Chapter 11: Dinner Plans (Taylor’s P.O.V.)

Ann was in a rather good mood when she got home from work today. I hadn’t gotten a chance to ask her why yet though. She had barely made it through the front door when Michele called her. Michele is one of our friends back home, but she’s closer to Ann.

Right now, I could faintly hear Ann laughing from her place on her bed. I just flipped through the TV in the living room, trying to find something to watch while I finished my homework. It would be impossible for me to get anything done if I didn’t drowned Ann out. Finally I decided to stop at the Food Network, which was never a good idea. It just made me really hungry.

“This isn’t getting anywhere,” I mumbled in dismay to myself. I sighed as I closed my Psychology book.

Then my phone began to buzz. I looked down at it, seeing a name I didn’t want on the caller ID. I answered with an attitude, “What?”

“Is that how you speak to your employer, Taylor?” his voice came from the speaker. “I thought we had a discussion about this.”

“Doesn’t mean I listen now does it?” I know I was pushing it, but Carson just got on my last nerve.

“Anyway,” he started, “I was calling to say that I wanted to apologize for my attitude toward you the other night. It was wrong of me to get you all riled up like that. It would be my honor if you would meet me so I could apologize more formally…dinner maybe?”

I could feel my jaw hit the floor. Carson just asked me out for dinner to say sorry for being a dick to me.

“You’re out of your mind if you think I’ll go anywhere with you,” I spat into my phone as I stood to my feet and began to walk the room.

He just sighed, “Too bad I’ve already made the reservations. Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to make Ann come in your place.”

I could hear the smirk developing on his face as he spoke. I hate this bastard. I listened to Ann laughing with Michele in the other room.

I gritted my teeth, “What time?”

“That’s a good girl,” he smiled. “Meet me at your usual spot at nine. Since it’s your night off, just tell Ann that I wanted to talk to you. I wouldn’t want her getting jealous now, would we?”

I bit my tongue hard as I willed myself not to call Carson every profound word that I could think of or make up, “Whatever.”

“See you at nine sweetie.”

Just like that, the line went dead. I threw my phone at the couch, my blood boiling. I hated how he knew exactly how to back me into a corner. All he had to do was mention Ann and I was ready to do what he said. I ground my teeth as I plopped down on the couch, my head going to rest in my hands. I peeked through my fingers at my phone. The screen was still lit up. It’s was almost two, I needed to be getting ready for work.

I forced myself to my feet, walking into my room. In no time, I was ready and mindlessly heading for the front door. I briefly stopped at the refrigerator to scribble a note on small dry-erase board for Ann.

Going to work. Have to meet Carson after. On your own for food, don’t leave a mess for me.
-Tay

I walked down to my car and before I knew it, I was park outside work. I walked in, punching my card before walking up to the counter. I set my card next to Janet’s, seeing as she had gotten there a few minutes before.

“Hey!” Janet smiled at me as I leaned on the counter. “Someone out too late last night with that hottie?”

I rolled my eyes at her as I shook my head, “No, Jan. Just not feeling work today.”

“Oh well poop,” she stuck out her lower lip. “I was hoping for some juicy details.”

I just continued to lean on the counter as she pouted. Janet was convinced that the guy from yesterday was totally into me, though I don’t think she noticed who he was.

She finally changed the subject and started to talk about her festive evening with her girlfriend. People really couldn’t tell that she swung that way, unless you were around her a lot, like me. I have no problem with this, I mean she doesn’t like me, but she loves to try and hook me up. They had gone out to a movie and had dinner by candlelight. They were both hopeless romantics.

“I mean, we were starting to get all over each other,” she rambled on. “That was when we headed up to –“

She was cut off by the phone ringing. I sighed in relief as Janet turned to answer it. It was nothing against her, I just could take only so much detail into her sex life.

“Oh hello,” Janet smirked into the phone. I got a bad feeling about this.

“One second,” she said as she covered the receiver. “Taylor, it’s for you.”

I raised an eyebrow at her as I walked the few steps to the phone. I took the receiver from her and placed it up to my ear, “Hello.”

“Hi,” a male voice replied back. His voice sounded nervous, but I could still tell who it was.

“What can I do for you?” I asked. I didn’t want to be rude to him, but I also didn’t want to be too casual either.

“I was wanting to talk to you,” he said. “I was hoping that you would reconsider my offer for lunch…”

I could hear how nervous he was in his voice. Why would Harry Styles be nervous while asking me out? It didn’t make any sense; unless Ann was right. No that wasn’t possible, it couldn’t happen.

“Look Harry,” there is a sorrow in my voice. “Thank you for the offer but I don’t think I can. I’m sorry.”

“I was just hoping that you would think about it,” he responded. “You don’t have to give me an answer right now.”

“I’m sorry Harry,” I mumbled into the receiver before I returned it to its place with the phone. I turned back around to head to the counter, Janet standing there in wonder. I stopped and looked at her, “What?”

“You could give the guy a chance,” she said. “At least meet up with him once.”

I shook my head at her, “It’s not like it would work.”

“You don’t know that,” she replied. “He could be your one.”

“I doubt that,” I muttered as my eyes landed on the clock. It was time for me to clock out.

I turned and headed for the back, “I’ll see you later Jan.”

“Bye…” she mumbled before I was out the door.

I really shouldn’t have left that abruptly but I was getting a little agitated. It wasn’t Janet’s fault. She may even be right. I did want to meet up with Harry at some point, I think it would be nice to get to know him. I just didn’t have that luxury right now. I was in too deep in the dark side of this town to get involved with anyone, let only Harry Styles.

‘Get ahold of yourself,’ I shook myself back to reality.

I needed to get back on task. I had to meet up with Carson. I really hated that man, hated him more than I think is possible. I wished that he would just disappear or die or something.

“Hello Taylor.”

I snapped out of my trance and looked at who was now standing in front of me. Speak of the dick, or devil.

“Carson.”

He shook his head at me, “Still holding an attitude against me. I’m afraid something is going to have to be done about that.”

As he said that, some of his goons walked out of the shadows and grabbed me.

“Let go of me!” I shouted at them as they drug me into an alleyway.

Carson walked after us, “Let’s fix that attitude problem now.”

Notes

Here you go guys. I am so sorry for the late update. I hope you all enjoy and I would love to hear what you all think of it. Later, Kiki