Forbidden Love [1D]

Chapter 2

Chapter El Dos

*Sophia's POV*

Hmmm. What to make. What to make. Oh wait what if they have a special request. I walk over to the intercom that's located in huge kitchen I press the button and wait patiently for Mr.Calder's reply.

"What!" He says gruffly through the intercom. "Sorry to interrupt your work but I was wondering if you want me to make a requested dish Mr.Calder?" I say back kindly biting my tongue trying to hold back my sassy comments. There's a moment of silence before he replies.

"Make Stuffed Shells." He replies back. "Yes Sir." I reply releasing the button. I walk over to the cupboards and pull out a pot. I fill it up with water and put it over the stove to boil. As the water boils I start to make the marinara sauce.

"So I won't hesitate no more, no more it cannot wait, I'm Yours." I sing while mixing the sauce.

"You can't sing you know." I hear a shrill voice says. I jump back in surprise and drop the whisk too making some of the sauce splatter onto the floor. "You're ugly. No one will ever love you. I mean your fat too." Eleanor says. I look down at my stomach. Im not that fat am I?

Maybe if I stopped eating the leftovers it would be better. Eleanor would know. She's a model and she's dating one of the boys from the band too. I nod silently agreeing with her. I hear the water start to boil. I turn around and put the pasta shells into the water carefully trying not to break them.

I set the timer for the pasta shells at about 15 minutes. "Don't turn your back to me!!" I hear Eleanor yell. I turn back around terrified as she marches over towards me. Her heals making an annoying clicking sound as she walks over. She yanks my ugly brown hair back. "Don't ever disrespect me! Understand?!" She yells.

"Yes." I say back in a monotone voice. "Let's go get you that dress honey!" I hear Mr.Calder say. "Coming daddy!" Eleanor shouts back. She slaps me across the face. Her long sharp nails leave a trail of white hot pain and blood trickling down my cheek. She drops me to the floor as I hear the clicks of her heels walking out of the kitchen and the house.

The timer goes off. I stand up and dust my dirty clothes off. I wash my hands and drain the pasta shells. I start making the filling for the shells and start to stuff the shells. I finish stuffing them all and put them into the oven to bake. I get the plates and eating utensils out. I set the table properly as I was taught to do in school.

I hear the front door open and I rush back into the kitchen and hide in the cupboard. Oh shit! What if it's the boys?! I hear little short clicks again. Oh. It's the snotty daddy's girl. I roll my eyes and come out of the cupboard and grab a mop. I start to clean the kitchen from the sauce spill earlier.

"Don't you just love my dress?!" Eleanor says walking into the kitchen while chomping her gum. I look over to her a see her wearing a cute floral dress. But saying it was a bit slutty would be a lie. Her boobs were spilling out and the dress was a little shorter than mid thigh. "It's beautiful! You look gorgeous!" I manage to spit out.

"Ugh. Why would I ask you?! You have no fashion sense whatsoever." She sneers while walking away. I look down at my old tee shirt and tattered jeans. I do actually have of good fashionable clothes. But I usually wear an old tee and jeans besides I'm always working. I shrug and go back to setting the table.

I go to the kitchen to check the timer and it says 8 minutes left. I take this an opportunity to change and clean my face. I rush up the glass stairs and run to my bedroom all the way in the back of the hall. Saying that we live in a house would be a complete lie. It's a total mansion. From all the posh furniture to the imported rugs.

What the fuck. I sound like a commercial person and now I'm talking to myself. Great. I run inside my closet. Yes. It's a walk in and take out the only dress I had. Eh. Fuck that. I put it back and take out a Rolling Stones tee shirt. I remember customizing the shirt in my free time. I had cut off the sleeves and added studs to make it edger.

I also cut out a cool skull design in the back. I slip the shirt on along with some light blue jeans. I run to the bathroom and use the waver Eleanor gave me. Well more like threw it out but I use it now. I quickly wash my face and use makeup to cover up some of the scars and cuts.

I run down the steps just in time for the oven timer to go off. Phew! Just in time. I take out the tray and set in on the counter. I take out some seasoning and season the shells lightly. Hehehe. Season dash to season DAT ass. Okay sorry. I pour extra sauce over the shells knowing Mr.Calder likes extra sauce.

Right as I put the ladle down the doorbell rings. Oh shit no no no. The boys are here! Fuck. I'm screwed. Eleanor rushes to the door. "Just stay in the kitchen!" She yells at me. I nod and quickly put the dish on the table and rush back into the kitchen. "Ah boys! You're here!" I hear Mr.Calder say.

I hear a round of 'Hello's' being replied. One voice stands out. It's a cute Irish accent and it shoots shivers up my spine. I shake off the unfamiliar feeling and continue to pace around the kitchen. "Eleanor here will show you around the house while I go and call up Management." Mr.Calder says.

I hear him walk away as the boys greet Eleanor. I hear a high pitched but angel like voice say, "Hey babe." and the sound of lips slapping together. I listen for the Irish voice but I don't hear it. "Hey Niall!" I hear Eleanor say in a bubbly voice.

"Hey El! Sorry I'm distracted cuz I smell something amazing. I'm hungry!" I hear the Irish voice say. So that's Niall, the high pitched voice is Louis and I have no clue of the other boys. "Well let's get started with the tour!" El says. I hear their footsteps waking away and I let out a sigh of relief. I start to clean the pots. I hear their footsteps and Eleanor's heels again.

I quickly turn the water off and put the pots down. "El!! I'm hungry can I please get a cookie or something?" I hear Niall say. "Yea sure! The kitchen's right here!" She says. Oh shit. She forgot I'm in here!! Oh no. oh no. I quickly turn around and go back to washing the dishes. I duck my head so my hair can cover my face. I hear the kitchen door open.

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