A Summer's Job (1D)

18:"Creepy Driver"

Christina's POV

"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

No, that was not the sound of my alarm clock that woke me up. Do you want to take a guess on who it is?

"Get the fuck up, Christina!"

Yes, it was the annoying sound of Louis Tomlinson. It's official, if I had to murder one of the boys first, it would be him.

"Louis fucking Tomlinson. I suggest you take a couple of steps away from me, or you will lose an eyeball." I warn the delusional boy.

"My middle name isn't 'Fucking'." He smiles cheekily at me.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Why do you wake me up at," I check the time, "five o'clock in the morning?"

"Because I can," he says in a 'duh' tone, "and I want to hear all the details of your date with Niall last night."

"Gosh you sound like a teenage girl," I sighed, "we went to the London Eye, had dinner, talked, and-"

He cut me off. "Did you guys kiss?"

"That's non of your business." I smirked.

"But I want to know!" he whined like a five year old child.

"If you're so obsessed about kissing, why don't you kiss your own girlfriend?" I shrugged and got out of bed.

"But she's not here with me!" Louis complains behind me.

"Then kiss a picture of her." I reply.

I enter the bathroom, deciding to get ready despite it being very early in the morning. I stepped in the shower, washing my hair and body.

Once I was finished, I dried off, and wrapped a towel securely around my waist. I opened the door and almost had a heart attack. The bus driver, Sammy, was standing right in front of me. He has black hair that is long(for a male) and had piercing dark brown eyes and a big nose. He scares me a bit.

I realized that he was just staring at me, so I moved out of the way, letting him in the bathroom. I find him a very creepy driver, I can't put my finger on it but I find him suspicious. He doesn't talk much, actually, he doesn't talk at all, and I don't know why. He's really creepy and it freaks me out.

I went into my closet, and chose an outfit to wear for the day. I put on my PINK black yoga pants, a black tank top with a black PINK sweatshirt, and my cheetah print Apple Bottoms.

I brushed my hair and pulled it into a ponytail. I found the boys sitting at the table, and Niall gave me a kiss.

"Good morning guys." I greeted them, picking up a Pop Tart from the pantry.

"Good morning," Harry yawned, "is there any reason why Louis is kissing a picture of Eleanor?"

I smirked to myself, and shrugged. "I have no idea why, it's probably one of those random things Louis does."

"No!" I heard Louis shout, "Christina told me to do it."

"I didn't tell you to do it, I suggested for you to do it." I point out.

"Same difference." he mutters and continued to kiss the picture of his girlfriend.

I rolled my eyes in confusion, and turned my attention back to the others. Zayn spoke up, "So why did you 'suggest' him to do it?"

"Because he was getting up in my business." I explained.

"About...?" Liam raises his eyebrow.