I sat staring at the British singer who was holding my hand. How did we ever get this far? Him being a super trendy, carrot loving, very attractive, famous British-Irish boyband leader, and me being... Isabelle Jenkins. I have no idea what made him fall for me. But here's how it started...
I slipped on my apron as I approached the cashier. I worked at Don's teh Shack. The business did quite well doing winter, but spring and fall were also good seasons. The bright red apron kept slipping from my waist, so I asked my co-worker to help tie it. There are only three workers here: Me, Avery Williams, and Mark Castor. Our boss, Mr. Vega, rarely showed up until the late hours. I sighed and grabbed an order booklet and menus. A group of five boys my age walked in. I put on a smile as I approached the table. "Hello, my name is Isabelle and I'll be your waitress today." I say, handing each of them menus. "Hi Isabelle." says one of the boys. I smile. He looks the oldest. He is wearing a striped baju and suspenders. "I'll give anda a few minit to decide what anda want..." I say, my eyes widening as my voice cracks.
As I head away I hear, "Louis! anda were checking that girl out!" My face grows red. "Shut up, Niall. anda too, Liam and Zayn! And Harry... dibs." I bang my knee on the counter as I quickly slide behind it. Louis looked over at me as the rest of the boys talked and looked out the window. He smiled as we made eye contact. I smiled shyly and turned around, preparing another customer's drink. I carried a full tray: two cups of tea, a plateful of scones, ceri, cherry tarts, and a caramel-cinnamon glazed bun. "Here anda go." I say cheerfully, gently sliding each dish to the person who ordered it. "What is wrong with you?" demands a man standing up. I bring the empty tray to my side. "What do anda mean sir?" I ask him, a little shocked sejak his reaction. "I didn't order the ceri, cherry tarts! I ordered the pic, peach tarts!" he bellows. The cafe falls silent and I'm aware of shifting gazes. I flip open my book and look at the order:
2 teas
Scones, plateful
Caramel-cinnamon glazed bun
ceri, cherry tarts
"I have that anda ordered ceri, cherry tarts." I responded hoarsely, menunjukkan him the booklet. His eyes narrow and he rips the booklet out of my hand. "Well anda made a mistake! I clearly ordered the pic, peach tarts. anda are an incompetent waiter! I want to speak to the manager." he raves. I stare at him. "The manager isn't here..." I mumbled. "Right. Now!" he yells, stepping towards me. "Excuse me sir." says a voice. I look and see the boy, Louis I believe his name is, step in front of me. "What?!" the angry man yells. His eyes widen. "Louis Tomlinson!" Louis smiles. Now my eyes widen. Louis Tomlinson... the leader of One Direction. "Sir, please calm down. Try a tart. They are delicious." He gently takes my order book from his hand and replaces it with a tart. "There anda go. Enjoy!" he says, pulling me away from him.
"Thank you." I say, as he hands me my booklet. "That was amazing." Louis shrugs. "No big deal. He sits back down at his meja, jadual and asks, "Any questions?" I smirk. "Yeah, just one." Niall shoots me a funny look. "What?" Louis asks.
"Did anda decide what anda wanted?"
I slipped on my apron as I approached the cashier. I worked at Don's teh Shack. The business did quite well doing winter, but spring and fall were also good seasons. The bright red apron kept slipping from my waist, so I asked my co-worker to help tie it. There are only three workers here: Me, Avery Williams, and Mark Castor. Our boss, Mr. Vega, rarely showed up until the late hours. I sighed and grabbed an order booklet and menus. A group of five boys my age walked in. I put on a smile as I approached the table. "Hello, my name is Isabelle and I'll be your waitress today." I say, handing each of them menus. "Hi Isabelle." says one of the boys. I smile. He looks the oldest. He is wearing a striped baju and suspenders. "I'll give anda a few minit to decide what anda want..." I say, my eyes widening as my voice cracks.
