His Bandmate

I wake up by the loud beep from my phone. I sit up, feeling my head spin before I rub my eyes and push the cover away. I get up, still with my eyes half closed and walk into the bathroom to turn the shower on. I stand there leaning against the cold tile of the bathroom wall and feel so tired. Why am I so tired? Right, I was up to three in the morning and it's seven now. Not enough hours of sleep.

I step into the hot water and feel myself relax, it feels good to have the water running down my body, washing away everything and waking me up. I stand a little too long though and realize that I'm going to be late. I get out and dry myself fast before going back to my bedroom to find some clothes to wear. I don't have time to dry my hair so I braid it and put on some mascara before I head out the door. The fresh september air hits me as I step out of the apartment and I shiver in my jacket. It has really gotten colder this past week. I walk fast the two blocks to the cafe where I work. It used to be only a bakery but a year ago the owner decided to branch out and add a cafe part to the bakery. The business is going great, so I guess he did a good thing. Besides it's more fun now to work.

I walk in through the doors and it's thankfully slow still. I walk past the few tables we have and over to the disk. I get an irritated stare from Leanna who stands behind the cash register.

“You're late.” She complain as I come behind the disk.

“I know Lea, I'm sorry. The shower took a little too long this morning, I was so tired.” I say and smile at her, she always sounds like a mother, though she's the one who mostly gets me into trouble.

“Yeah right, I know what you were doing in there.” She say, raising her eyebrows up and down.

“What? Stop!” I say as I hit her arm. She snickers as she turn back, taking the order from the next customer. I take a muffin from the plate on the disk and sit down on the counter behind Lea. The morning rush hasn't started yet, so I can take a minute to eat my muffin so I get the energy to handle this day.

“So what did you do so late last night?” Lea ask as she comes to lean her body against the counter I'm sitting on.

“I got stuck in front of this documentary about aliens, it was so exciting that I couldn't pull myself to bed before it ended.” I said with a laugh.

“Oh god!” She groans. “You need a life.” She say before going over to fix a couple of sandwiches. I laugh. I know how pathetic I can be, but it was a pretty interesting documentary. I jump down from the counter as another customer comes up to the disk and takes his order.

“You really need to start dating again or at least sleep with someone.” Lea say as the lunch rush has slowed down. I groan at her, she's always pushing this. I haven't told her about that one-night stand that I had three weeks ago with that yummy guy form the bar. I don't know why, but I want to keep it for myself. Lea's one of my best friends and I usually tell her everything, but this felt too good to be true. I actually woke up the next morning, thinking it all had been a dream.

I woke up in my bed alone, looking a little confused around me. I thought that this was the best dream I've ever had and stood up to pull my robe around me. I walked out into the kitchen and if it weren't for the fact that my body hurt like hell, the condom wrap on the floor or my bra on the stove – I would totally have believed that it had been a dream. That was the only things making me sure that he had exited, not even a note from the guy who had left, I didn't even know his name.

It was so unlike me to bring a guy home from the club. I had never done anything like that before and can't believe that I did. Do you? Oh, I forgot. You don't know me. Let me tell you about myself. My name is Julianne, you can call me Juli. I'm twenty one years old and moved here to London a year and a half ago. I'm originally from Philadelphia, US. where I lived with my dad. I felt like I needed a change and decided to move here, don't ask me why this place – because I don't know. My dad thought I was insane, but he supported me. I found a small little apartment and this job, which at the time only was at the bakery. For some reason Isac, the owner of this little bakery, liked me and gave me a chance. Only a couple of weeks later I met Joe, my ex. I fell head over heels for him and his sexy british accent. We went out for almost a year, but it was when he told me that he loved me that I realized that I didn't love him. I probably never had. I think he was a fantasy, a british fantasy. So I ended it, which was hard and sad, he was of course heartbroken. I hate hurting people.

Lea started working with me as Isac remodeled and started the cafe, we became friends instantly and she is the one person who I can talk about anything with. Well...back to the one-night stand. I've never been that kind of girl, I've always kept to one guy and only slept with boyfriends, or potential boyfriends, but at least guys I've met several times before. Now it sounds like I've had a lot of boyfriends which I haven't. I've had three two ones. The first one was a boyfriend back in the US before I left who I were together with for about six months. He might be part of the reason why I wanted to leave.

