Guess Who's Got Mail? (One Direction)

Chapter 22

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Chapter 22

I woke up, feeling groggy and depressed. Then I remembered why. It was because of him.

I went to the bathroom and slipped off my clothes. I turned the taps to get the right temperature of water and when it was just right, I hopped in the shower. The water pelted down on my head and down my body, washing away all the dirt and filth. I spent a big amount of time in the shower.

I got out the bathroom feeling like a new person until I saw the photo strip of Liam and me on the cork board above my study desk. I walked to my closet and put on my outfit for the day. I got myself ready for work and gathered my things. Before I left the room, I took down the photo strip and shoved it into an empty drawer. I didn’t need that in my room.

“Hi, Bree!” My co-workers greeted me as I arrived at the bakery.

“Hey guys.” I smiled at them and went to the backroom to put my things in my locker. I put my coat on the coat rack and walked to the front of the shop again. “What have you guys done so far?”

“We already put the recipe books in their proper places.” Charlie said.

“We also fixed the cash register.” Danny said as he counted the change in it.

“We put everything in the proper places, swept the place clean and arranged the pocket books in order.” Carter said as she came out of the kitchen with a shiny, silver tray in hand.

“Wow.” I said, impressed. “You guys actually did everything I told you to do.”

“Surprisingly, yeah.” Carter chuckled in amusement.

“What are we going to do now? It’s Thursday after all. The shop’s closed for the afternoon.” Danny said as he put the money back in the cash register and closed it.

“Since Bree looks really tired and sad, why don’t we go out and do something fun?”  Charlie suggested with an evil smirk on his face.

“What are you thinking, Charlie?” I asked, suspiciously. I found myself smiling as his smirk got bigger.

“You’ll see.”

*****

“You’re crazy, Charlie.” Carter said, looking at the boom box standing by her side. “I am not doing this.”

“Oh, c’mon Carter live a little. This will be fun!” Danny said while he put a CD in the boom box. “It’s in my bucket list.”

“You’ve always wanted to sing “I Want It That Way” by the Backstreet Boys in the middle of Central Station?” Carter said with an incredulous smile. That’s where we were. We were in the middle of the Central Station, getting ready to sing over the busy noise of it.

“On the count of three, you start singing, ok?” Charlie said. “Then we’ll join in later.”

“Ok.” Carter said, her voice filled with uncertainty.

“1, 2, 3.” Charlie said and the intro for the song started.

“Yeah,” Carter sang. “You are my fire, the one desire. Believe when I say, ‘I want it that way’.” I had to hold in my laughter. This’ll be hilarious.

Danny walked over to the spot beside Carter and sang, “But we are two worlds apart. Can't reach to your heart when you say that I want it that way.”