Imagine

Broken Bathrooms and Hearts

A/N:So I've been thinking about this for quite some time and I really want to make this into a book and focus on one thing for a while, I realize I have so many out right now and I barely update my most popular one but I want to work on a schedule so how about this...comment down days that you would like me to update this book and or other books I write and I'll tally up the votes and let you know, sorry this authors note is so long but before I go if I do actually make this into a book I'm gonna need a cover and an actual title so if you can help with those too comment or message me please and thanks if you made it to the end of this disaster.

*Y/N's POV*

"Dinah,I gotta go I'll talk about this with you later."

"No you will not hang up on me we will talk about this right now you player."

"Listen mom"I exaggerate."Someone's knocking on my door so I need to go like right now."

"It better not be one of your many hoes."

"I'm pretty sure you aren't knocking on my door right now so that's out of the question."

"Heyyy-"

"Gotta go, love you bye."I speak quickly hanging up and racing to the door opening it up to see a very very pretty green eyed girl whom I've never scored before. what a game changer.

"Hi...uh I wanted to ask you a really quick question and I know it's going to be really weird but I'm really desperate at this point and-"

"You're rambling honey."I smirk,

"I'm sorry, but I just-"she sighs in between her sentence"Can I use your bathroom.""Preferably the shower?"she questions."I've asked almost everyone in this god forsaken building and they've shut me down before I could finish the sentence."

"Uh...I mean...may I ask what for?"

"Well, I have a job interview in about an hour and I can't afford to miss it, on top of that my showers down but now that I think of it my whole bathroom is broken nothing's working I can't even afford to get them fixed and I can't go into that place looking a mess or I definitely won't get that job and I don't want to miss the bus because it about a 45 minute ride and the next one comes in about 30 minutes so I'm on a tight schedule-"

"Alright alright alright."I stop her from continuing a very detailed description of a hell filled day."You seem like a decent person.""I would presume that you're really really really desperate if you came knocking on my door."

"Well...I really am.""Is there a reason why I shouldn't have knocked?"she raises a brow.

"I mean I am a complete stranger so there's that."I chuckle as she laughs awkwardly looking at the small watch on her right wrist."Oh right time ok ok ok.""Go ahead it's the third door on your right uh don't break steal or touch anything please."I open my door more and move aside to let her through.

"Thank you thank you thank you so so so so much."she practically sprints down my hall with a backpack in hand I didn't even realize she had.

"LOVELY HOME BY THE WAY."she yells from the bathroom.

"THANKS I TRY TO KEEP IT CLEAN AND DECORATIVE FOR STRANGERS THAT WANT TO USE ME FOR MY SHOWER."I yell back as I hear the shower start up.

*About 15 minutes later*

"You don't know how much I appreciate it."she sighs putting her hand on my shoulder as I gulp nervously.

"Uh it's no problem at all miss?..."

"Lauren."she finishes my sentence."My names Lauren."

"Y/N""Call me Y/N"I smile widely.

"So uh...if I do make this job...you might see me Thursday at around 3."she chuckles running her fingers through her hair which I think is absolutely hot I feel my knees weaken when she smiles sweetly.

"Yeah, of course.""You're always welcome Lauren.""My shower would love your company again."

"I would love to keep it company.""But I don't know how I can't pay you back...I currently have 10 dollars in my name."

"Well...you could give me your number and...maybe we can...I dunno hangout by any chance that you're free from running around the city?"I ask nonchalantly.

"Haha of course.""You're a really cool person Y/N""Here..."she reaches into her bag fumbling around some shower supplies finally pulling out a pen."This is my number."she takes my hand and I shiver at the touch of her skin on mine.She writes so pretty.Everything about this woman is so pretty and perfect.She's so delicate.She finishes writing her number with her signature and two dots over the U.

"Call me."she smiles and throws the pen into her bag zipping it up and sprinting down the hall with a wave.

I close my front door with my back against it and put my head in my hands.

"I'm so screwed."I mumble smiling like the idiot I am.