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

"Help me Louis.."

It's been one glorious week with Louis, playing house has been amazing. All my stuff is moved in, not that I had much to bring with me anyway since louis' has everything here.

We spent new year in London, we had a lovely meal at The Shard and watched the fireworks before spending the night at The Hilton.

My life right now is complete as it sit in bed waiting for Louis to bring me up my morning coffee before he goes to work.

"Here you go sexy" he hands me my hot drink and I hold it in my hands to keep warm.

"How long are you going to be at the club for?" I ask as I blow over the top.

"I'm not sure I need to catch up with whatever mess Harry has left me over Christmas and new year so maybe next week" he shrugs his jacket on.

"I'm glad you and Harry are getting on now" I smile.

"He's still a dick sometimes but me too" he nods.

"Well I'll see you at six for my shift anyway" I take a sip.

"Ah Erm- well I want to speak to you about that" he sits at the end of the bed.

"Oh right. We'll have you a spare five minutes before you leave" I place my drink down.

"Yes it won't take five minutes, I don't want you working there anymore" Louis stands up and kisses me on the forehead.

"Why?" I frown. I love that job, it's how me and Louis met how I become the confident self I am now and I love meeting new people.

"Because I said so, If you remember I'm the boss. There is no discussion about it. You're not working there anymore"

"No! I like working there. I'm not leaving!" I protest.

"I'm not having my girlfriend strut around half naked for men. Not a fucking chance. You're fired" he walks to the door and I know there is no way I can fight him on this.

"Louis-"

"No, I'll see you when I get home"

He leaves the room and I'm left laying in bed.

I pick up my coffee and drink it, I guess he has a point but I want to work. I want to earn my own money I always have done and I can't change my want to work and earn now. As frustrating as it is I guess I'll just have to look for a new job maybe I'll ask Hayley if there is one going at the restaurant.

I decide to give her a quick call since we haven't had much of a catch up since Christmas.

"Heey" I greet her as she answers the phone.

"Who is this?" A confused Hayley responds.

"It's me you idiot..Ella?" I laugh.

"Ella- Ella! My best friend who has dropped off the face of this earth. How are you?" I imagine her eyes rolling into the back of her head.

"Funny. What are you up to today? Fancy meeting up for lunch?"

"Oo yes that sounds good. Shall we meet at Brett's?" She sounds excited.

"Yes definitely half twelve?"

"It's a date" she hangs up.

I love Brett's it's our favourite small cafe, which serves the best home made sandwiches.

I rest in bed for a while before getting myself showered and dressed. I put on some light make up and wrap up warm, January is definitely the coldest it's been for years.