Life As A Slave (1D FanFiction)

First day of maid duty

-----------Erin's POV------

The first thing I notice when I wake up is a buzzing around my wrist. I groggily pull my hand out from underneath my pillow and check my tracker bracelet that was securely wrapped around my wrist. The little screen in the middle showed some random numbers that I was supposed to make sense of. My best guess is that it's the first room I have to clean today.

I untangled myself from my blankets and got out of bed. I started my morning routine by taking a long shower, longer than usual. This time the showers didn't run cold, which doesn't happen very often so I showered for as long as I could, soaking it all in. After getting out if the shower I put on some foundation and mascara. I always liked make up, but I didn't wear it by choice. It was part of the uniform and I didn't want to get in trouble if I got caught without it. After finishing my makeup I put on my new-old uniform.

It didn't look like something a real maid would wear, but more something you would wear in the bedroom. Just like all the other uniforms it was very revealing and was one size to small like always. I'm not sure why Sir would make us wear this, he never leaves his office. And I only ever get sent to empty rooms when I have to clean them so it's not like anyone sees me. I shrugged it off and checked the numbers on my tracking bracelet again. The numbers 4-21 showed up on my tracking device, which meant I have to clean room 24 on the fourth floor.

After taking a quick detour to the cleaning closet to grab some cleaning supplies I slowly made my way to room 21 on the fourth floor. After checking the room number again I slowly entered the room. The first thing I noticed about the room was the big window that sat at the other end of the room that let in a lot of natural sun light. The king size bed that sat to the left of the window had its royal blue sheet's scrunched up into a ball at the end of the bed. The bathroom door was open and I could see the Jacuzzi from here. I stepped in the room for further analysis. There was a flat screen TV that rested on the wall and a walk in closet on the opposite side of the room. The Blue mat in the middle of the room matched the bed sheets and the art work hung up on the wall looked good with the light blue paint colour that the room had been painted with. 'This is nothing like the room I share with Isabel' I thought to myself. I closed the door not wanting anybody to walk in and see me. I turned on the TV to a music channel and danced my way to the bed.

I started by fixing up the sheets then made my way to the walk in closet. I examined this persons clothing choice and started looking at their shirts. The one thing that stood out most for me was a puffy white t-shirt. "I-I captain!" I giggled to myself. After messing around with their clothes a little I got back to cleaning the rest of the room. 

-----Isabel's POV------

I pulled out another load of laundry out and threw it straight onto my table. I started folding the clothes and then put them into a neat pile on one side of my table. I was just about finished when I felt I hand on my hip, and his head on my shoulder.

"Hey." He said cautiously, knowing that I would be mad at him. I didn't bother looking up at him, I haven't forgiven him for running out on me like that the other day so I didn't bother looking up at him or responding.

"I'm sorry for storming out the other day, t was really early in the morning and I was all moody." I didn't respond to him and kept on folding the clothes.

"So I was thinking to make up for it I could take you on a date, like a real date?" His voice seemed nervous but confident. I shrugged my shoulders, not yet convinced that I should.

"I could pick you up tomorrow, that's your day off right?" I nodded my head, still not looking up at him.

"What would we do?" I mumbled curious.

"I don't know I'll guess you'll have to wait." I could hear his smile in his voice and I couldn't help but smile myself.

"So is that a yes?" He asked, but he already knew the answer.

"I'll pick you up at five tomorrow, see you then." He pecked my cheek and I could feel the heat rise to them. He left the room leaving me alone in a room, or well at least it felt like it. I couldn't help but wonder what he could be planning for us, it's not like we could do anything special, we are just slaves after all.

A/N

Heyeyyeyey. So Isabel and louis are starting to blossom. But I want to know how you feel about tis ship, should it sink like the titanic or should drift of in the sunset, tell me what you think. Don't forget to vote and comment and ill ttyl, LOVE YOU

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-Erin