Waitress love story
Chapter 1
~Ashlee's POV~
“ Well it’s 8:00, you working the night shift with Ben, Ashlee?” A tall lanky girl who had blueish-greenish hair, with dark blue eyes and dark white face, wearing dark skinny jeans with a red top and converse. Came from the kitchen and went by the the front were our old piece of crap cash register was, she was taking off her black apron that had “JIM’S CAFE” written big in yellow. “ Yeah, Jim changed my schedule, again.” I looked at her with an expression ‘ Yeah I know’, while I wiped down the counter, I heard a honk outside. “ Well there’s Anthony, I’ll see you tomorrow right, at 9:00 in the morning.” “Yep, Bye Kalel”. I watch the car go off into the dark, Ben was in the back on his phone, he was a young cook basically a teenager still. He had shaggy blond hair, a 3 o’clock shadow wearing dark ripped jeans, a black shirt and a white greasy apron. I am behind the counter, or bar, and the place is empty, I mean dead empty I think I can hear crickets in the back. I leaned up against the counter and huffed, I wiped my forehead, I was wearing a blue shirt and dark skinny jeans with Converse and a name tag that said ‘ Ashlee’ and under that was ‘JIM'S CAFE’. I went around the counter and went to go wipe down a table, Only an hour left Ashlee then you can go home and study for your semester exam tomorrow for “ Home Development Class” I put the rag down on the table and put my dirty blond hair up in a ponytail. I went to a different booth and started to wipe down the table, it was hot in this place Jim really needs to do something about it. “ That’s w-what makes you beautiful” Someone yelled coming in the front door. I look over and my eye’s were kind of in shock, I mean wow my own eyes are seeing this person. Niall Horan, from One Direction. What is he doing here I thought, it’s a small cafe right outside Boston, mostly locals know of the place. “ Hey babe”, he said looking at me, he leaned one arm on the cash register counter. He had a little too much to drink obviously, “ Hi Niall”, I walked over to him. He was wearing a white shirt, dark skinny jeans and all white Nike’s. “ How do you, How do you know my name love?” He asked up close to my face, his breath smelled like beer. “Everyone know’s your name Mr. Niall, here how about we let you have a seat over here, and then I will get you some tea”, he looked at me “I would love some tea.” I put his arm that was leaning on the counter over my shoulder and helped walk to the nearest booth, when he sat down he flopped down. “ I’ll be right back”, I went behind the counter and into the kitchen and into the storage room, “ what are you doing?” I jumped and turn with a box of tea bags in my hand, it was Ben. “ You know we aren't allowed to make tea after 11:00 in the morning Ashlee.” I looked at him annoyed “ Look I know that, I have been working here longer than you Ben, and the guy’s drunk it’s the least I can do so he doesn't get in trouble by the cops driving on the road.” I walked pass Ben and went out of the storage room, Ben turned from the storage doorway quickly “ Can’t you give him coffee?” I poured hot water into the cup and was trying to open the tea bag cover “ He doesn't drink coffee, he is Irish Ben.” I threw away the trash and crabbed the cup of tea and went out of the kitchen, walking back out there by the booth there were four more other guys who join, to my understanding probably the rest of the band, I could see walking up to the booth Niall was in the back right corner, Liam was right beside him, on the other side I could see the back of their heads, Zayn was on the back left side and Louis was next to him, and there was one standing up talking to Liam, which was probably Harry, Liam saw me coming and Looked over to me, Harry stopped talking and turned to me, all of sudden my hands got all sweaty and butterflies filled my tiny stomach, I got the chills and I got nervous, his eyes were gorgeous and I swear that his eyes sparkled, he smiled a beautiful smile. I never knew how actually beautiful he was up close, I mean seeing him on T.V he was cute but now it’s different. He was wearing a black shirt and dark gray skinny jeans, with his famous shoes he wears. He had his hands behind his back and he had a bandanna wrapped around head to keep his hair from falling in front of his eyes. I walked over to all of them and and they stared, I stood there not being able to speak because Harry was standing next to me, still looking at me “Here Niall.” He had his hand on his head “ You know what you are a kind and hot babe.” he said while I was putting his tea in front of him. Liam hit him in the head and looked up at me “ Sorry babe, you alright.” I smiled “ I’m good, you?” he nodded smiling, Harry put his hand on my shoulder “ love can I talk to you?” “ Of course” We walked over to another booth “ I am so sorry about my mate coming in here being a drunk Irish. He got off the bus when we stopped here, he was suppose to wait for one of the other lads, but they were fighting over who had to go with him.” “ Oh it’s okay, I mean it was strange hearing him sing his hit song ‘What Makes you beautiful’, and not staying on note.” He laughed and so did I, his laugh is adorable it really is. Liam at the table got up “ Lad’s common Simon waiting for us at the hotel.” Zayn and Liam helped Louis up and Harry smiled and headed out the door. I look outside the glass door and watch them get in their tour bus and drive off, I look at the table and go to clean up the empty tea cup.
