Chapter 11: Niall's POV
Chapter playlist:
•Shut your eyes - Snow Patrol
•Explosions - Ellie Goulding
•The Cave - Mumford and Sons
The man stared at me, eyebrows raised as if intrigued.
"So you're Niall Horan and you want a job here?" He said, sounding amused at the thought. His name tag read Dani, store manager.
When I told Amber I was going to look for a job, she refused to let me be interviewed anywhere but the small music store she works at. So here I am, being interviewed by some judgmental guy wearing loafers.
"Yeah," I answer, leaning back in the chair. The music store is pretty cool, I must say. Old CDs and records fill every spot on the rows and rows of shelfs that fill the whole store. I'm dying to look at them.
Dani scrolls through a paper with all my information on it. He probably doesn't believe the fact that I've never been arrested. He scowls and looks up at me, and it takes everything for me not to roll my eyes at him. He peels his eyes off of me and continues reading, his eyes widening occasionally.
"So you haven't attended college, and you had a four point oh all throughout high school?" He asks after awhile. I nod my head and fidget with my bracelet.
He asks me a few other questions more relative to the job, like my knowledge of music and other music involved questions.
"Well Mr. Horan, you can work Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday eight through five," he says, shaking my hand. I want to ask what it pays, but decide not to push it. I give him a polite smile and thank him before leaving the store.
I honestly had not expected to get the job. With my appearance and lack of education, I didn't really think I was destined to get a job any time soon. The job seems pretty cool, despite the loafer wearing priss of a man managing it.
I pulled into the house and Amber was waiting for me when I walked inside, a huge goofy grin plastered on her face.
"So... How'd it go?" She asked, taking my hands in hers and moving them in large circles in the air.
"I kinda got the job," I said, laughing at her reaction.
"Thats great! I no longer have to work alone at the hell hole!" Her eyes got big as she realized what she said, her hands flying to her face. I guess she wants me to think the jobs better than it really is.
"What's with that Dani guy?" I asked, and she grimaced at his name. It's only after noon, and I'm already exhausted. Between being ultimately judged this morning and expressing how I feel last night, I think I should take a break for awhile.
It's weird, thinking of anyone being in my life after Bria, but I think if it's going to happen, it might as well be Amber. And my god she scared me last night. I thought I'd lost her. From myself or to Mark, and I couldn't-can't- bare either.
I flop down on the couch and switch through channels, getting frustrated at the lack of good shows being played.
"What's wrong?" Amber asks from behind the couch.
"It's nothing," I say, looking up to smile at her. I reach up to grab her waist before pulling her down on top of me. She laughs and I can't help but doing the same.
"You're mental," she says, trying to catch her breath.
"Yeah, I'm aware," I laugh back, and she crawls off of me. She pats the couch next to her lap, and without thinking much of it I put my head onto her lap. She tenses under my touch, and I begin to get up.
"No, stay there," she whispers. I lay my head back, and she runs her fingers through my hair. It's strange, having such contact again. I begin to relax as she continues to run her fingers through my hair. She continues to flip through channels. She loudly sighs, obviously frustrated. I laugh at her expression as she gives up on finding a show. Her jaw juts out slightly and her nostrils flair, and it's strange, noticing the little things. The way she looks as she pulls her hair up, running her fingers through her hair multiple times before tying it. The way she plays with her hands when she has nothing to do. And now, how she looks when simple things frustrate her.
"Amber, it's fine. I love watching informercials anyway. It's my favorite past time activity," I tease as she decides to stop searching and the channel plays some workout CD for minutes. Amber shuts her eyes tight and clenches her jaw, and I know I've only annoyed her more.
"Kidding!" I say immediately, grabbing the remote from her hands and turn off the television.
"What days do you work and what're your hours?" She asks, taking her fingers out of my hair. I want to tell her to leave them there, but that would require letting her know how I feel. No thanks, I'd rather not.
"Monday, Tuesday, Thursday. Eight to five," I tell her, shifting my body so in facing her.
"I'm Monday to Wednesday, same hours," she says, looking down at me. I nod slightly, and try to hide my disappointment. I would rather spend every day with her, for multiple reasons. I just want to be with her and know what she's doing. Now I have two days of not being able to protect her. And also, I don't know how I'll be able to deal with that priss Dani for a whole day on my own.
"Don't worry, he's worse than you think," Amber says, reading my thoughts. I groan and get up from the couch to answer my ringing phone.
"Quinn?" I ask, unable to hide my surprise as I answer the phone. I haven't talked to him since he moved out.
"Hey man, I'm really sorry to ask, but I need a place to stay. Layla and I broke up and I have nowhere to go."
"And you're calling me because?" I ask, but I know what he's asking damn well.
"Yeah well, could I come back to the apartment?"
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Author's note:
•Well hello everyone! I'm sorry if this was a... Slow chapter. And I know it was short, I'll be making longer chapters soon, I promise. But if I didn't have cliff hangers, the fanfic would just be one large chapter!
•On the playlist:
I'm not going to lie, the songs were completely, utterly random. I did enjoy listening to them as I read and wrote, so I figured I might as well post them. I finished the chapter after the second song, so I decided I might as well add a third anyway.
• I will (unfortunately) be starting school on August 15, so that means fewer updates ): that does mean longer chapters though! I will try my every hardest to keep updating frequently, but between school work, softball, and the fact that I cannot stay up late writing every night will make it tough. Stick with me though!
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