Same Mistakes

Chapter 1

A/N this story may have swearing and strong language within it because I feel it gives a stronger POV and helps understand their feelings (idk, I'm crap at this stuff)
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Also no one is famous in this book

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*Louis' pov*

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, I'm gonna be late for work!" I curse as I jump out the bed and run to my drawers that are filled with my clothes.

My head is banging. There is no questioning the fact I'm hungover! I can't even think straight, I just wanna go back to my.  Warm.     Comfy.      And occupied bed?

What!
This can't be happening! I said I'd never do this again.
Maybe we didn't, maybe we just fell asleep.
Who am I kidding! She's naked, I was naked there is no other explanation.

I put my hands through my hair and let out a huff before grabbing a post it note and pen from my kitchen worktop and writing a note.

'I'm sorry about last night, I didn't want to wake you. NONE of this was meant to happen and I'm so sorry! I had to rush out to go to work this morning but there is plenty of food in the fridge, and extra keys under the living room rug. bye :) - L'

I run over to the kitchen cabinet and reach out for some sort of tablet to help my killer of a headache. I leave them out on the table, again, noticeable, just incase she needs one.

This was bad! The last time I ever slept with a girl other than a girlfriend... In other words, last time I had a one night stand was about 10 months ago. I obviously don't remember the date or what the hell she looked like because it was so long ago!! All I remember was promising to put that crap behind me and to try and start OVER AGAIN. (A/N :p I'm sorry)

But I really have to give a round of applause to the twat who can't keep a promise!

Once I finish writing the note I stick it where it's noticeable to see, before heading to my front door and sliding into my adidas trainers and grabbing my coat from the hanger in the corner.

I fiddle around in my pockets to find my keys to unlock the door but couldn't find them and if I don't find them then I need to use the extra keys which means I need I leave the door unlocked or lock her in, either way is a bad idea.
But what a surprise eh?!

Of course I lose the keys on the night I was drunk and the day I'm late for my god-damn work!

I let out a gritted sigh before running to the bedroom to have a quick search.

Once I find them I run straight out the house, locking the door behind me and bolting to my car.

***
I run into work, take my coat off, sit down at my desk and pretend I arrived in time instead of late,

'Tomlinson! I thought you weren't going to show up' my boss, Taylor mayfield mostly known as sir or just mayfield said, walking over to my desk.

'Huh?' I say, swinging around on my chair to face the man behind me.
'You're late' he says cutting straight to the chase.

Damn it

'I have no idea what you're talking about sir, I've been here the whole time' I lie.
'Oh really?' He says, raising his eyebrows.
'I was at the toilets?" I say, sounding unsure before backing it up with a slight nod and a serious face.
'The toilets huh? You were there for a rather long time, don't you think?' He laughs.
I give a small chuckle whilst thinking of an excuse.

'Ye... I had an.... a.... Sore stomach' I lie again.
'How many drinks?' He asks, referring to last night.

I sigh giving up. The guys too smart. It's like he reads people's thoughts or minds.

I REALLY hope he can't because I'm dead if that's the case.

'Too many' I reply, shaking off the thoughts of last night.
'Don't let it happen again, now get to work' he laughs, setting off to the desk infront of mine.

Thing is my boss isn't strict, he's a good laugh and he's barely older than most of the lads here. He doesn't mind going a few drinks with us, so he understands.

I give out a quiet chuckle before hearing my phone buzz.

Stacey

'Hey, wazz up' i ask casually.

She's my best friend.... Sometimes I wonder how we actually became friends because we're completely different except from the fact that when we're together, we're both absolute idiots.

'Hi, are you working?' She asks, sounding rushed.

I sit up straight, with a serious face even though she can't see it considering she's not in the room.

'Yes. Why? Is something wrong' I ask concerned.

'It depends... Well you see I bought my little brother, max, a birthday present and it's really big and I can't keep it in the house because he's coming over'

I let out a laugh and roll my eyes.
Did I tell you that she exaggerates everything!

She could be on a train and she'll phone me and talk about her train ride saying that she nearly died because the train almost crashed but in reality it was just a normal train journey...

'I know who your brother is, I don't live under a rock' I laugh

'Lou!!! This is serious! Can't I put it in your apartment?!' She wines.
'I don't know? Can you?' I tease.

Wait. If she goes into the apartment she'll see her!

'Louis? Are you there?' she asks.
'I just remembered that I locked the door this morning, sorry' i say... Technically it's not a lie because I did, it's just not the whole truth.

'Thats ok! I'll just use the extra key you gave me' she replies.

Of course I give her the extra key. Fs!

'How about I pick the thing up and you stay in the house?' I suggest.
'You'll need an extra pair of hands, so I'll just come' she says

*insert sigh*

'Fine! Be ready in 15!!' I say, hanging up before she says anything else.

I log off the computer and take my jacket from the back of the chair.
I walk over to my boss to explain that I have to be somewhere.

'Sir, my friend just called, she said it was an emergency'
'Just this once tomlinson' he dismisses.

I run over to my car, pressing the unlock button and stepping inside.

Once I arrive, I see her standing at the curb waiting for me patiently.

'Are you coming or not?' I ask, putting the window down and leaning over to open her door from inside the car.

'Nah, I waited 15 minutes to walk' she snaps, walking over to the back of the car and opening the boot (trunk) of the car, then walking to the front.

'Sassy' I grin.
'Just drive' she pokes my ribs.
'Ok, ok' i laughs.

***

'Come on then' she says, getting out the  car to get the present.
'Let me get it' I say, grabbing it off her hands.
'I'll go open the door' she says, though I take no notice.

I drag the thing all the way to the lift and step inside pressing the button for the 4th floor.

I walk up to my apartment to see the door open just as stace said it would be.
I take one step inside before I hear her shout.
'LOUIS!!!!'

Fuck