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 tapis as I approached the cashier. I worked at Don's tsaa Shack. The business did quite well doing winter, but spring and fall were also good seasons. The bright red tapis 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 sando and suspenders. "I'll give you a few minutos to decide what you want..." I say, my eyes widening as my voice cracks.
As I head away I hear, "Louis! You were checking that girl out!" My face grows red. "Shut up, Niall. You 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, seresa tarts, and a caramel-cinnamon glazed bun. "Here you 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 you mean sir?" I ask him, a little shocked sa pamamagitan ng his reaction. "I didn't order the seresa tarts! I ordered the melokoton 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
seresa tarts
"I have that you ordered seresa tarts." I responded hoarsely, ipinapakita him the booklet. His eyes narrow and he rips the booklet out of my hand. "Well you made a mistake! I clearly ordered the melokoton tarts. You 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 you 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 mesa and asks, "Any questions?" I smirk. "Yeah, just one." Niall shoots me a funny look. "What?" Louis asks.
"Did you decide what you wanted?"
I slipped on my tapis as I approached the cashier. I worked at Don's tsaa Shack. The business did quite well doing winter, but spring and fall were also good seasons. The bright red tapis 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 sando and suspenders. "I'll give you a few minutos to decide what you want..." I say, my eyes widening as my voice cracks.
As I head away I hear, "Louis! You were checking that girl out!" My face grows red. "Shut up, Niall. You 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, seresa tarts, and a caramel-cinnamon glazed bun. "Here you 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 you mean sir?" I ask him, a little shocked sa pamamagitan ng his reaction. "I didn't order the seresa tarts! I ordered the melokoton 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
seresa tarts
"I have that you ordered seresa tarts." I responded hoarsely, ipinapakita him the booklet. His eyes narrow and he rips the booklet out of my hand. "Well you made a mistake! I clearly ordered the melokoton tarts. You 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 you 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 mesa and asks, "Any questions?" I smirk. "Yeah, just one." Niall shoots me a funny look. "What?" Louis asks.
"Did you decide what you wanted?"
You were walking to your class while on the phone. You were totally engrossed in it that you didn't see someone bump into you until you both fell down. Your phone fell away and you, annoyed, started to pick up your books.
"I'm so sorry, my mind was somewhere else so I didn't see you coming." A boy's voice said. You looked up to see your crush, Harry Styles also picking up his books. You felt your annoyance going away as you said, "Um..never mind. My mind was somewhere else too. Sorry."
"No need to be sorry, love." He said, flashing you a smile. "I'm Harry, sa pamamagitan ng the way."
"I'm Y/N,"
"Here's your phone." He sinabi handing you your phone. "Thanks. Is this your book?" You ask him, handing him a Physics book.
"Oh, yes, thanks." He smiles again. You just smile and stand there with him for a minuto before he says, "Wanna go grab a coffee?" And winks at you.
WRITTEN sa pamamagitan ng ME PLEASE DONT COPY.
"I'm so sorry, my mind was somewhere else so I didn't see you coming." A boy's voice said. You looked up to see your crush, Harry Styles also picking up his books. You felt your annoyance going away as you said, "Um..never mind. My mind was somewhere else too. Sorry."
"No need to be sorry, love." He said, flashing you a smile. "I'm Harry, sa pamamagitan ng the way."
"I'm Y/N,"
"Here's your phone." He sinabi handing you your phone. "Thanks. Is this your book?" You ask him, handing him a Physics book.
"Oh, yes, thanks." He smiles again. You just smile and stand there with him for a minuto before he says, "Wanna go grab a coffee?" And winks at you.
WRITTEN sa pamamagitan ng ME PLEASE DONT COPY.
