The Music Store


3. Chapter Two

Louis' P.O.V.

I groaned.

I was met by a pair of ugly eyes.

"Speak of the devil"

"Hi Lou-Lou! How was your day? Mine was horrible, since you weren't in it." He said, while winking.

"I think there's something in your left eye, because it's blinking an awful lot."

He threw his head back in laughter.

"What a funny one you are!" 

Rolling my eyes, I asked him,"What do you want Nicholas?"

"I want you." He purred.

I threw my best disgusted look at him, and started walking away.


"OOH, NICK!" He mocked.

"OH, YES! HARDER!" He yelled, gaining attention from the other customers.

"My god" I muttered to myself as I walked to the back room. You could still hear him mocking me from afar, and tears pricked my eyes as I realized that I had sex with that jerk. How pathetic. I hadn't realized that I had been full on crying until I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Are you okay?" It was Liam. I nodded, and heard the little bell ring once more.

"Why don't you take the rest of the day off?" Li said.

"What?! Are you MAD?!"

"No, it's just that you seemed really down, and I thought that you should at least have some alone time."

"Dawww! Thanks Li-Li!" I replied and gave him a sloppy kiss on the cheek. You could see my spit lingering there. Whoops, sorry-not sorry. I thanked him one last time, grabbed my stuff and headed for the door.

When I got home to my apartment building, I saw a car in my parking space. I was shocked, because that was my parking space. Everybody knows that. Well, except for this person. I parked my car in the space that was closest to this one, and marched up to talk to Rita, the landlord.

"Rita, my sweet?"

"What" She spat. Rude.

"Somebody has parked in my space, an I would like you to kindly tell them to shove off."

"Oh, boo-hoo. You think that's bad? Well, some guy spilled my coffee all over me, some animal shit up in the front, Mrs. Stevens won't pay part of the rent, and I am definitely not in the mood to talk about your little problems!" She sneered.

"But-but, I've been parking there since foreverrrr!" I whined, stretching out the 'R'.

"Yeah, and I've been working here forever."

"UUGGGGGHHH" I groaned. Yeah, I might seem whiny, but it's my parking space, and it's perfect! 

"Whatever, Rita. See 'ya later"

As I sprinted up the stairs to my room, I bumped into something really hard and almost fell backwards down the steps. 

Luckily, the thing/person grabbed my arm before I could have my "little" tumble. 

 "Oops!" the person said. I froze. I would've known that voice anywhere.


WHAT-HO! How was le chappy? Who do you think Mr.Oops is? Also, if this story is complete SHIT, then be honest and tell me!!

~Pheap xx

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