Chapter 3
Ariana's POV
The next day, I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing and ringing.
"Hello?" I asked, sleepily.
"Ms. Mortin?" A strange voice asked.
"Yes?" I asked.
"I'm Mary, from Bordeaux Designs." The voice said.
"Oh, hello!" I said, trying to play it as casual as possible while jolting up in bed.
"Ms. Bordeaux liked your resume. Since you're an intern, you won't be needing an interview. You got the internship, please be here by 8:00am this Thursday. Thank you," Mary said and hung up. Wait, what? I'm still taking this all in as I add the date to my calendar. I look over and see it's almost noon. What? That's the latest I've ever slept in my... oh wait. I'm in England. And I'm still not used to the time change. I quickly make myself look somewhat presentable and walk downstairs to the kitchen.
I see on the counter there's a plate with bacon and eggs and some toast with a piece of paper next to it labeled, 'Ariana'.
"Morning." Louis said and I whipped around.
"Shit, you scared me." I said, taking my breakfast and putting it in the microwave.
"Watch your language missy. Where have you been this whole morning?" he asked.
"Still not used to the time change. I'm from New York." I said.
"Right." He said. I pulled the brunch out of the beeping microwave, and plunked down on the white couch next to him.
"Whatcha doing?" I asked.
"Texting the guys and Eleanor." He said.
"About what?" I asked.
"Nothing, little miss nosy!" He said.
"Sorry." I said, eating my eggs.
"Only kidding. Harry and Niall are out getting groceries and Zayn and Liam are working downstairs with Paul." He said.
"What's downstairs?" I asked.
"The recording studio. Not the real one, just a little quiet one with a small workspace to the side. The big official one is a few minutes away." He said and I nodded.
"So yesterday... I heard you talking to a um... Alex?" Louis asked.
"Oh yeah... Alex. My boyfriend." I said.
"I see, and he's coming to visit?" He asked.
"Probably. I told him not to but... it's complicated." I said.
"Oh. He sounds kind of rude." Louis laughed.
"Yeah..." I said, sighing.
"What?" Louis asked.
"He kinda is rude." I said.
"Care to explain?" Louis said.
"Can I trust you?" I asked.
"Ariana, I hugged you when I first met you. And spun you around. I think you can trust me." He said.
"Okay," I laughed. "Alex an I have been dating for a few months." I said, and told Louis everything. About how he was nice at first, and then things went downhill. But I'm sort of afraid to lose him.
"Has he hurt you?" Louis asked.
"No." I said.
"Okay, good as long as he hasn't hurt you." Louis said, hugging me.
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closer // harry styles
RandomWhen Ariana Mortin's dad dies from bad habits, where will she go? She finds out she has a long lost Uncle, named Paul Higgins, who is currently living in England. She sadly packs up and moves there, only to find she's moving in with five boys known...
