Rosie's POV
I stood there, frozen, digesting the words he just said to me. "Your ours" replayed in my head, again and again.

I reached up, so our lips were inches apart. "Oh, am I?" I asked him, making sure to blow on his lips. He stiffened, than grabbed my hips, and pulled me closer to his body. I tried to my hardest not to throw up from the smell of smoke and pot mixed with cologne illuminating from his clothes. I looked up into his eyes, that were full of lust and desire. I knew from that second that he was going to try and make a move.

I smiled to myself, as I felt him swap his weight from foot to foot, and him refuse to meet my eye. I had a great idea that this was turning him on. I placed my hands on his broad shoulders, full of muscles, as my head barely reached his chest. He was much, much taller than me, so I used little force and lowered him slightly to me.

"Louis, can I tell you something?" I asked breaking his uneasiness. He peered down into my brown eyes, with his extraordinary blue ones. He leaned down making the space between our lips closer and closer.

Soon our lips, and faces, were a half an inch apart. He leaned down, ever so slightly, and tried to close the space between us. Before his lips could meet mine, I brought my knee back, and kicked it up with much force, into his groin.

He doubled over in pain to the floor, occasionally grunting. I stepped back, and walked over to El, leaving Liam dumbstruck, and Louis in pain.

"I'm no ones! Especially not yours!" I said to him and turned, my back facing them. I smiled in satisfaction that hopefully my point went across to him.

El started to laugh, as I sighed in frustration. They were only doing this to scare me. To scare me, nothing more. I shook slightly at the thought of them knowing everything about me, especially Louis. Ugh, he seems like such an ass.

"That was awesome. I've never seen anyone do that to Louis before." She said still laughing. I shook my head with a slight smile forming on my face.

"It needed to be done" I told her. Maybe it'll teach him to grow some manners. I can't stand guys with no manners, it's so disheartening. "Can you hook this?" I asked El, as I turned my back to her.

She traced my back, until she found the loose bra straps, and clasped my bra together. Louis is really something. I mean who does that? Assholes, that's who.

"For a second I really thought you were gonna kiss him. It scared the shit out of me." She remarked as we headed towards our jobs and chewed our food.

"I think he thought the same thing. And you know I would never kiss a guy I don't even know." I assured her. She giggled, causing me to join her, as we tossed our food away.

"Your a great actress" she joked. I laughed.

"I try, I try" I replied joking too. We giggled as we stopped in front of our stores. "Why was he even talking to you like that?" I asked her more seriously.

"Ugh, I can't. They hit on every girl in town. It's like some game of who they can fuck." She said. I nodded in disgust. This was really their lives? Their reputation? Their person? Why would you ever want to be like that?

"Well I better get back, but be careful" I told her, putting my hair into a bun. I smiled as El flashed one too. I guess she's contagious.

"Should I meet you at the end of your shift our will you meet me?" She asked, getting ready to begin her job again.

"Neither, I have work later too. Remember?" I told her. She nodded.

"I'll pick you later than. Text me when your done?" She asked hopefully.

"Sure" I smiled and waved as I walked back to my store.

I entered and began to unpack boxes, after boxes of clothes. I told El since she let me stay with her the least I could do was earn a little extra money for taxes and such. She refused at first, but after I got the job, she finally agreed. I now work at Forever 21 during the day and Yankee Candle during the evening. They're not the best jobs, but they get food and the apartment paid for, so it's worth it.

"Excuse me? Where are your skirts?" A teenage girl roughly around 17 asked.

I put on my best smile, despite my bitter mood, and lead her to the array of racks.

That's really how the boring day dragged on, helping people find clothing and footwear. Not very entertaining of a life. But oddly enough, I felt relief wash over me throughout the day. I hadn't received any notes since yesterday, so right now I'm praying that they were just a phrase.

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I gathered my Forever 21 uniform, and folded them neatly into my bag. I quickly smoothed my Yankee Candle uniform, and put my hair into a ponytail.

I walked out of the changing rooms, and checked out of my shift for the day. I walked slowly to Yankee Candle. I had about half an hour before my other shift started, so I decided to drop my stuff off, and look around a little to clear my mind.

I walked in and was immediately greeted by my other new boss, Jeff. "Hello Rosie!" He waved to me.

"Hi Jeff" I said back to him, placing my stuff in the cubby we get.

"Starting work off early, ehh?" He asked jokingly. I laughed.

"I was actually just dropping my stuff off. I always make sure to get to work early, but not this early!" I told him. He laughed too.

"Oh, well thanks for he heads up, enjoy your break" he said and nodded for me to head towards the door.

I smiled, and slowly walked out, sad that I couldn't smell the wonderful scent of candle aroma from the shop.

I headed towards a vending machine, and purchased a bottle of cold Gatorade. I sipped the red drink, will balancing my clutch in my other hand.

