It was the next day and I was up at 5:00am (reluctantly), getting ready for work. God, I hate Mondays. But even though I went to sleep late and I now feel like a zombie, at least I haven't gotta hangover, like a lot of those other poor buggers. Especially Danny, I can only imagine how he's feeling and looking right now. To be honest with that pale skin of his I bet he looks half dead. I wonder when he'll text me or if he'll even text me, he probably won't Kate just except it. Lets be honest Katie luv your hardly an oil painting, so don't get your hopes up. But who cares if he doesn't text me anyway, I love my curves and I'm not gonna get rid of them for no man, honey!
As I dragged myself to the shower, I heard my phone go off but I couldn't be bothered to pick it up so I just carried on taking my clothes off I turned to look at my naked body in the mirror Well Katie at least you got good a bum, I thought to myself and with that I spanked myself and hopped into the shower.
When I got out of the shower I sprinted into the bedroom, to dry myself off so I could get dressed quickly. Its so bloody cold when you come out of the shower and plus I'm running late for work now. After I dried and brushed my thick hair thoroughly, I grabbed my keys, left the hotel and jumped in my car.
''Shit, my phone'' I shouted. I swiftly paced into the hotel, to my room, trying my best not to draw attention to myself, as soon as I was in my room I grabbed my phone and placed it in my pocket. I looked at my watch to see it was now 6:10am. I needed to be in work for half past and with the London traffic it takes me a good 30 minutes. Oh screw it! I ran hell-for-leather down the stairs, I was nearly at the bottom when I tripped on the second to last step and somehow did a front flip over and was now face down on the floor. You have got to be kidding me, like a hundred people have just seen me fall over in one of the least dignified ways possible, I thought to myself. I don't know why I haven't got a boyfriend, I added sarcastically. Right, Katie you need to get up NOW! But before I could move, a warm hand held on to my arm.
''D'ya wants some help there, sweets?'' asked the tall figure hovering over me. I immediately looked up to see my worse nightmare ''Oh you have got to be kidding me, DANNY! What are you doing here?'' I barked, picking myself up off the floor promptly. ''I asked Amber which hotel you were staying at, so I thought it would be alright if I came to give you a visit'' uttered Danny ''Are you ok?'' he added I brushed myself off with my hands and stood up straight ''yeah, I'm fine...'' I mumbled ''You could'a give me some warning luv'' I continued to try and change the subject from my embarrassing incident, minutes before ''Well I did text you'' said Danny I abruptly took out my phone from my pocket and looked to see his text. ''Well look I've got to go, I'm seriously late for work'' I muttered to him while walking swiftly away. I really just wanted to get away from this situation right now. Wait, is that receptionist grinning at me, bitch please, like it hasn't happened to us all....right? ''Well have you gotta lunch break today?'' he asked ''Not now I haven't, look I've gotta go, bye'' I shouted to him, as I heading out the door.
I was finally in my car, oh my god, what just happened? I kind of feel bad that I brushed Dan off like that but I was too mortified to stay and chat to him when he's just seen this elephant fall down two steps. Well all I can do know is just drive to work and hope I don't get shouted at...which no doubt I will. Every time that matron lectures me on time keeping I just feel like telling her where to shove her job, I mean at the end of the day I've been transferred here because their short on staff, I'm not even working as a midwife there. I have to bloody work as just a nurse, instead because that's where they need the help the most.
When I got to the hospital I searched for a parking space and finally parked my mini cooper. Great, another day of lectures, cleaning up shit and elderly patients telling me how to do my job, I depressingly thought to myself.
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Love can be a Funny Thing... (A Danny O'Donoghue fanfiction)Fanfiction
In this SEXY, FUN and ROMANTIC COMEDY, Katie Lipson, a funny, crazy 24 year old girl, meets a Mr Danny O'Donoghue on a night out. He can't stop gorping at her and she can't figure out if he's flirting or not, will they both end up in a loving relati...