Drunk

1

Nialls P.O.V:

I went to the music store to get a new guitar considering I broke mine because of god knows what. I was probably angry and drunk, like always. I walked in and looked around.

"Can I help you with anything?" One of the workers came up and asked me. I had seen her here whenever I came but this was the first time she talked to me.

"Um, actually yeah."

"What are you looking for?"

"A guitar, acoustic preferably."

"Let's see what we have." She smiled and motioned her hand for me to follow her. I knew exactly where the guitars were and knew exactly what guitar I wanted. But she intrigued me and I felt the need to talk to her.

"You come her a lot." She stated as we walked through the store.

"Yeah I suppose I do. You can never get too many guitars." She let out a small laugh and that made me smile. We got to the guitars and she picked up one of the acoustics on display. It wasn't the one I planned on getting but it looked nice. She started to strum it and I was amazed she could play.

"Not much people would think of buying this one." She strummed a song as she talked. "But it makes a beautiful sound." She smiled and looked up. I was watching her play and noticed a bruise on her arm, and another, and another on her other arm. I brushed it off.

"Are you allowed to play on the job?" I joked and she laughed.

"My store, my rules!" She stood up and handed the guitar to me.

"Oh so you own the store?" I cocked an eyebrow.

"That would be correct and I should probably thank you because you make up half my profit."

"Well you're welcome." I winked then started to play the guitar. "I think I'll buy it!"

"Yay! Let me ring you up!" I followed her to the front desk. When she turned the corner she hit her hip on the desk and screamed in pain. I instantly went to her side.

"Shit, are you okay?" Her hand was holding where it hit and her eyes were closed.

"Yeah, I'm good."

"That's bull. Let me see it." I went to lift up the corner of her shirt but she stopped me with her hand. "I'm not trying to do anything to you I just want to make sure you're okay." It took her a second but she gave in and I lifted up just the corner so I could see the damage. I was expecting a scratch maybe a little blood but instead there was a huge bruise with a small gash in the middle. It looked more like the desk ran into her hip full throttle. I guess I was staring too long because she covered her hip with her shirt.

"See I'm fine. It was just a scratch."

"But..."

"Can I just ring you up already?" I let it drop and handed her the guitar. "That'll be £400 please." I handed her my money and she gave me the recipt.

"I didn't catch your name."

"Oh, I'm Melanie." She gave me a weak smile, I held out my hand for her to shake which she did.

"And I'm Niall." She nodded and I started walking to the door. "I'll see you around!" And I left.

Melanie's P.O.V:

As soon as Niall left I fell to the floor, crying. My hip hit the desk but it already hurt from Nate beating me last night. It hurt so bad and of course you had to let Niall look at it. He stared at you like a freak. You just met the guy and he probably already never wanted to talk to you again.