The Craze....
Heather works at The Craze, a popular bar and club down town. She's a bartender, 23 years old and living alone. One night she finds a guy outside the club hanging over a metal trash bin, and he reminds her of her brother Jo who's off fighting in the war, she helps him to a diner and ends up taking her back to her apartment."See ya tomorrow Heather." Bob called after her as he wiped down the counter. "Bye!" She pulled her jacket on and slipped her paycheck into her pocket.
Outside the air was crisp, not quite fresh-it being down town-it was clearer then inside.Heather heard someone gagging and turned to see a man hanging over one of those metal trash bins. She was about to walk away when he clutched his stomach and an image of her brother doing the exact same thing last halloween. She turned back to him and timidly walked over.
"Hey, um, here let me help you over to Bills' Diner." She said helping him up. They trudged together down the street and around the corner and into the diner, he managed to make it without hurling again.
She got him a coffee and opened his cell. She went through his contacts, and found out he was fired from his job, all the girls were ex's and no longer wanted anything to do with him, the boys he had blown off and didn't want to help him either. His family was on vacation out of the country and his best friend was in Alaska.
"I guess your alone huh? That's sad. I guess I could help you out for awhile..." She said ruffling his hair. She put down a five and helped him outside, and called a cab.
She spent the night helping him while he spewed into the toliet. Then she helped him into the bed and she slept on the couch.
(Drunk guys POV)
"Argh"I groaned as I woke up. I had the worst hang over! I rubbed my eyes. Whoa! Where the heck am I? I looked over at the bedside table, there was a glass of water and two advil. He swallowed them.
"Well good morning sunshine." a young female voice called. Startled I looked up and a young woman, practically a girl, leaning against the door frame.
(Not drunk guys POV)
"How are you feeling?" She asked coming over to feel his forehead. He answered with with questions.
"Where am I? Who are you? How'd I get here?" and then he looked under the sheets. "I'm still wearing my dirty clothes?" he asked bewildered. She laughed. "Yeah, don't worry. I have no intention of seeing you naked."
"Then what am I doing here?" He asked confused. "You can leave if you want." She offered.
He thought about it. He had no where else to go. Everyone he knew was either out of the country or mad at him. He had lost his job thus the massive drinking. He could easily over power the girl if he had to. But he was laying in her bed and he suspected she had slept on the couch, she was helping him and he had no idea why. "Why are you helping me?" "Because you remind me of my brother, and you needed help." She said simply. "I guess I'll stay, for now." He settled back into the covers and into sleep.
_________________________________________________________
_________________________________________________________
This story is only going to be short, like ten chapters or less. I get most of these ideas at night right before I got to sleep and end up writing them to the light of my ipod, I've got lots of them.
This one was really short but It's all I wanted to put in the first chapter soo there.
He woke up to the call of the wild and stumbled into the bathroom. Then he stumbled into the kitchen. She was sitting on the counter sipping a cup of tea, swinging her legs to the tune of her ipod which she had plugged into an Ihome. 'Don't Know Why' by Norah Jones.
"Hey.." He said awkwardly. "Well hello there." she said putting down her cup. "I just realised we never introduced ourselves. I'm Heather." She said putting her hand out, he shook it "Danny." He said slowly. "Well I leave for work at six, so you can just go back to sleep. All the alchohol is locked up, my stuff isn't worth much so theres nothing really to steal so just go back to sleep. I'll get you some clothes while I'm out." She said slipping on her jacket and grabbing her keys. "Bye Danny." She turned and smiled at him, "bye." he waved giving a small smile. She left.
Danny ate a poptart, then sat on the couch to watch some TV. While watching TV he fell asleep, and woke up to the sound of the door opening. Heather entered and Danny turned to see who it was. "Have you been sitting there all day?" She asked rolling her eyes playfully. "Yeah, sorry." he said. Shrugging. "Here, I got you some clothes, go take a shower, I can't wash sheets until wedsday so you get to sleep in the bed again." and with that she shoved him into the bathroom and the clothes after.
He emerged from a cloud of steam towel drying his hair. Heather was at the stove dancing to 'My Name Is Jonas' by Weezer, while cooking stirfry rice. "Hey! We're having rice for dinner, its got peas, eggs, and ham." "Great." He said smiling and sitting down at the counter. She turned off the stove and poured the rice onto two plates. She grabbed to forks from the drawer and sat down.
"So. Theres a help wanted sign down at the diner, d'you think you'd be interested in getting a job over there?" Heather said cautiously. "What your trying to get rid of me already?" He asked through a mouthful of food. "This stuff is good." He added. "Thanks. No I'm not trying to get rid of you it's just that I can barely support myself and, you can't stay here forever and money doesn't come in big loads it comes slow and builds up, might aswell build it up now." She said shrugging. "Yeah okay, I'll wait tables or something." he said shoveling more into his mouth.
The next day on her way to work Heather dropped Danny off at the diner. and picked him up again after work, he had gotten the job! They celebrated by buying some beer and cake and ice cream and inviting some of Heathers friends over. They partied!
"Fiona! Terry! Frank! Caleb! Get your butts up! Danny and I have to get work! You can't just lay there, when we get back the beer has to be in the trash or down the sink." Heather warned before closing the door and walking to work. "I have such! A bad hang over!" Heather groaned clutching her head. "Haha your be alright, come on we'll take a cab." Danny laughed and called a cab.
__________________________________________________________
__________________________________________________________
in the next one you get to meet Danny's friend =D yay!
Did you like this story? Make one of your own!

