*Bridget's POV
I walk in the house after a long day shopping and immediately know something's up. Kristi's sitting on the table in the kitchen waving a paper over her head as I unload all my bags.
"Guess what came in the mail today?!"
"I'm sure you're gonna tell me anyway" I say while using all my strength to lift the bags onto the counter.
Today had been a rough day, i wasn't up for one of her guessing games. She slouches down a little at the comment, "Aw you're no fun." but still leans over my shoulder giggling while I take the envelope and begin to open it.
One look at the header and we both start screaming. "No way!! I got the job?! Wh-what?! I thought they'd never want me!"
"I told you! You soo deserve it.. And good thing too, I thought you'd explode from the stress!!" Kristi walks into the living room and flops on the couch with an overly exaggerated sigh.
"You know what, this calls for a celebration!" she decides as she pops back up.
I laugh since I hadn't really done anything carefree since the interview last week, Kristi was right, I really had been super stressed. We order some pizza and movies like when we had sleepovers when we were little and afterwards decide to completely pig out on ice cream. As I try my best to get the last bit of ice-cream out of the carton I still can't believe I got the job. Why would they choose me over everyone else? The letter said they would call in a day or two to let me know when I start, but if I hadn't read that over a million times in the letter, I wouldn't have believed it was true. The weirdest part was that I don't think the job itself was what I was most nervous about. Every time I closed my eyes, the only thing I saw was Niall, that quirky boy from my interview, chuckling as he walked away.
...
I must've fallen asleep during one of the movies because when I wake up I'm on the couch with pizza boxes and DVDs strewn across the room. Kristi must've left for her job as an editor at the newspaper. They start pretty early, so it's no surprise she didn't have time to clean up the mess from last night. I reach for my phone and find a note on the side table.
' Left for work, I'll stop by around lunch and drop off some takeout. Btw whos Niall?? You talk in your sleep when youre stressed, and it seems like someone has some explaining to do. -Kristi '
I groan while reading the note through again. People have told me every once in while about my sleep talking, but I haven't done that in years and out of all things, why did I have to say Niall? I was hoping to avoid talking to Kristi about that, she would blow it up and assume we would hook up or something, but in reality he was probably just going to end up being another stranger in a sea of faces. If I get my hopes up I'll just be let down again and I'm not ready for that.
As I start to clean up the mess there's a knock on the door, "Kristi did you forget your key again, cuz I start work in a few days and there's not going to be anyone to let you in" I shout while reaching under the couch to grab one of the movies.
"..Who's Kristi?" a masculine voice sounds behind the door.
I shoot up hitting my head on the side table. I know that voice, it's the voice that's been running through my head since my interview.
END CHAP 2
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Maybe You're Mine (a Niall Horan fanfic)
FanfictionBridget is just getting over her ex and previous job when she encounters a gorgeous boy with sparkling blue eyes at her new work. She no longer believes any guy could love her, but can Niall change her mind?