But this guy, the nameless one from the bar, there was something special about him. I've never been so drawn to someone or felt so much lust for anyone. He was really good and it actually was a lot of fun. Which I didn't think a one-night stand would be. I thought it would be awkward and weird.

“Earth to Juli!” I hear Lea call from behind me. I turn around, realize that she's been talking to me.

“What?” I ask, feeling a little bad for not listening.

“Will you go out with him?” She asks a little impatient.

“Who?” I look at her a little uncomprehending. She sighs loud.

“You really need to tell me when you stop listening to me and go into you own world.” She complain, shaking her head. “I've got a guy who I think you would be perfect with. He's super cute, the nicest guy ever and he's single.” She say, emphasizing the and.

“And why haven't I've heard about him before?” I ask, she's introduced me to most of her friends by now, we've known each other for a year.

“Well...he's not really a friend...he's more of an acquaintance, and his been out of the country for a few months, only got back a couple of weeks ago.” She say and put a couple of mugs in the dishwasher.

“And why do you think I want to go out on a date with him? Or he with me?” I ask, jumping up to sit on the counter.

“I've already talked to him, since I met him yesterday and you will love him.” She say and smile her confident smile to me. “So please, do this for me?” She beg and I laugh at her.

“Sure, I'll go on a date with him, but if the date's bad, you're cleaning the tables for the next month.” I say and she quickly agrees.

“I promise. By the way, there's something you should know about him.” She say and now looks a little uncertain. I feel my stomach tug, what now?

“What?” I ask, feeling like she's going to say that he's got two heads or something.

“He's a little famous.” She exclaim and walk around the disk to clean a table that just got vacant. What? Why would anyone famous want to go out with me, she must have lied to him about me. I narrow my eyes at her as she comes back.

“What do you mean he's a little famous? What does he do?” I ask, feeling angry. I don't like being set up like this, where I can't decide who I want to go out with.

“He's a singer, an amazing one.” She say and lean against the disk opposite me.

“How famous?” I ask, still hesitant.

“Well...” She looks away and I see the hesitancy in the side of her face. “Pretty famous.” She say and look back at me with a secret smile. I groan at her.

“What's his name? I'll have to google him when I get home.” I say and look at her, still feeling a little irritated at her.

“His name is Harry, but his bands name is One Direction.” She say and look at me with a weird look.

“Okey.” I say and put the name in my memory bank. I've actually never heard the name of that band, but then again, that's not weird being me. I've never been good at names and music isn't something that's been a big interest for me. I listen to it, sure, and love it, yeah, but never really cared about names and such. “What?” I ask her as she's still staring at me.

“You don't know who that is?” She ask a little surprised.

“No...? Should I?” I ask, feeling a little lost.

“Yeah, unless you've been living under a rock for the last couple of years.” She laughs at me and I slap her arm as I hop down from the counter, she knows that I'm bad at this stuff. “But honestly, if you don't know who he is...maybe you shouldn't search for him. You know how much shit there is on that Internet thing.” She say and snicker. I know she's right about that, I have never been a big fan of the Internet, not that I don't use it, but I know some people are a little too attached. But could I meet him while not knowing anything about him? Well, isn't that what a blind date is? I decide that she's right. I should at least give him a chance to show me who he is before I get the medias impression of him.

As I walk home that night I pick up some food on the way. I feel nervous about this, Lea was going to give him my phone number and he would call to set a date up. I wonder if he will call. I feel a little tempted to search for his name on my computer as I get home, but I ignore it. I turn the TV on instead and watch a movie.

The very irritating part though is that I can't get that guy from the bar out of my head. I can't stop thinking about him and the hot night that we had. He had such mesmerizing eyes that pierced through me, that messy hair and that amazing body. I haven't had that before, not like that and so many times. It's insane. It bugs me that I never knew his name. I know it only was a one-night thing, but I want more of him. Argh! I need to shake him out of my mind. Maybe this Harry guy can do that for me. I hope he will call...

Notes

Now you've gotten an little introduction, what do think?
I won't update until I get a little response from you!!

Please comment, subscribe and rate!

xx.