sorry I was cleansing the house, new protection salt everywhere clearing recent energys" she wafts her smelly stuff around me as I walk in
"I'm going for a nap... then I am going to work... and try not to throw myself off a cliff" i sigh walking towards the stairs wishing teleportation was real

I didn't sleep for too long before showering and getting ready, I didnt feel too bad actually still hungover but not bad, pulled myself together made myself look presentable
"Have you seen my keys anywhere?" I rush around lifting up things and looking everywhere
"No babes" fuck it I'll just take my spares
"Right I'm off to work" I sighed walking back into the living room where rosemary was
"Okay, have fun"

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"Evening" Marcus smiled as I put my stuff in the back "or should I say good morning"
"Remind me to never drink again, is the kitchen open tonight?" Praying for a yes
"Indeed, Maria's in there now" he smiled and I spun on my heels, she was an older women but I loved her so much

"Maria" i grabbed her attention, from the door way
"Ivy, how are you?" Her thick German accent making me smile
"Hungover, do you have time to make me something quickly?"
"Of course, usual?"
"Yes please" she does the best dirty fries I have every had and she gives me extra bacon because I'm her favourite

I make myself a coffee and grab a water bottle, walking to my booth to set everything up
"Mush" Marcus grabbed my attention handing me the bowl of fries
"Fuck yez" i do a little happy jig as i take the warm bowl from his hand
"so" he continued and I gave him a suspicious look "harry sounds... pleasant" he gave me a smile
"He is and hes my friend..."
"Yeah yeah, heard that one before"
"Not from me you haven't"

. . .

Okay finally checks everything is in place, I walk into the back where all the bands are to make sure everyones getting on shocker why would they be, they were arguing. Like children
"Woah! What an earth!" I sound like a mother walking into her sons fighting or teacher i dont know whats worse
"That scumbag touched my guitar!" Says one of them
"I moved it so I could sit down, dickhead" he argues back
"Wow, get a grip both of you, hazed your on in 10, space monkeys get your shit together" was all I said before walking out

I go out for a smoke before they started God know I need it after today
"You look nice tonight" it was one of the bands singers, I didnt know him too well but i felt uneasy
"Thank you Daniel, I feel like shit really" I chuckled taking another drag from my cigarette
"How come?" He patted his pockets looking for a lighter I assume, so I hold mine out for him
"Went out last night, went abit too hard"
"Ah, life of a part girl ay"

I chuckled as I exhaled shaking my head on the exhale
"I may look it but people dont like me enough for me to be a true party girl,"
"Dont have to be liked to drink their alcohol" he took a couple steps towards I felt a wave of uncomfortableness wash over me
"True well, i have to go to get the last couple of things set up" I take the last drag and throw my stub to the floor
"How bad can you really be" he touches my face and I pull away but he grabs my chin harshly, feeling his nails digging in slightly

I breath quickly through my nose with gritted teeth, I couldn't get out of his grip, i was cornered... "cant be that... bad" I dont know what came over to me, I just grabbed his throat, digging my nails in and shoved him against the wall, he winsed as his head hit the brick wall pretty hard
"Dont fucking touch me. Scumbag" his face was getting redder and redder as I was cutting off the blood flow and want to crush his windpipe there and then

He breathed shallowly feeling his pulse under my hand, he raised his cigarette to his lips barely taking a drag before I feel the burn under my collar bone quickly letting go of him my hand going straight there moving the cigarette away. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying and just go back inside going straight to the back to get a cold compress, not making a fuss before going to the booth putting on the headphones
"Let's get this shit started" I sigh just wanting to be at home

There was a break between bands and I go back to the bar, the burning on my shoulder intensifies with every movement
"Need help?" I asked Marcus because he seemed to have alot of people crowded around
"Yes please" I take orders and mix drinks for a couple mins while it died down

when the crowd got more manageable so I head into the back grabbing the first aid kit, I pulled out antiseptic spray counting myself down trying to get myself to spraying it, hissing when I feel the sting, quickly putting a dressing over it to forget about it, to get on with the night

"Sending lover boy over" i heard Marcus say in the radio and I frown looking over at the bar and seeing harry walking towards me pushing through the people
"Fuck you" I radio back, just as harry reaches me "hey harry" i greeted as he pulled himself up the high step, handing him some headphones
"Hey, you left these at mine" he placed my keys next to the mixing deck
"I was looking for them, where were they?"
"Next to my desk, must have fell out your bag"

We talked for a bit and the bands changed, I glanced up and saw Daniel staring me down making me visibly uncomfortable
"You okay" harry tapped the side of my arm and I flinched slightly "woah" he mumbled "what's wrong" he frowned
"Nothing, your hands were just cold" i dismissed but he saw straight through me
"Dont lie"
"I said nothing harry" I snapped slightly
"Right... I should get going," he slipped the headphones off, turned and walked away before I could stop him
"Fuck sakes" i hissed before the song started
"Trouble in paradise?"
"Marcus.. go fuck yourself"