The Maid

Chapter Five

                I woke up in Louis’ arms for the second time. What is wrong with me? I knew he didn’t like me. I guess I could let it slide, just this one more time.

                I let Louis sleep as I went downstairs and into the kitchen. I began to make breakfast.

                As I finished cooking breakfast, Louis walked downstairs. As soon as I felt his presence in the room, I knew he was back to normal. Maybe Louis is bipolar. I don’t know.

                “Serious question,” Louis said pointing at me. “Are you a whore?”

                I stopped. “Excuse me?”

                “I mean, it’s your what, like your first week here and you’ve already slept with me twice. Are you just working for me for the fame and money, because you should know that you won’t get any fame from being my disgusting house maid?”

                “Okay, for one, I am not a whore. I’ve never even kissed a guy, let alone had sex with one. Two, one of those two times that I slept with you, you forced me to stay. I will however say that the second time was my fault and I am very sorry,” I replied. “Anyway, breakfast is done, eat up.” I set Louis’ plate in front of him.

                I sat down across from Louis on the other side of the table and began to eat my breakfast quietly. I finished quickly and put my plate in the sink. I walked back into the area Louis was sitting and asked him if he was done with his plate.

                “Yes,” he said. “Here you go.” He handed me his plate and I brought it to the sink.

                “I’m working from home today,” Louis said. “The guys are coming over and we are going to record in the house studio. You just do whatever you usually do.”

                I nodded and began washing the dishes. I heard the door open and feet come stomping into the house. I continued to wash the dishes until I was done. When I finished the dishes, I cleaned the kitchen. I then moved on to the rest of the house. I mopped the floor where the guys had come in, cleaning up any dirt they had tracked in. I tidied the living room and then looked at the clock on the wall. “12:02,” it read. “Maybe the guys would like some lunch,” I thought.

                I walked towards the house studio. When I reached the door, I lightly tapped on the door before opening it.

                “It’s lunch time,” I said. “Would you guys like anything to eat?”

                “Actually, I would love some McDonalds right now,” Niall said.

                “Okay,” I replied. “Anybody else want anything.”

                All of the boys wanted McDonalds, so I took their orders and grabbed my car keys.

                “I’ll come and help you,” Harry said.

                Louis scoffed,” Make sure she doesn’t infect you with her diseases.”

                I paused briefly. I thought of my mom’s battle with cancer during those last few years of her life and sighed.

                “Let’s go Harry,” I said zoning back into the real word.

                Harry and I walked out to my car. I unlocked it and we got inside. I turned on the my music and let the melodic tunes of The 1975’s CD flow through my ears.

                “You like The 1975?” Harry asked.

                “I love them!” I exclaimed. “I didn’t know you liked their music?”

                “I didn’t know you liked such good music,” Harry replied.

                “Well thank you, I appreciate your music taste as well.”

                “Louis honestly makes you seem worse then you are,” Harry told me.

                “Thank you,” I thanked Harry. “You’re kind words mean much to me.”

                “You’re welcome,” Harry said. “We should hang out sometime.”

                “You really mean that?” I asked.

                “Well, Yeah. Why would I say it if I didn’t mean it?” Harry asked back.

                “I don’t know. It just seems unlikely that anyone would want to hang out with the dirty maid.”

                “I don’t think you’re a dirty maid if that helps.”

                “You are very kind Harry.”

                “As are you Fall,” Harry finished our conversation as I pulled into the drive through.

                I ordered all of the boy’s orders and pulled up to the paying window. I grabbed my wallet from the center console. I pulled out the credit card Louis had given me to use whenever he sent me out to get something for him. I used it to pay for the order. I then pulled up to the second window where Harry and I received the four bags of food and two drink carriers. We set everything in the backseat and then started the drive home.

NOTE: I know it's been a month since I've updated and it's a really bad update and I will try and update more, but it his highly unlikely. I have seemed to hit major writers block recently with all of my school work and my writing will become more frequent when my summer vacation starts.