maid in the am

19.

I'm fucking panicking. I've never been pulled over before, I have no idea what to do. What did I even do wrong? I was following the rules of the road, I swear I didn't do anything illegal. I'm interrupted by the tap on my window. I roll it down, and I look into the face of the police officer. He says, "Good evening mam, may I see your ID please?" I pull out my license and hand it to him. He looks at it for a moment, then asks me another question: "Do you know why I pulled you over tonight?" I honestly have no idea, so I say, "Honestly sir I do not, I don't think I did any form of traffic violation but correct me if I'm wrong." He looks at me and then answers, "I do not believe that you have a home in this neighborhood, and as it is a private drive you're violating the law. Your address on your license does not match any of the homes here, so I have a reasonable suspicion that you are trespassing illegally." I am literally flabbergasted. I can't believe I'm getting pulled over because of how my stupid car looks. I'm so upset, but I manage to keep my cool and explain, "I am not trespassing sir, I work for one of the residents as an on-site housekeeper and I had to run to the store to get some items he needed. The attendant at the front gate should have my name on a list of approved guests. I can walk down there with you if you'd like. I'm very sorry for the confusion." He glares at me suspiciously, and forces me to get out of the car. We walk side by side down the the booth at the gate. He confirms that I, in fact, do work for Niall and I'm allowed to be here. We walk back to my beat up old car and he lets me go on my way. I am honestly mortified. This was so embarrassing and I'm just so shaken. I mean at least I didn't get a ticket but still. If he had been a meaner cop he could've temporarily arrested me! Ugh I hate my stupid car, I should've just gotten it fixed right away and none of this would've happened. I pull into Niall's garage, grab the groceries and get out of my car. I slam the door and make my way inside. I finally break down and let my emotions show for once. I can't help but cry. These past few days have been so emotionally taxing, and it doesn't help that I'm still on my stupid period. I cry for a good 20 minutes before I clean myself up. I hate crying, it's so messy. I wipe away my makeup that has migrated all over my face, and the snot running out of one of my nostrils. My eyes are red and puffy, and my face is all splotchy but there's not much I can do about that. I'm feeling really down and depressed, and decide to do something out of the ordinary. I go into the kitchen and grab the coffee bag, I put the number in my phone and text a simple, but still sarcastic message:
You're not as smooth as you think ;)
As soon as I send it, I regret it. Luckily, I get no response. Ugh, hopefully I don't ever. Jesus Christ, I do some stupid shit when I get emotional. At least this is mostly harmless, I can just pretend I was drunk or something. I'm interrupted from my thoughts by my phone ringing, I'm dreading looking at who is calling. However, I'm pleasantly surprised to see it's Mel. I answer, and she immediately starts talking about how she's going to bail me out and how she'll be there soon she's about to leave. I interrupt her and ask, "What the hell are you talking about?!" She pauses for a moment and replies, "I saw the paparazzi pictures! They're all over social media, they say you got arrested or something coming to visit me!" I immediately put it on speakerphone and go to the internet and search the most popular celebrity drama site. I find blurry dark pictures of me taken from a distance with the police officer. The description reads:
Mel Meander's mystery friend arrested tonight! Looks like she was on her way to visit the starlet when she was thwarted by the police! Just another string of drama linked with Mel, that girl has some serious party problems!
