I laid in bed sleeping peacefully. I was in complete bliss. Everything was perfect. Until I shot awake.
I looked over at the clock on my nigstand.
9:00 AM
"9 Am! Shit!" I was going to be so late for work. Jess and Arnie were going to murder me.
I ran to my bathroom quickly brushing my teeth, washing my face, and putting on minimal makeup. As I ran out of the bathroom I stubbed my toe on the doorframe causing me to screech out in pain.
"OW!" I shouted hobbling to my bedroom.
I then threw my blonde hair into a somewhat fashionable messy bun and threw on a pair of lightwash skinny jeans, a black tank with a grey cardigan, black combat boots, a pink infinty scarf, and my Burberry coat.
Of course knowing my luck and my clumsiness, as I yanked on the coat I hit my elbow on the corner of my desk causing me to once again, yelp out in pain.
"SHIT!" I cursed pulling the coat on and nursing my elbow.
I threw on my glasses because I didn't have time for contacts, grabbed my purse, phone, and flat key, and rushed out my door, locking it in the process.
I checked the time.
9:15
I deserved an award.
I ran down the stairs not wanting to wait for the elevator and exited the building.
From my flat I could walk to work and stop for a coffee on the way. And trust me- after the morning I just had, I needed a coffee. I was already going to be late.
I sped walked all the way to the coffee stand that was only about 2 or 3 minutes away from the Vogue building. I pulled out my phone once agan checking the time.
9:25
I sighed. I had to be at work at 9:30.
That would not be happening.
I tapped my boot clad foot on the icy ground as I waited in line to order my coffee.
Winter was death season for me.
Alyssa plus icy grounds equals lot's of falling.
I hated winter.
I looked up in front of me noticing it was my turn. I smiled at the teenage boy who looked to be about 15 or 16 years old working the coffee stand.
"Hello, can I get a Carmel Swirl Macchiato?"
I licled my lips at the sound of the delicious drink.
The boy nodded his head.
I handed over my credit card ignoring the price he told me.
He swiped the card and handed it back.
I looked down at my phone for what seemed like the millionith time this morning.
9:29
"Shit" I muttered under my breath.
I heard the boy clear his throat. I looked up embarassed. The teenage boy handed me my drink. I smiled and walked away quickly. I had to book it to work.
Now here's where things get tricky.
Why would I eveer think that me being Alyssa James it would be a good idea to stare at a phone while walking down an icy road with lots of people on it.?
Why?
As you can guess, horrible things happened.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion.
I felt my body press into someone else's body. Hard. I felt my foot slip on a patch of ice. I felt my drink fly out of my hand. I felt myself falling to the ground. Not noly that, but I felt myself pulling the stranger down as well/
I felt the familiar feeling of hard, cold ground on my back. And then I felt something new. A body crashing on top of mine.
I moaned in pain.
"Bloody Hell!" I grunted
I looked at my phone which was still grasped in my hands.
9:32
"Shit" I said. Again.
I sighed in sadness at the loss of the drink, and I sadly began picking the contents of my bag that had fallen everywhere up.
"Are you alright love?" I heard a voice ask
Shit. I had forgotten about the person I had pulled down.
I laughed nervousley throwing the last few items in my bag.
"Trust me, I'm used to it. Are you alright?"
"Oh I'm fine!" THe male voice answered.
I saw a hand appear in front of me. I graciously took it and the stranger pulled me to my feet. And thats when I saw the stranger for the first time.
"Holy Shit"
The boy seemed to not hear my comment.
"I'm Louis. Louis Tomlinson."
"I know!" I screeched out. My inner fangirl coming alive.
I cannot believe I had just embarassed myself like that in front of Louis fucking Tomlinson.
"And you are?" he inquired
"Alyssa." I said nervously "Alyssa James."
"Well pleasure meeting you Alyssa James" Louis said shaking my hand.
"I'm so sorry!" I basically shouted embarassing myself even more.
He laughed
"It's fine. Aha. Is there any place I can take you Alyssa James? I wouldn't want you to fall again." He winked. Ugh he was so cute.
"Actually I am late for work"
"Well let's get you to work then."
After only walking for a few short minutes we reached to Vogue building.
"Fancy" Louis stated.
I giggled.
I checked my phone yet again for the time.
9:45
Jess and Arnie were litterally going to murder me.
"Give me that." Louis said taking my cell phone in his hands. He tapped a few buttons before locking my phone and handing it back tto me. A phone beeped and he pulled out his cell. He smiled a cheeky smile.
"Now I have your number Alyssa James."
I laughed.
"I better get iin there. I'm already late."
"Well It was a pleasure meeting you Alyssa James."
"As to you Louis Tomlinson."
He smiled and walked off.
Holy Shit.
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Well there you have it. First real chapter of Clumsy. I have tons of things planned for this story so stay tuned! I love suggestions though! so leave a comment and a suggestion! Alright I love you all. :*
-Caroline

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Clumsy
FanfictionAlyssa James. Average 18 year old girl studying at Oxford University and working a paid internship at Vogue London. Oh did I mention- she's super clumsy. So what happens when her clumsiness changes her whole life? What happens when her clumsiness ta...