“ Well it’s 8:00, you working the night shift with Ben, Ashlee?” A tall lanky girl who had blueish-greenish hair, with dark blue eyes and dark white face, wearing dark skinny jeans with a red top and converse. Came from the kitchen and went by the the front were our old piece of crap cash register was, she was taking off her black apron that had “JIM’S CAFE” written big in yellow. “ Yeah, Jim changed my schedule, again.” I looked at her with an expression ‘ Yeah I know’, while I wiped down the counter, I heard a honk outside. “ Well there’s Anthony, I’ll see you tomorrow right, at 9:00 in the morning.” “Yep, Bye Kalel”. I watch the car go off into the dark, Ben was in the back on his phone, he was a young cook basically a teenager still. He had shaggy blond hair, a 3 o’clock shadow wearing dark ripped jeans, a black shirt and a white greasy apron. I am behind the counter, or bar, and the place is empty, I mean dead empty I think I can hear crickets in the back. I leaned up against the counter and huffed, I wiped my forehead, I was wearing a blue shirt and dark skinny jeans with Converse and a name tag that said ‘ Ashlee’ and under that was ‘JIM'S CAFE’. I went around the counter and went to go wipe down a table, Only an hour left Ashlee then you can go home and study for your semester exam tomorrow for “ Home Development Class” I put the rag down on the table and put my dirty blond hair up in a ponytail. I went to a different booth and started to wipe down the table, it was hot in this place Jim really needs to do something about it. “ That’s w-what makes you beautiful” Someone yelled coming in the front door. I look over and my eye’s were kind of in shock, I mean wow my own eyes are seeing this person. Niall Horan, from One Direction. What is he doing here I thought, it’s a small cafe right outside Boston, mostly locals know of the place. “ Hey babe”, he said looking at me, he leaned one arm on the cash register counter. He had a little too much to drink obviously, “ Hi Niall”, I walked over to him. He was wearing a white shirt, dark skinny jeans and all white Nike’s. “ How do you, How do you know my name love?” He asked up close to my face, his breath smelled like beer. “Everyone know’s your name Mr. Niall, here how about we let you have a seat over here, and then I will get you some tea”, he looked at me “I would love some tea.” I put his arm that was leaning on the counter over my shoulder and helped walk to the nearest booth, when he sat down he flopped down. “ I’ll be right back”, I went behind the counter and into the kitchen and into the storage room, “ what are you doing?” I jumped and turn with a box of tea bags in my hand, it was Ben. “ You know we aren't allowed to make tea after 11:00 in the morning Ashlee.” I looked at him annoyed “ Look I know that, I have been working here longer than you Ben, and the guy’s drunk it’s the least I can do so he doesn't get in trouble by the cops driving on the road.” I walked pass Ben and went out of the storage room, Ben turned from the storage doorway quickly “ Can’t you give him coffee?” I poured hot water into the cup and was trying to open the tea bag cover “ He doesn't drink coffee, he is Irish Ben.” I threw away the trash and crabbed the cup of tea and went out of the kitchen, walking back out there by the booth there were four more other guys who join, to my understanding probably the rest of the band, I could see walking up to the booth Niall was in the back right corner, Liam was right beside him, on the other side I could see the back of their heads, Zayn was on the back left side and Louis was next to him, and there was one standing up talking to Liam, which was probably Harry, Liam saw me coming and Looked over to me, Harry stopped talking and turned to me, all of sudden my hands got all sweaty and butterflies filled my tiny stomach, I got the chills and I got nervous, his eyes were gorgeous and I swear that his eyes sparkled, he smiled a beautiful smile. I never knew how actually beautiful he was up close, I mean seeing him on T.V he was cute but now it’s different. He was wearing a black shirt and dark gray skinny jeans, with his famous shoes he wears. He had his hands behind his back and he had a bandanna wrapped around head to keep his hair from falling in front of his eyes. I walked over to all of them and and they stared, I stood there not being able to speak because Harry was standing next to me, still looking at me “Here Niall.” He had his hand on his head “ You know what you are a kind and hot babe.” he said while I was putting his tea in front of him. Liam hit him in the head and looked up at me “ Sorry babe, you alright.” I smiled “ I’m good, you?” he nodded smiling, Harry put his hand on my shoulder “ love can I talk to you?” “ Of course” We walked over to another booth “ I am so sorry about my mate coming in here being a drunk Irish. He got off the bus when we stopped here, he was suppose to wait for one of the other lads, but they were fighting over who had to go with him.” “ Oh it’s okay, I mean it was strange hearing him sing his hit song ