Her Sister's Revenge - One Direction

Chapter 12: Thinking and Cuteness

Chapter 12 –Thinking and Cuteness

After my first shift at the club, Blackout, I am so exhausted. I had every old drunk guy make sexual comments on how good I looked. It was disgusting. 

I got into a pair of warm pyjamas and hopped into bed. An hour or so past and I couldn’t get to sleep. So I decided to think of ways to get revenge on my sister. I have been so caught up in Harry I haven’t had time to plot my evil plans.

I thought for a bit before I came up with the perfect plan. All I need is a package of x-lax and an anonymous tip to a magazine. This will teach her to mess with me. Oh I have another idea too! When she is at home, I will go out and do something embarrassing claiming I’m Eleanor if anyone asks. Yeah I’m not good with revenge don’t judge me.

By the time I finished coming up with everything it was 4am. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised, my shift ended at two and it’s a 20 minute drive. I was still extremely tired so I attempted to fall asleep and it worked this time.

I woke up to someone gently shaking me awake.

“Chelsea stop it I’m tired.” I heard a manly giggle. Oh shit that’s right, I’m back in England. I turned back over to find a mop of curly hair in my face.

“Morning sleepy head, have a late night?” Harry asked gesturing for me to scoot over so he could lay in bed with me. 

“Yeah, my shift ended at 2 this morning.” I snuggled into his warm body as he wrapped his arms around me.

“Really? I didn’t know you had a job.” Oh shit that’s right I didn’t tell him.

“I work at a club about 20 minutes from here. I also work at Starbucks.” He sighed.

“Why are you working so much? And you better not be a stripper at this club.” I laughed at him.

“Harry there’s no way in hell I would be a stripper.” He tightened his grip around me.

“Good, cause your body’s mine.” He growled in my ear and I gasped as he started giving me a love bite. 

“Harry.” I moaned as he kissed my neck working his way up to my lips. Soon we were immersed in a heavy make out session. Damn him and his irresistible ways.

“Alright that’s enough for this morning.” I told him breaking the kiss. He groaned and pecked my lips once more. “After all it is,” I paused to check my phone for the time, “holy shit its 3 in the afternoon! Why didn’t you wake me earlier?” I jumped off of Harry, much to his protest, and raced to the bathroom.

I did my hair putting loose curls in it and doing my makeup. I start work at Blackout in about 6 hours. Eight hours in a disgustingly dirty bar with music that will blow your eardrums in a matter of seconds. Joy.

I took a look at my reflection and saw a love bite along with 3 hickeys. Why Harry why? I went back into my bedroom to see Harry on his phone lying on my bed. Typical. I wandered over to my closet and picked out an outfit for work and an outfit for beforehand. 

“Damn Laney, if you’re going to dress like that for work I just might have to take a trip to the club tonight.” I rolled my eyes at him taking the clothes I’m going to wear beforehand into the bathroom to change.

I emerged to see Harry picking up my other outfit and examining it. I rolled my eyes, then got an idea.

“Hey Harry,” he looked up at me and dropped my clothing back on the bed.

“Oh, I didn't hear you come out.” He blushed and locked his hands behind his back. What a cutie.

“It's okay, but I was wondering if you'd like to come to the club with me tonight while I work. Maybe bring the boys too.” his head shot up and ran over to me.