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry Mel! I didn't mean to make you look bad at all, no I didn't get arrested he just thought I didn't belong in this neighborhood so he pulled me over for trespassing! I walked down to the gate booth and cleared it up and he let me go." I say, trying to express how sorry I truly am in my voice. Mel just starts laughing. She stops long enough to say, "Oh my god that's hilarious, it's because of your damaged car right? I don't care about bad press, everyone can suck my ass as far as I care. It's no big deal! We should hang out again tonight! I'm going out to a club, it's only like 8 right now get ready and I'll pick you up in like 45 minutes! See ya!" She hangs up before I even get a chance to protest. I guess I'm going out tonight. I go down to my room to decide what I'm wearing. I settle on just a simple, tight black dress and my peep toe bootie heels. I throw some cute layered necklaces on, and then move on to fix my face. I don't have enough time to really work on my hair so I put it in a slicked back high pony tail. I paint a new even skin onto my face, and do a pretty harsh contour. I decide on a heavy brown smoky eye, and throw some glitter on for good measure. I then put on some fake lashes, and douse myself in highlighter and setting spray. I opt for a neutral glossy lip, and look at my work on the mirror. Damn, I look hot. I have about five minutes until Mel gets here, so I throw some essentials into a clutch purse and grab my phone. Just as I'm exiting my room I get a text that she's outside. I run out to her car and we speed away. She's gone for a different look than myself, she calls it "glitter whore" and says she invented it. Either way, we both look amazing. On the way there I explain to her what all happened and how my stupid ass texted the grocery store guy. We finally roll up to the club, and we both get out. The valet takes her car, and it's amazing they don't even make us wait in the line. Mel immediately tows me to the bar, and orders us both 4 shots of tequila. She challenges me to see how fast I can get them down and she wins. We then each order a margarita and make our way to the dance floor. "Omg that guys kinda hot!" Mel yells over the music to me. I turn around subtly to see, and I'm mortified. "HOLY FUCK THATS THE GROCERY GUY!" I yell back at her laughing. We are definitely getting more drunk as the tequila makes its way through our systems, and she dares me to talk to him. "No way!" I respond, but she has already grab my arm and pulled me closer to him. "Heyyyy have you met my friend?" She asks him, and he immediately recognizes me. "Oh my god it's you! I see you're following me now" He says as he winks at me. "I'm not following you! I just came here for fun, you have nothing to do with it!" I throw back at him. "Let me go get you and your friend some drinks," he offers. Mel and I both decline because it's not safe, but offer to go with him to the bar. He insists on paying for our drinks, but that's fine because we watched them be made. We go out to the dance floor again, and he dances with me for a while. He's grinding on me, and keeps trying to get to my neck and trying to kiss me. I'm not interested in that at all so I decide to get away by running off to the bathroom with Mel. We get into the ladies room and she starts cracking up. I am laughing too though because the whole situation is pretty funny. Maybe it's the liquor though. There's something about Mel and I hanging out where we just egg each other on and do pretty stupid things. As I'm touching up my lip gloss she says, "So you pushed hot grocery guy off because...?" I respond and say, "I'm just not looking for anything right now! It's nothing personal or anything. I can't believe I even danced with him" I laugh. "Oooooooor....you're just holding out for Niall..." she gives me a suspicious but mischievous look, because I feel like she knows she's right. I blush hard, I can tell, and she just stares at me waiting for a response. "Of course not! He is a famous man and would never want me! I wouldn't even dream of it." I respond as firmly as I can in my drunk voice. "Well shit that's awkward then...Niall's gonna be here soon because I wanted to see him and Grocery Mike fight over you. I thought it would be my cheap entertainment for the night!" She bellows basically howling of laughter. I'm nervous for a second, very worried about what she did. Then I realize she's kidding though obviously, because Niall is in London so there's no way he could come to the club. "He wouldn't fight over me anyway! He'd find someone much more attractive, I mean who would say no to him!" I say shrugging her off. "That's the point dummy, no one ever does" she says knowingly, then we go back to the bar. I'm still confused as Mel orders us "Irish car bombs" in honor of Niall joining us. I play along with her joke, and chug the Guinness with a shot of mixed Irish cream and whiskey dropped in. I am starting to feel extremely intoxicated at this point and decide I need some air. Mel gets caught up at the bar talking to grocery guy, who has conveniently found us again, while I run to the door. I stumble out and almost fall down. I'm caught by a set of strong arms, and pulled back to my feet, but the hands won't let go. They have me trapped, but it's probably for the better because I'm fairly certain I'm going to pass out at any point. The person holding me smells so good, wow. There's something so familiar about the smell, then I realize why. I look up to meet the eyes of my rescuer and realize that Mel was not joking at all. Niall looks at me in disbelief, then starts to say something that I don't hear. My world slips into darkness and I feel my strength leave my body.