WARNING : MATURE CONTENT
Gianna
Harry...
That's all I could think about. After the day was over Louis handed me a piece of paper with Harry's information on it. Now I'm sitting at the cash register getting ready to dial the number written down. I wouldn't usually hire people like this but we're already short staffed so I don't really have much of a choice.
The phone only rang a few times before someone picked up. Well that's a good sign. "Hello" someone, who I'm guessing but hoping is not Harry, speaks coldly into the phone. My hopes of this going smoothly are disappearing as the seconds go by. "Hi! My name is Gianna, I'm the manager of the hot topic in Park Place Mall. Louis told me you're a friend of his and that you're looking for a job." I said using my best sounding professional voice. "Oh right. Um yeah. Do we need to set up an interview or something." He asked halfheartedly. "Yes actually! When would be a good time for you?" I said enthusiastically. "Doesn't really matter." "Um ok. Can you do tomorrow at noon?" I asked. "Sure why not." He said almost sarcastically, or maybe he did say it sarcastically, I don't really know and at this point I don't really care. I just need to fill this position and if I wasn't this desperate I probably would've hung up the call as soon as he spoke. I really don't need another bitch like Kayla around. "Ok! See you then Harry." I told him about to hang up but of course, he beat me to it.
I don't understand why he was so cold. It's like he doesn't even want this job. But based off of Louis he really needs it. Fuck I don't know im to tired for this. I just need to go home and relax. Harry seems like he's gonna be a lot to handle tomorrow and I'm gonna need all the energy I can get.
As soon as I walk in the door to my apartment I go to my room. I plop down on my bed and loud out an exaggerated groan. I shift from my stomach to my back when munchkin jumps on the bed so I can cuddle him and hopefully fall asleep. Just as I'm about to drift to sleep my phone rings.
"Jesus fucking Christ." I say to myself right before I pick up the phone. "Hello" I say when I answer. "Hey baby. I was just thinking about the last time we were together and realized how long it's been." Fuck it was Madison. She's sort of a fuck buddy. Well she is a fuck buddy let's just put it that way. I knew what she wanted but I was so fucking tired. Also at the same time I wouldn't mind a good fuck right now and god the things that girl could do with her ton-"Hello!?" Madison said annoyed. "Oh yeah fuck sorry. Um do you wanna come over or should I go to you." I asked her. "Oh babe I'm already on the way." Damn she must really be ready. "Shit ok see you soon." I said and immediately hang up the phone.
Not even 10 minutes later there's a knock on my door. I get out of bed and walk to the door but the knocks just keep getting louder and more urgent. "IM COMING JESUS FUCK" I yell so she can hear through the door.
I open the door getting ready to say something but she barely lets me breathe before she grabs her face and slams her lips into mine.
I'm completely caught off guard so I just stand there for a second before I put my hands on her waist and start moving my lips insync with hers.
I close the door and push her against it but she doesn't like that. She turns us around so I'm the one against the door and grinds her hips into mine. When she does that I let out a quiet moan and she uses that opportunity to slide her tongue into my mouth. I don't even try to fight for dominance because she's made it clear she's in charge tonight. Not that I mind.
She starts to leave kisses down my jaw and neck. She stops once she gets to a certain spot behind my ear and sucks. "Fuck" I moan. She nibbles the spot a little then uses her tongue to soothe it. I find myself not even caring about the possibility of her leaving a mark because it just feels too good. Madison was right when she said it's been awhile.
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Room 34B
Fanfiction"What. The. Actual. Fuck." "You weren't supposed to ever see this" A story that starts good and ends good is never a good story. Trauma makes story's good, no matter how terrible that sounds. And this, is a good story.