Pernicious|h.s

Four

          Valerie

The sound of someone pounding on my bedroom door awakes me from my slumber. A load groan escapes my lips as I stretch out my limbs out across my bed. My head pounding, my throat dry and my body dressed in last nights attire. God, I felt like s.hit. 

"Valerie Tomlinson, may you please open this f.ucking door." Louis yells, pounding on my door for the sixth hundredth time. 

"Oh calm your farm." I spoke groggily, tearing myself from my bed. 

My feet padded across my bedroom floor, nearly tripping as  I opened my door to be greeted with a fat lipped Louis.

"Nice lip" I laughed, poking at it, receiving a grunt from Louis. "Thanks for ditching me last night by the way, really appreciated that."

"You're very welcome. If it makes you feel any better, last night didn't really work out in my favour." I cocked my eyebrow at his words. "Uh, I got caught in this girls bed by her boyfriend, oops, and the rest explains itself really."

"Nice one, idiot. You make me so proud sometimes." I spoke, pushing past him to go into the bathroom.

I closed the door before stripping down to my bare body. A small piece of crumbled paper slipping out of the back pocket of my jeans caught my attention. I bent down, straightening the piece of paper out and examining the number messily scribbled onto it. Who the heck was Harry? 

I wanted to slap myself in the face five-hundred times. All that was remembered of last night was well nothing really, way to f.ucking go Valerie. 

Pushing the worries out of my head, I stepped into the shower turning the water on and letting the warm water cascade down my body. 

Last night was the most I have ever drunk, and well I think I may have already learnt from my mistake. I couldn't even remember how I got home, for all I know I could be carrying a small fetus and I would have no damn clue. Okay, a bit of an exaggeration but you get my point.

I stepped out of the shower after brushing my teeth, washing my body, face and hair, drying myself and wrapping a towel around my hair and another around my body. I made my way back into my room to get ready for work which started at five and it was already three-thirty. A+ to me for my time management skills.

A loud scream left my lips as I was greeted with Louis sitting on the end of my bed waiting for me.

"Don't you have a life?" I asked, tightening the grip around my towel.

"Well I suppose not. I shall leave your ugly ass alone to get dressed" He responded, standing up from my bed and giving me a stupid smile as he shut the door behind him.

I walked over to my dresser, dropping my towel and slipping into undergarments and my work uniform that consisted of black converses, black jeans, a green and white checkered button-up shirt and to top the already horrific outfit off, a set of black suspenders. I chucked my hair up into a bun before observing my appearance in my full-length mirror, it was safe to say I was a hundred and ten percent ready for the catwalk. 

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Louis suggested that it may be time to spread my wings and catch the tube to and from work, which I hesitantly agreed to. I was already off to a great start, I was running a tad late for my train. Getting Louis to be my taxi was definitely easier than this. 

Weaving my way through the crowds of London I saw my train come into view, letting out a sigh of relief. I hopped on and found a seat, plonking myself down. I placed my headphones in each ear blocking out the screaming children, the yelling mothers, the bickering teenagers and the chattery businessmen.

For the whole twenty minutes of the train ride, I had to put up with a little boy kicking the back of my chair. I asked his mother numerous times for him to stop, but I don't think she spoke one drop of English, lucky me. 

I climbed the stairs that lead to the streets of London, inhaling the fresh winter air before I made my way to work.

Much to my surprise Hazel was not there to greet my behind the bar, but instead a girl who looked around my age stood behind it. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a plait, her light brown eyes spotting me. Noticing my uniform she gave me a small wave as I walked into the staffroom.

I stuffed my things into my staff locker before making my way back to the front.

"Hi, I'm Maggie. My uncle, Niall, has told me all about you, it's nice too finally meet you Valerie." Maggie spoke, pulling me in for a hug.

"It's nice too meet you too." I smiled back.

An hour went by quickly, Maggie and I getting to know each other as customers sipped on their alcoholic beverages.

I lifted my attention from Maggie to sound of the assistance bell to be greeted by a familiar face. It was him.

His face was like a trigger, all of the events that occurred last night rush through my mind like a whirlwind. The dancing, the grinding, the disappearing all came back to me crystal clear. I felt the heat rise to my cheeks. 

"It's nice to see you again, Valerie." His angelic voice spoke, the strong stench of smoke radiating of his body. His blood shot eyes drifted over my body, his face clearly amused by my uniform as he let out a chuckle. I just wanted to crawl under this bar and hide. 

"You too, Harry." I replied, hoping that I remembered his name correctly.

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Thankfully, my shift was finally over. I made my way outside, letting out a small squeal as a hand tugged me in their direction.

"Valerie." I recognised the voice immediately, relaxing a little.

"Harry." I spoke, unsure of what he wanted.

I felt him lean in closer, his nose brushing against mine. I pulled away before he followed through with his intentions. 

"What the heck do you think you're doing?" I questioned.

His fingers brushed against my cheek causing me to flutter my eyes shut and breathing to become uneven.

"I bet no other man has this affect on you Valerie. No one but me." He admitted, a cocky smirk plastered on his face. 

It was ridiculous really, I have only known of this mans presence for not even a week but he was the most intriguing being I have come across. He was an unsolved riddle, that I desired to solve. 

"Mhm." I hummed in response. 

"You're mine Valerie." He stated, placing a kiss to my temple.

What had I gotten myself into?

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