There's absolutely nothing to do. I'm gonna go mad if I don't do anything any time soon. It has been a week and I've not moved from my bed. Well of course I walked Eve three times a day and gave her food but otherwise nothing.
I got fired from work 'cause I spilled coffee on some important person. It was an accident I swear. I didn't even know who he was. Anyway now that I have no income and absolutely nothing to do I am gunna go crazy.
That wasn't really a reason to fire me now, was it? It sucks ass.
Just as I was about to rant to Eve one more time about how unfair life is, I heard a knock on my door.
Frustrated I get out of bed and pull on some sweatpants and a hoodie. I stumble towards the front door. The knocking getting louder with every step I take.
Without thinking much I open the door. Hoping it's the pizza I ordered a little earlier.
It wasn't.
"Hello, love." The now familiar British accent said.
Oh, it's Harry. What could he want? He has a slightly too big bag with him to just visit.
"Hey, Harry. Come on in." I smile at him and open the door wider.
Eve comes running at Harry. They get along really well. Surprisingly well. The curly one bends down to greet the doggie with straight fur.
"So, why are you here?" I ask after he has taken his jacket off and stopped petting Eve.
"Well, to be honest I really need a place I could stay the night at. To get away from management and stuff. I would go to a hotel but they'd track down my card payments." Harry confesses.
Well, I get it. His management doesn't seem very lovely but why me. I am sure he has loads of friends who probably have larger and fancier houses than mine. Not that I mind him being here. No, I actually kinda like having company.
"You can stay here. I don't mind. Just I have no food or anything 'cause someone just got fired. Though, I did order a pizza that should be here any minute now." I laugh it off and look at him.
He looked so confused "why did you get fired?"
I told him everything that happened, but he just shook his head and told me not to worry about anything.
He looks so tired and seems like he has cried. His eyes are red and puffy. I won't ask him about it yet. Hopefully he will tell me himself when he's ready.
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sad guy | Harry Styles
FanfictionI finish wiping the counter just as a guy steps in. He has a hood pulled over his head and he has sunglasses on. Creepy. "Hello, sir. How can I help you?" I ask the the tall man standing in front of me. Only a small counter between us. He looks up...