As I head away I hear, "Louis! anda were checking that girl out!" My face grows red. "Shut up, Niall. anda too, Liam and Zayn! And Harry... dibs." I bang my knee on the counter as I quickly slide behind it. Louis looked over at me as the rest of the boys talked and looked out the window. He smiled as we made eye contact. I smiled shyly and turned around, preparing another customer's drink. I carried a full tray: two cups of tea, a plateful of scones, ceri, cherry tarts, and a caramel-cinnamon glazed bun. "Here anda go." I say cheerfully, gently sliding each dish to the person who ordered it. "What is wrong with you?" demands a man standing up. I bring the empty tray to my side. "What do anda mean sir?" I ask him, a little shocked sejak his reaction. "I didn't order the ceri, cherry tarts! I ordered the pic, peach tarts!" he bellows. The cafe falls silent and I'm aware of shifting gazes. I flip open my book and look at the order:
2 teas
Scones, plateful
Caramel-cinnamon glazed bun
ceri, cherry tarts
"I have that anda ordered ceri, cherry tarts." I responded hoarsely, menunjukkan him the booklet. His eyes narrow and he rips the booklet out of my hand. "Well anda made a mistake! I clearly ordered the pic, peach tarts. anda are an incompetent waiter! I want to speak to the manager." he raves. I stare at him. "The manager isn't here..." I mumbled. "Right. Now!" he yells, stepping towards me. "Excuse me sir." says a voice. I look and see the boy, Louis I believe his name is, step in front of me. "What?!" the angry man yells. His eyes widen. "Louis Tomlinson!" Louis smiles. Now my eyes widen. Louis Tomlinson... the leader of One Direction. "Sir, please calm down. Try a tart. They are delicious." He gently takes my order book from his hand and replaces it with a tart. "There anda go. Enjoy!" he says, pulling me away from him.
"Thank you." I say, as he hands me my booklet. "That was amazing." Louis shrugs. "No big deal. He sits back down at his meja, jadual and asks, "Any questions?" I smirk. "Yeah, just one." Niall shoots me a funny look. "What?" Louis asks.
"Did anda decide what anda wanted?"
i saw angie 1 look and she started running was it that bad i thought i quickly pulled away from the Ciuman leaving the bar i texted her saying
angie <3 <3
where r u it was a drunken mistake come back
no reply
she must hate me man i messed up
i asked everyone if they have seen her they all berkata NO.
the only person i have not asked was the lead singer{A/N harry styles} i ran up the stage asking him if he had seen her he berkata no why i explained how she was my girlfriend i told him EVERYTHING. from how we met to how we perpecahan, berpecah up he started laughing what are anda laughing at i asked im laughing at anda he berkata one mistake sheesh i muttered can anda find her ok he berkata simply thank the lord
Darcy
I answered the door to find Niall, Liam, Zayn, and Louis. Liam and Niall linked my arms with theirs and Zayn and Louis covered my eyes. They walked me down the driveway to the curb. I heard a car door open and the boys let go of me. In front of me was a limo and Harry was inside.
"This was all Harry's idea," Louis said.
"Well I think it's cute," Harry and I berkata replied in unison.
Harry smiled at me but he looked embarassed. We all got in the limo and I sat seterusnya to Harry. We held hands the whole ride until we reached the entrance of the konsert venue.
"I'll see anda on the stage," I berkata and gave Harry a quick Ciuman on the cheek before getting out of the car.
"This was all Harry's idea," Louis said.
"Well I think it's cute," Harry and I berkata replied in unison.
Harry smiled at me but he looked embarassed. We all got in the limo and I sat seterusnya to Harry. We held hands the whole ride until we reached the entrance of the konsert venue.
"I'll see anda on the stage," I berkata and gave Harry a quick Ciuman on the cheek before getting out of the car.
I was invited to my teacher's daughter's graduation party. It was one of the hottest days of the summer so I had on my denim cutoffs, floral semi-frilly tank top, and my adidas sandals. The drive to the party was about 10 minit on winding dirt roads. We parked our car and walked to the tent in which the party was held. There was a DJ and about 100 guests. I knew everyone except for a couple of people from my teacher's family. There was a buffet set up, a pool, and a dance floor. No one was dancing though and the party was extremely boring. I sat down at a table, put my headphones in and began to text, tuning out the rest of the world.
