"Here's my number." Louis said, handing me a piece of ripped paper. He winked and walked off to a black pick up truck and got in. I shivered in disgust and continued walked down the road. Once I finally made it home, I sat down my bags and walked into my bedroom. I grabbed some fuzzy pajama pants and a tank top. I walked into my bathroom and sat down my neatly-folded clothing onto the sink. I turned on the faucet and set it to where you can take a shower. I peeled my clothing off and waited for the water to warm up. When it did, I stepped into the shower and washed my hair and body. After that, I dried off and got dressed. I brushed my hair and while I was doing that, someone knocked on the door. I sighed and walked out of bathroom and opened up the door to see the tattooed covered Louis standing there.
"Hey." He said smirking.
"How the hell do you know where I live?! Did you follow me?!" I yelled. He laughed and nodded . I glared and was about to shut the door in his face when his foot stopped it and he opened the door without any effort. I sighed.
"Now that's not nice!" He exclaimed. He opened up the door and let himself in with it even being invited.
"Excuse me, but last time I checked, you weren't invited into my house." I said in a sassy tone, trying with all my strength to get him out. He barely even moved an inch. He laughed wickedly and moved my hands away from his hard chest.
"Get out of my house!" I yelled at Louis.
"Fine. But I'll be back tomorrow, darling." He said then winked walking out.
Jesus Christ and then you'd think Starbucks would be a great place to work.
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Perfectly Dangerous
FanfictionAshley was just a normal 17 year old girl. She worked at Starbucks, she was very mature, and didn't go out partying every Friday. Then there was Louis. The guy with all the tattoos and piercings. He went out partying every Friday. Louis finds Ashley...
