UnExpected

Chapter 10

Brooke POV

While Sophia is out having fun with One Direction I'm out her sitting in my dorm all by myself. That is why it occurred to me that I should call up that boy from Fridays. He is really cute, so why not. I search his number through my purse.

"Ahha." Finding it and dialing his number.

*ring, ring, ring*

"Hello?"

"Um yea hi. I'm the girl from your work that you gave your number to. I was wondering if you want to do anything with me." I ask shyly. I'm glad he cannot see my face right now.

I just realized how that sounded but I don't bother correcting myself.

"Oh right, yea, um maybe I can come to your place and we can order pizza. Watch a movie perhaps."

"That will be great, how about twelve forty-five?" I ask looking at the time realizing it is twelve sixteen.

"Perfect, see you there and oh, can you text me your address?"

"Sure, see ya." I hang up the phone.

"Okay, I need to clean up my apartment." I say starting to pick up some stuff and remember I need to text...I don't know his name....him...my address.

"Actually I need to order the pizza first." I grab my phone and dial Pizza Hut, placing my order. After I finish with that start picking stuff up from my floor. I check the time once more and see that it is twelve twenty-eight.

"I need to change." I realize that I am in sweatpants and a lose shirt. I quickly pull on some light wash jeans, a red varsity shirt, and I slip on some grey socks. I spray on perfume and spray some air fresher around the house. I also fix my makeup a little bit and pull my hair into I high pony tail, putting on a thin white headband on.

"Ok. I think I'm ready." I glance back at the clock another time and it is twelve thirty-nine. To pass some time, I play Candy Crush, until I hear a knock at the door. I walk to open it but unfortunately it's the pizza guy. I pay for the pizza and set it on my kitchen counter.

It is now twelve fifty-six and he still hasn't showed up. Did he stand me up? No, he could have. Or did he. I try not to let it bother me. He'll come when he wants to. Yea, he will. After a while I end up falling asleep.

I wake up due to a loud pounding sound at my door. I check the time, It's a habit, and it's one o'clock. I drag my feet over to the door and open it. It's him.

"Hi pretty lady." He slurs. He is drunk. He pushes passed me and walks into my apartment dragging me back into it to. Suddenly he grabs my butt and starts kissing me. I push him off me forcefully and next thing you know, he points a gun at my head.

"What are you doing. You come into my home and you are doing this." I shout.

"Come on baby."

"Baby? Pfft, I barely know you and get you hands off me. Also you can take this gun off my head now."

"You think I'm just going to let you go." He smirks. "You've got it all wrong baby."

"What do you want?"I shout.

"Sleep with me and I'll let you off the hook this time." Still pointing the gun at my head.

I have a plan, hopefully it will work.

"Ok, fine. I'll do it. Can I go change first into something more presentable? I want to look good." I smile, touching his chest, trying to be all flirty. I tryed not to show any side of weakness.

"Ok, be quick."

"Sit here." I say pushing him down on the couch. "I'll be right back." I smile...evilly.

I quickly walk to my room making sure to lock the door behind me. I grab my phone, go to the closet, and shut the door. I need to make sure he doesn't hear me. I dial 911 and tell them my problem saying that they will get here as soon as possible.

Within five minutes I here the cops come into my house. I walk out into my room my living room.

"Is this the guy?" An officer asks me.

Duh, who else. "Yes, sir."

"Take him away boys." A bunch of other officers come out of nowhere and arrest him. I still don't know what his name is! I guess it's fair. I don't think he knows my name either.

"I would say that you should move somewhere else, but you don't have to worry about that because he will be going to jail for some time. Believe or not, he has done this a whole load of times and we finally caught him thanks to you." He smiles at me.

"Ugh, yea and thank you too. Have a nice day." I say to him as he walks put of my apartment shutting the door after him.

"Ughhh." I crash on my couch.

What if I would've died? What if he actually slept with me? What if I got pregnant? What if I....I start to cry. I need to tell someone. Sophia. She should be done with filming by now. I get my phone in my room and dial her number.

Sophia POV

"Sophia..." Brooke says crying.

"What happened Brooke?" I almost yell.....

Brooke tell me everything that happened and I basically interupt her a couple hundred thousand times, asking her questions.

"I'm so sorry Brooke." I say sympathetically. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Yes, actually." I was hoping she would say no, cause I can't drive back.

"Have fun will you. On second thought, I know you are." Relief washes over me when I hear her speak those words.

"Okay, well I'll talk to you later, bye." She says bye back and we both hang up the phone.

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Boom. Now on that I notice, this book is like one big story. It's basically continuous. The chapter numbers don't really do much, sorry bout dat.

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