Unexpected: Louis Tomlinson fanfic.

chapter 3: ooh your gonna get it

i woke up with a severly pounding head ache, recolecting what had happened yesturday afternoon i slowly got up only to have a dizzy spell and land back down onto my queen bed, yup thats right a queen bed what can i say im a bed hogger you can have the covers thats it, any way i recovered from my spin fest and walked into the bathroom removing my scottie dog pjamas carefully so they wouldnt scrape the bump and cut on the back of my head once unclothed i jumped well more clambered into the shower. After about 3 minutes of standing there letting the hot water cascade down my back i started to shampoo my hair "shitting fuck in a bucket" i removed my hands from my hair and looked at them i had blood all over them and the shower water was starting to turn red, shit i must have damaged the scab, i gently touched my scab but it still felt intact well if it wasnt still bleeding then all this shit must have been in my hair ewww... that is gross.

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an hour later i had had breakfast washed dressed make up on and was out of the door in my car and on the way to work, i was about to get out of my car when i checked my phone i had a text from bubz "heya babes i hope ur ok Tasha will be covering your shift today so dont worry about coming in love ya xxxxx" oh well thats just great she could have told me like an hour ago ugh oh well im here now i could do with a drink i texted her back " too late babz xxx" i walked to the entrance and through the glass window i could tell that Bubz was on her phone with a confused look on her face probably texting me back about what i meant, i crept through the door unseen by Bethany who was still texting Ilham and Poppy looked up at me and i put a finger to my lips with a smile and pointed to Bubz they both smiled with a glint of mischeif because they knew what i was going to do i crept behind Bethany and said in a very loud and gruff voice "since when did i pay you to stand around texting your so called friends?" Bethany jumped almost dropping her phone in the process she was stuttering an apology whilst catching her phone she turned to me with a scared look on her face and she was bright red in embarrassment i burst out laughing there were actual tears running down my cheeks somehow Bethany had managed to get even redder in rage i heard Poppy Tasha and Ilham wetting themselves in the background. i had about calmed down when Bethany pointed at me and scowled "ooo your gonna get it"   this just made me burst out laughing again "what the hell did you do that for? why are you here? i could have dropped my phone you do know if i had dropped that then you would be paying for it? she sort of squealed whinned and shouted all at the same time "woh hold up i am here because i thought i had to work as you texted me a bit too late and no i wouldn't have paid for your phone if you had dropped it and two it was just too tempting and trust me your face was worth it" the last bit sort of came out in a laugh, she smacked me up side head and i winced as i was still in a lot of pain and she hit me really hard "oh my fucking god i am so sorry i forgot ahhh are you ok do you need to sit down let me see your head!"  she sort of attcked me into a hold trying to see my head and support me at the same time i pushed her off " sheesh girl im fine im fine lets just say i think you have got me back"  i said with a scowl and rubbed my head "i think you owe me a strawberry and .." she cut me off and said the rest of my order "ok miss smarty pants run along now i will be sat over there"  i said whilst pointing to the corner of the room where all the comfy chairs were. i went and took a seat and waved to the other girls behind the counter who seemed to still be recovering from our laughing fit as they were still wiping stray happy tears from their eyes. i had been sat there for around 1/2 an hour and had had 2 refillls of my drink when my phone started ringing "hello... hello..." "oh hi sorry is this Bryony" "er yeah whos speaking" "oh yeah sorry this is Josh from the other day you served me in starbucks" oh shit i remember him alright he is the fit guy i served the other day the one who stared at my arse oh well "oh yeah hi sorry erm how did you get my number i dont really remember giving it to you?" "heh er yeah your friend ilham is it yeah she wrote it down and gave it to me when you went out back to get the cups" "oh did she now" i looked over to ilham and scowled at her she gave me a 'what' look and i continued to stare her down until she looked away awkwardly "look Bryony im sorry for calling you i hope its not a bad time i knew i should have asked you for it" "no no its fine trust me im glad you called actually" "really" i could hear the smile in his voice which made me smile im glad i made him smile "yeah actually" "ok i was wandering if you would like to come on a date with me" "erm yeah i would love to .. what type of date?" " well either we could have a sit down meal which i belive is kind of boring orrrrrr we could gather up our mates and go clubbing"  he said clubbing with so much enthusiasm that it made me laugh "hmm let me think yeah i definately think we should go clubbing when and where should we go?" "erm saturday night we should meet at 8:30 pm outside the London Groove i love that place" "sounds like a date" "yep ok i have to go unfortunately but i will see you then gorgeous" "hehhe ok see you then byee" with that he hung up he called me gorgeous i thought to myself i looked over to the starbucks counter and saw Tasha Ilham Bethany and Poppy staring at me with the same look i walked over dreading their questions on why i was smiling like a dufass i got to the counter and immediatly got bombareded with questions i explained who it was and that we were all going out on saturday night and so on "but it is really strange how he got my number" i tapped my chin and stared at Ilham quizzingly "unless a certain someone wrote down my number and gave it to him whilst i went out back to get some cups" i was glaring at Ilham whilst saying this, she put her hands up in defense "ok ok it was me but by the way you were drooling over him and he was checking you out so i took matters into my own hands but i bet your glad that i did"  she gave me that knowing look and i sighed and she smirked "whatever im going home seems as my head is now pounding no thanks to a certain someone... Btw Ilham ur still gonna get it" i glared at Bubz and she gave me a apolagetic look and then to Ilham who looked scared, i waved as i walked out the door i sat in my car and sighed i was definately looking forward to saturday i got butterflies as i was excited but for now my bed is calling.