I swiftly walked past the array of stores, deciding which one to visit. I walked past Sephora, and turned on my heels. I walked up to it, and quickly thought to take a little look around. Maybe buy some makeup for El, since she loves it so much.

I walked up and down the large aisles full of makeup. It was like heaven. I love makeup, but I pretty much suck at it. Except for eyeliner, I will give myself credit for that, I'm pretty good at applying eyeliner.

I found the urban decay section, which is El's favorite, and ended up buying an eyeshadow pallet, eyeliner, and a pack of lipstick which cost $113.24. Man, makeup is getting pretty expensive.

I walked out of the store, with my bag in hand, and continued scanning the shops. As I was walked, I turned the corner to look at a brand new pair of heels, that were beautiful, with a black color, and light diamonds that gave it just enough sparkle. As I marveled at the wonderful shoes, I overheard someone in the phone.

"Yes, yes I'm here."
"No! Wait, where was she?"
"Oh, with Calder! Figures!"

I slightly gasped as I heard him say 'Calder'. Why were they talking about El? Wait..was he even talking about El? Maybe he was talking about someone else.

"In the food court? What's that Liam?"
"Ha! She really sacked Lou in the balls!"
"No, I'll find her."
"Fine, I told you I'll find where she works."
"Yea Ryan, I got the picture. She's okay. Fine she's better than okay."
"Come down Louis, have I ever failed you before?"
"Oh, so that's why you had Ni tag along?"
"Yea, yea. Oh, here comes Niall."
"Yea, yea, yea I will"
"Bye"

Liam? Louis? Picture? Everything was running through my head, a mile a minute. What do they mean they'll 'find where she works'?

I started to panic inside. Calder? Louis? Liam? Shit, it must be those twats from this morning. He has friends? Oh no, I can just imagine them now.

Wait..why am I even overthinking this? I'm not the only girl here, especially in the mall. Rosie, just calm down. Your getting paranoid over a couple of stupid notes that everyone gets.

"Let me see the picture again?" I think 'Niall' asked. Wow, not British, what kind of accent than? Oh shoot, I can't tell. Why do I even care? Just listen!

"Wow. Good find Harry." He said. Harry? That must be the guy talking on the phone! Shit, what do they want?

"Got the plan? Remember who Lou wants right? Rosie Flynn." 'Harry' said.

All the color drained from my face. The beautiful shoes no longer stood out to me. The only words I could comprehend were 'Remember: Rosie Flynn'. Oh Lord, please no.

Why me? No no no. Why me? I began to tremble in fear. How did they know about me? How did they know my name? How did they any single thing about me?

I started to freak out inside. My head was pounding from all my thoughts, and my newly purchased bag was shaking from my hands in terror. I kept my head down and started to walk to work, not caring if I was too early or not.

I hastily pulled out my phone, seeing several messages from El:

Are you okay love?
What time does your shift start and what store?
What time does your shift end, and where should we meet?

I stared at the messages a couple of times. El knew my hours, and where I worked. And she never called me love. What? What is going on here? This was supposed to be my knew life why was it becoming hell?

I decided on calling El, instead of returning all of her texts. I sat down on a bench by the glorious, huge fountain, that immensely relaxed my nerves. I don't know, I guess water always calmed me, I find it soothing and beautiful.

I rang three times and she never picked up. I decided to call her house phone. It rang numeral times, before she answered on the last ring.

"Hello?"

"Hey El."

"Oh hey Rose, what's up? Can't stand the smell of all those candles? Wait your shift doesn't start for another 10 minutes! What do ya need? I'm just cooking dinner for when you get hom-"

I cut her silly rambling off before she got out of control with it. Trust me, this isn't new with El.

"That's why I called..why do you need to know my shift hours? And where I work? It seems like you know already."

"Wait..What are you talking about?"

"Those texts you sent me. They said you wanted to know my hours and job"

"Oh no, Rose, I'll be there in 10."

"Why?!"

"I think Louis stole my phone earlier."

"What! Why would he do that?!"

" I don't know..let me just get ther and then we'll sort everything out. Just stay where you are. You're by the fountain aren't you?

"Yes, how'd you know?"

"I can hear it in the backround..anyway just stay there!"

With that she hung up, and I glanced over my shoulder in both directions. A full head of dirty blonde hair sat next to me.

"Lovely night isn't it?" He asked. He wasn't British either. He sound almost..Irish? He had a familiar accent- the accent like the guy before. Than it hit me, like when you throw a rock so hard at someone it leaves a bruise. He's one of the guys that was supposed to 'remember: Rosie Flynn'.

Oh Lord, what have you gotten me into?

Notes

Hey guys!



What do you think the guy next to her will do?
Why do think she hasn't gotten any notes lately?
Why does El think Louis took her phone?

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