Him - { h.s. }

Chapter Seven:

Chapter Seven:

"Liam! Oh my god, turn it off!" I said while covering my whole body under the blanket. This movie was seriously the worst, "Turn it off, turn it off, turn it off!" I screeched. Niall and Liam had also been freaked out about this film, I guess horror movies weren't there kind of movies either. Personally, I enjoy action.

"Calm down. Geesh, it's off," Niall said as I began unraveling myself from the big nest of blankets and pillows.

"Thank you," I sighed. I looked towards Liam. His mouth was open, and his eyes as wide as can be, as if he was traumatized from the movie.

"Liam..." I said dragging out the i, "You okay?" His face was still in awe looking straight at the television. It was off, but his eyes still stayed glue to the screen.

"Liam!" Niall said a bit louder, snapping his fingers in front of his face.

"Huh?" Liam said, finally looking towards us and our confused faces. Niall and I simply laughed at how dazed he was. He seriously was so funny sometimes.

“Well,” I said pushing myself off of the couch, “I’m going to bed. I gotta go visit my mom tomorrow, and I got a call earlier today saying I have to take someones shift tomorrow morning.” I began to walk down the hall and into my room, “If you guys get hungry, you know where the food is! Goodnight!” I said, closing the door behind me.

What a crazy night...

~~

I woke up the next morning to the sound of two people screaming. I couldn't quite make out the noises, so I went down the hall and into the kitchen to find none other than Niall and Liam.

“Niall, give me it!” Liam said loudly.

“No! Its the last poptart and I want it!” Niall screamed back, the two boys pulled back and forth between them a box of strawberry flavored poptarts. They hadn't known I was in the room until I starting laughing at their childish behavior. My laughs echoed off of the walls loudly and the boys finally turned around to find me standing there clutching my stomach as I still laughed at the scene before me.

“What?” They both said simultaneously.

“You guys are such children sometimes,” I my laughs had began to settle down, but the serious and determined expressions the boys still had from fighting over a box of poptarts made me laugh again.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” Liam finally said, while he finally gave up and gave Niall the food. My eyes widened at the thought. I forgot I had to work today! I wasn’t used to working on weekends so it totally caught me off guard. I looked over at my microwave which told the time. 9:18am, it read. Shit! I have to be there in 22 minutes!

I quickly ran back into my room and into my closet, looking for the ironed articles of clothings the grocery store had recommended to wear as our uniforms. The white shirt and the black pants weren't exactly “trendy,” but it’s what the boss’ said to wear and I wasn’t going to argue with them anytime soon.

My luck ran out when I realized that my white uniformed shirt had a huge stain on it. I remembered the last time I was in, that a soda had exploded somehow and the orange liquid had landed right onto the shirt. Gosh, how come when I’m in a rush, everything goes wrong! I peered over to the clock once again now noticing it was past 9 twenty-two. Screw it, I’m running out of time. With my stained clothes, I rushed over the bathroom and quickly hopped into the shower. Washing my hair and body as fast as I could, I finally got out and changed into my uniform.

And although my shirt had been stained, and my black jeans a little crinkly from being unironed, I still changed into them. Afterall, it’s not like anyone will notice. I quickly pulled my hair into a high ponytail and refused to put on the makeup I usually do, I’d run out of time. And after applying some body spray, deodorant, and putting on my socks and shoes, I finally made my way to the living room all dressed and ready to go by the time it was 9: 35. I let out a pant as I finally began to slow things down and gather my phone, sunglasses and car keys and shoving them into my purse.

“Is that a stain?” Niall said, looking up from the couch.

I let out a huge sigh, “God, it’s really that noticeable?”

“Kind of...” Liam agreed. I simply put on a black cardigan in hopes that it would cover the orange mark.

“Well, I’m off. Are you guys going to stay the night?” I asked.

“I’m not sure, if the powers back up, we’ll leave. But if it’s not we may need to stay over again,” Niall said while staring at the football match on the tv.

“Okay, sounds good. If you need anything call me, okay? And make sure you don’t break anything!” I said while closing the front door to the house.

Now, off to work...

~~

Since my car is still isn’t in the right shape to actually drive anywhere, I was stuck walking to and back from work. My feet had been aching me,  considering I live kind of far away, and not to mention that I had to practically stand for 8 hours straight on the shift they gave me today at the checkout lines. It also didn’t help that the busses weren’t on duty today...

It was about 6pm, and the sky had began to darken. Niall and Liam had told me that their power was up and running again, so I was sure that they would be out of my house while I arrived. Luckily they were, because if not, they’d have to see me enter my own home exhausted and looking disgusting from todays work.

I plopped down on my couch, my face into the soft cushions as my legs slightly dangled off of the side because of my height. I screamed in frustration, I don’t want to go see mom!

I know I should because I haven’t seen her in awhile, but if I would’ve known that today I’d have to all of a sudden work, I would’ve cancelled. My eyes wanted to close so bad, but I knew I’d only have to get up soon to get ready to visit my mom.

Suddenly, a knock at the door was heard.

“Go away!” I yelled, my voice muffled from still being pressed into the comforter. But the knocking still was heard, “I said go away!” I stood up from the couch and began to make my way to the door. My feet stomped against the hardwood floors, and I still had been stressed out from the hard day of work.

“What!?” I screamed at the person who was at the door, but what surprised me was who was really there.

“You...” I whispered, instantly chills began to rise up and down my arms.

“Hey sweetcheeks.”

**

Who do you think it is?

// Megan