You and I: A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction

Chapter Six

        "Okay, okay, god. Just seriously, calm down!" I grumbled, pulling into the parking lot. Before I'm even fully parked, she opened the door and jumped out, her messenger bag streaming behind her as she rushed towards the entrance.

        I rolled my eyes and parked, making sure to lock the doors before I head inside. Safety first. 

        "Hey, Sarah." Emma looks up from the cash register where she is stationed, her hazel eyes critical. "Is something wrong?"

        I shut my eyes. Do I really look that nervous? One ride with Kaitlyn and I'm a mess. Never again.

        "No, no. Not at all! Everything's fine. I just had to give Kaitlyn a ride today. Have you seen where she went?" I implored, hoping to catch up to her before she ran her mouth to any average joe in the store.

        She smiled. "She was headed towards the employee break room. She seemed...more hyper than usual."

        I gave her a tight lipped smile. "Yeah, she really is. Thanks." I headed towards the back of the store, where the break room was located. I typed in my code in the door lock. 93726. I pressed the handle down, and swung the door open.  Kaitlyn's messenger bag was rested on its side, deposited one of the many black plastic chairs positioned around the large table.

        "Kaitlyn?" I called out, walking around the corner to where the vending machines were. There she was, talking excitedly to Alison, a pretty blonde haired, blue eyed co-worker of mine. Kaitlyn's icy blue eyes were wide and luminous, but she stopped talking abruptly when she saw me.

        "Oh, don't stop on my account." I snapped, greatly annoyed.

        "Is it true? Did you really meet Louis Tomlinson?" Alison asked, tilting her head.

        "Yeah, and so did a hundred other girls. It's kind of what you do at concerts." I replied, a tone in my voice that said: 'duh'.

        "But I mean, did you really get his number?" She repeated. I nodded slowly, wondering if I had just committed another fatal mistake.

        "EHMAGAWD! THAT'S-THAT'S AMAZING!" Alison shrieked, flapping her hands excitedly. Kaitlyn nodded enthusiastically.

        "Ladies? You need to get ready quickly, please. The customers can't wait forever." Andrew, our middle-aged manager called out.

      Oh yes. Business was always booming at Barnes and Noble. It got downright crazy at times. I thought sarcastically, biting back a crude remark.

  "Of course, Andrew. We'll be out in a second." Kaitlyn replied, composing herself for a moment. But it was not to last. They focused their attention back on me as soon as the door closed. They greatly resembled little puppies or those cute, wall eyed kittens you see online and in memes. 

         "What?" I raised my eyebrows quizzically, clipping the standard, 'Hello My Name Is:" tag onto my shirt. Kaitlyn and Alison did the same.

        "Well, I mean,  you're basically a celebrity now. You're practically his girlfriend." Kaitlyn looked pointedly at me.

        "Oh please. I haven't even texted him to see if it's even a real number yet." I brushed the comment  off. I didn't like the word you're and girlfriend in the same sentence. It was just an awkward situation in general.

        "Then text him!" Alison retorted as we headed out of the room. I shook my head good naturedly.

        "Not now. We have to work, and Andrew might take my phone away if he catches me texting 'Louis Tomlinson'. "