"She fired me!" I pace back and forth. "I can't believe she fucking fired me".
My mind still hasn't fully processed that fact that I just got fired and I pay most of the rent in my shared apartment.
"At least you won't have nightmares about fried chicken now" Ashton shrugs and I glare at him.
I had met Ashton working at kfc and we became such good friends that we moved in together as roommates. A month into moving in with him, he quit working from kfc and is now working in some movie store.
"Ashton I pay most of our rent! Is your pay check going to cover our rent for this month" he frowns looking down "I thought so".
I sit on the couch next to him. "What are we going to do?" I bury my face in my hands.
"Wait" he stands up on the couch "a buddy of mine is hiring at his bar".
"A bar?" He nods.
"Yea like bartenders and stuff" he smiles proud at his idea for my working situation.
"Alright, I'll stop by this place tomorrow and talk to your friend" I pull out my planner from my bag to jolt down the events for tomorrow.
"Actually I'll go with you, you know to put in a good word for you" he stutters.
"Alright it's settled" I say finishing up my writing.
"I'd say this calls for some victory pizza" he starts to take out his phone and dial pizza hut.
I laugh and walk to my room to change out of my uniform. I slip in one of Ashtons sweat pants and pull on a random shirt that was on the ground. Picking up my uniform I walk toward the trash can in the kitchen.
"WAIT" Ashton yells me "we have to get rid of this the correct way"
I give him a confused face.
"We need to burn the crap out of it" he breaks into an evil smirk.
I walk away rolling my eyes "do whatever you want with it I don't care I just want to eat my pizza and go to bed".
"Aw come on don't be a party pooper, I already called the guys over" he pouts.
"Why would you call the guys over?" I pull my hair into a messy bun.
"Because we need to celebrate"
"Celebrate that I got fired?" I raise a brow at him.
"Yes! That job was crappy anyways. You should have quit when I did" he looks through the kitchen drawers for a lighter i can only guess.
The front door burst open inviting Calum, Michael, and Niall into our home.
"You guys should really lock that door" Niall says falling into the couch next to Michael and Calum who have already made their asses comfortable.
"Nice outfit Lianet" Calum chuckles and I flick him off.
"Congrats on the upgrade with your job" Michael says while flipping through my Victoria secret magazine.
WHAT! Getting fired is not an upgrade!
I storm toward him, snatching the magazine out of his hand and beat him with it.
"Getting. Fired. Fucking. Sucks. You. Asshole" I huff each word in between my assault. Niall and Calum seem to be dying of laughter.
"Abuse! Abuse!" He tries to block my hits but fails miserably "Calum help me"
"Nah man I'm good, it seems like someones on their monthly gift" he laughs and I smack his arm "Ow" he pouts.
"I found the lighter" Ashton enters the living room oblivious to the beatings going on.
"Welp guys enjoy burning my uniforms, I'm going to wait for my pizza and go to bed" I start to walk toward my room.
"Actually it's my pizza that I'm buying with my own money" I turn to glare at Ashton "and you're coming with us whether you like it or not" he smirks.
I cross my arms in front of my chest "oh really you and what army" on cue Michael, Calum, and Niall appear behind him and next thing I know I'm over Nialls shoulder being taken to the roof to sacrifice my old and now useless uniforms.
New story line. :)
