The man on the end of the line // L.T

"You're so bossy"

Ella's POV

I come to the end of watching impractical jokers and take the last sip of my wine. It's taken me an hour to demolish a whole bottle by myself, the warm fuzzy feeling has taken over my body and I'm feeling sassy. I pick up my phone and call Louis, why? I don't know but it seems like it's something a drunk me would do. After one ring he answers, it must be dead at work.

"Ella?" He says. I can't work out his tone of voice, relief or angry.

"Louis?" I copy him. God why does wine make me do stupid stuff? It's the devils drink. Why am I even ringing him?

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing actually" I say as I lay back on my couch.

"Have you been drinking?"

Are my words that slurred?

"You're so bossy" I snigger. Some reason I like winding Louis up, it makes him sexier in a way.

"I am your boss"

"Ah yes. You know people have fantasies about fucking their boss?"

He clears his throat "Yes"

"I'm going to let you in on a little secret" I giggle "I think about you fucking me" I whisper.

I hear the sharp in take of breath.

"Oh and can I just say this whole daddy thing is a right turn on. I get it now, the daddy kink. It's kind of fucked up but sexy too. What do you think daddy?" I laugh. I'm on a roll tonight. All this wasted dirty talk on him when I could be paid for this.

"Be quiet Ella, because I'm not sure you know what kind of trouble your little mouth could get you in. I'm five minutes away so you need to sober the fuck up" he rushes down the phone.

I gulp. He's coming here? Five minutes? I panic. If I knew he was on his way I wouldn't of said any of those fucking things and would of just dealt with it when I saw him next. I sit up in my front room and look around at the mess.

"No! You can't come here. I didn't invite you" I stand up and pick up the rubbish around the room.

"I don't need an invite" he hangs up.

Holy fuck! I dart around the room clearing up, why did I ring him? Say all those stupid things.

Five minutes on the dot and he knocks at the door. I think about not answering but I guess he wouldn't go away until I let him in and it's getting late I don't want the rest of the apartment block getting pissed.

I slowly open the door only for Louis to barge in and stand in front of me.

"So you want to try Daddy Kink eh?" He smirks.

I walk off to the kitchen, I'm not in the mood for him to poke fun out of me.

"How is playing daddy going?" I say.

"Come on Ella. Where do we stand. You fucked off on the first plane out of there and don't show up at work." He walks into the kitchen with me and leans up against the counter.

I turn around to face him, his blue eyes searching for something within me "I-I just needed space. That was the last thing I thought was going to come out of your mouth! A fucking daughter?" I pour myself another glass of wine.

"..and when was I meant to tell you? Just drop it in conversation the first time we met? Plus I didn't want you to be scared off! I like you and I liked where us was going" he points between us "I was scared. Scared that I might loose you if I told you and it's clear that, that's what's happened. You've bailed on me" he turns around and rests his hands on the counter top shaking his head.