Asshole

I was kicked out of home on my eighteenth birthday, with nothing but the clothes I was wearing. My parents didn't like the idea of me making my own choices and becoming a bodyguard; they wanted me to work for them, and become a lawyer. I haven't spoken to my parents since.
One year later, I'm going for a job interview to be some famous person's bodyguard, who happens to be Louis Tomlinson.
We are always arguing and annoying each other but we have to learn to get along as we don't want anyone getting hurt; or worse, killed.


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4. Chapter Three

Chapter Three: Bitch ate all the pizza

 

“You call that food?” I ask, scrunching my nose as I look down at the brown gloop Louis calls food.

“Yes, It’s delicious.” He says, not very confidently.

I spent the day annoying Louis, looking around my new home and unpacking my clothes for my new room, which is very nice, by the way. It’s basically the same as Louis’, except a bit smaller and much cleaner.

Now, we are seated at the dining table contemplating weather we should take the risk and eat the food or just starve.

I’m not sure which one is worse.

I shake my head, taking my eyes off the ‘food’. What even is it? Poo?

“I’m cooking tomorrow.” I tell Louis who doesn’t argue with me.

“Fine by me, just don’t poison my food.”

Being brave, I decide to try the poo. I take a small spoonful and bring it up to my mouth as Louis watches in horror. Even he isn’t game enough to eat it.

I cringe and quickly stuff it in my mouth, instantly regretting it.

I think I’m going to throw up.

It tastes like a dead horse just pooped, farted, died and is slowly rotting away in my mouth. I swallow the substance, skipping the whole ‘chewing’ part.

I take a sip of the water sitting in front of me and am glad when there is absolutely no trace of the food in my mouth.

I look across the table at a very pale Louis and smile sweetly, “You should probably order some pizza before I tie you to a chai a force feed you this crap.” He doesn’t hesitate, standing up quickly and knocking his chair over, rushing out to call the pizza guy.

I sit at the table for a few minutes before getting bored.

Deciding the pizza will be about half an hour since we live fairly far out of the city, I walk up stairs and get changed into some clothes to workout in. I find a sports bra and a pair of BONDS shorts that seem comfy enough to work in.

The first thing I do is lifting some weights. I then proceed to do push ups, chin ups, sit-ups, lunges, planks, and afterwards some boxing.

While I’m beating the life out of the boxing bag, the noise of a door slamming echoes in the room. I stop what I’m doing to turn to Louis, who is shamelessly checking me out.

“Take a picture it will last longer.” I smirk, getting his attention.

He ignores my comment and says, “Pizza’s guy will be here soon.” And with that he walks out of the room.

I shrug my shoulders and take the boxing gloves off so I could have a shower.

 

“Louis! Why didn’t you tell me the pizza was here?!” I yell, throwing the empty pizza box at him, but I miss because he ducks.

Lucky bugger.

 “I told you the guy would be here soon!”

I glare at the boy, ready to say something along the lines of, ‘is that a fat roll I see?’ or ‘You shouldn’t eat a whole pizza Louis, you’ve put on weight since yesterday,’ but the door bell rings before I even open my mouth.

I stomp my foot childishly and groan, “Who on earth would visit us at eight thirty?”

Louis and I take our time walking to the door, tripping each other on the way. After straightening his clothes, Louis pushes me to the side out of view and opens the door.

“Hey mate, we heard you finally got a bodyguard.” A deep voice says.

“Yeah, we wanted to meet him!” an Irish one pipes up, excitedly. Oh okay, it’s his band mates and best friends.

“Far out, couldn’t you guys have come tomorrow?” Louis groans, rudely.

I don’t know what fired me up, weather it be that the Irish one –Niall?- called me a him, Louis was being rude to his best friends or it could have been both, but I stepped in the doorway so they could see me and snapped.

“His bodyguard is actually a her.” I poke blondie in the chest, and then turn to glare at Louis, “and that is not how you should treat your best friends!” I slap him.

I’m about to walk away but I stop, remembering one thing. I turn on my heels and slap Louis again.

He gasps, bringing his hand up to cup his now red cheek. “What was that one for?” He asks in disbelief.

I narrow my eyes at him, “Bitch ate all the pizza.” And then I storm off, hearing roars of laughter behind me.

 

“I don’t believe we have introduced ourselves.”

I take my eyes off the TV and look to my left where four boys are stood watching me watch the television. How interesting.

“Introduce then!” I wave my hand, “I don’t know which one is which anyway.” I mumble, and they laugh.

After all of them introducing me except one, so I figure it out myself who they are. “And I’m-“

“Harry. I know.” I cut the green-eyed boy off. He’s much taller in person too, by the way. They stay silent, not saying a word only standing in a semi circle rocking back and forth.

I check the time on the clock on the wall. “Shouldn’t you guys get going? I mean, it is like eleven at night.” I say, rudely. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that but it did. Well, no backing down now.

They look shocked for a brief moment before one of them chuckles, “Sweetheart, we are neighbours. There are gates in our backyards, letting us have access to your house whenever we want.” Says Zayn.

“Don’t sweetheart me!” I snap, before quieting my voice. “I’m so going to use that to my advantage.” I say under my breath, not wanting them to hear, which they don’t.

I jumped up from the couch, “Anyway! I’m tired, so you guys leave when you want!” I lie, because we all know I’m not going to sleep.

 

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