Bring It // EDITING

Eleven

I woke up laying on the floor, beside my bed.

"What?" I grunted, sitting up. My bed was perfectly made, but I was sprawled out on the floor beside it. Why is this not making sense?

"Fuck." I grumbled, popping my back. I rubbed my head, a pounding headache rising out of the pits of hell, resting behind my eyes and ears. I stood up, the sun burning my eyes.

"Who left, the fucking curtains," I muttered as I stomped over, "Open!" I yelled as I slammed them shut. I turned around and pulled my Aleve out of my sock drawer, dumping two pills into my hand. I grabbed a bottle of water and swallowed the two pills, drinking the rest of the bottle. My throat felt drier than a desert, and my neck was stiff from sleeping on the fucking floor.

"I need to turn my application in." I groaned. I walked to my closet and grabbed a grey sleeveless Vans shirt, a pair of high waist stone washed shorts, and dark red combat boots. I brushed my hair out, letting it wave out, and put on a red and black plaid shirt, rolling the sleeves up. I brushed my teeth again and put on some deodorant and perfume. I grabbed my phone off the bathroom counter, I wonder how it got there. I thought I grabbed it last night going back. Lots of things were blurry last night, but not Zayn's kiss. Who knew he was such great kisser? The way he just stood in the hallway, holding my cheeks as he kissed me sweetly, it's was magical.

I grabbed some money, my Ray Bans, and my application and walked down the sidewalk, maybe I can stop by the music store and say hi to Harry. I haven't seen him in a few days. I was about to pull my phone out of my pocket when I realised that it wasn't Zayn who kissed me in the hallway.

It was Niall.

I nearly tripped over my own feet. Niall kissed me in the hallway, he came into my sorority house and fucking kissed me. But my biggest concern wasn't why he just did it, it was because...

I actually liked it.

I squeezed my fists. That prick caused a lot of problems for me that night, from having fucking dry sex 15 feet away from me with that slutbag Abigail, to then breaking Zayn and I apart while we were dancing. And then he decides to kiss me.

"Can you be anymore of a dumbass, Niall?" I groan, continuing my walk to the bakery. Once I made it there, I turned it in to the old lady that was here the last time I came by.

"Thank you dear, I'll call you to let you know if you're hired or not." she smiled. I thanked her and left, but not without ordering four muffins and a hot chocolate. I walked to the music store and sat down, Harry came out from the back.

"Well hello there." He laughed. I smiled, waving to him. "Hey Harry."

"What you doing over here?" he asked, sitting on the opposite side of the couch. I shrugged, tucking my legs under me. "Thought I'd drop by, hang out. I like it here." I said. He nodded. "What's in the bag?"

I pick it up, waving it slightly. "Muffins, you want one?"

He nodded, holding his hands out. I droppedg two muffins in his hand. He thanked me, taking a bite of the chocolate chip muffin. He hummed in delight. "This was from the bakery?" he asked, pointing to the little building. I nodded, taking a sip of my hot chocolate. "Good, huh?"

He nodded. I held out my drink, and he took a drink of it, smiling afterwards. "Did you turn your application in?" he asked. I nodded. "Yeah, she's gonna call me to let me know if I'm hired or not." I said, finishing my muffins. "If you're hired, I expect muffins after work." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Ok Harry."

I stood up and looked around the music store, picking up a record of Guns n' Roses.

"I love them." I said aloud. Harry walked over, looking over my shoulder. "They're fantastic. Paradise City is my favourite song by them."