A Stroke Of Luck // Bradley Simpson

4. Hungover Interviews

Here's a new chapter for you all!!

I didn't get 15 votes, but 14 is good enough (:

-L♥️

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*Larissa's P.O.V*

I woke up with a major headache, I felt rough. The only thing I can really remember last night was being sick in one of Chase's vase, not very classy. But hey, i had fun. I looked at the clock which read 12:45pm. I really needed to start getting ready for my interview. I've always liked the idea of working in a beauty salon, I enjoy painting nails and giving massages. It has been my ideal job since I can remember really, that and becoming a singer. But I had no chance of that, so being a beautician is what I want to be instead.

I threw on a white button up shirt, and slid on my black pencil skirt in an attempt to look smart and professional - I was desperate for this job and I wasn't prepared for anything to be less than perfect. I put on a black felt coat and my black stilettos and headed for the door, I couldn't be late.

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I was so nervous at the start of the interview but overall I think I did well, I just hope they liked me. I got back to my house and quickly got changed, as I promised Brad i would go to his band practice in 15 minutes. His bandmates were so friendly, I was especially close to Connor as we were both really shy and understood each other well.

I arrived at the garage and pulled up the shutter, letting it drop with a thud. The guys didn't notice me as they were all arguing over who was sitting on the beanbag - typical.

I laughed as Tris was pushed off the pile of bodies covering the seat.

"Ahem!" I coughed, making everyone turn and look at me.

"Oh sorry Larissa, hi" Brad laughed as he got up off the floor.

"We're just going to set up now, you can have the beanbag instead"

As the boys set up, I opened up twitter and scrolled through my feed. I came across a horrible picture of me looking drunken and goofy. I cringed at myself and carried on scrolling.

Ebony Paige @ebonypaigexo

why can't I just get what I want?

Ebony Paige @ebonypaigexo

sick of being second best to her.

I knew exactly who and what Ebony was talking about. She may be my best friend, but she sure can be jealous.. anything to do with Brad and she goes crazy - she's slightly obsessive. Don't get me wrong, I love Ebony but it's so funny when you wind her up. I made a new tweet:

Larissa Mai Harrison @larrisamai

had the best night out last night thanks to @thevampsbrad 😘 xx

Her next tweet should be interesting.

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As the boys began practising, my phone rang

Mum

Oh gosh, I haven't spoken to my mum properly since she kicked me out for the night.

I opened the shutter and answered the call.

"Larissa where on earth are you? I've been trying to call you since this morning! When I woke up you weren't there and I needed you to take Jaylan to his swimming lesson" she sounded exhausted.

"I told you two days ago that I had an interview this morning, and you said that it was fine and that you would walk Jaylan to the leisure centre" I replied blanky.

"Don't you lie to me Larissa Mai, you never told me you had an interview! You better get your ass back home right now, or I swear you won't have a home left to come back to" shouted my mum down the phone "I can't believe you would be such an ungrateful cow" she now screamed before hanging up.

A tear slid down my cheek as I immediately wiped it away whilst going back into the garage to tell the boys I had to leave. I knew it was partly the alcohol which made me mum so confused and aggressive towards me, but I still couldn't help but feel so low.

"Guys i'm really sorry but I have to go, my mum um.. needs me to help her out with Jaylan" I told them in the most convincing voice I could manage, I knew I was just to be locked in my room as soon as I got home. None of the boys knew about how bad it was at home. Brad knew about certain aspects, but he doesn't know about my mum's newly adopted aggression towards me and sometimes my younger brother.

I said goodbye to the boys and walked home in tears. I was dreading walking back through the front door.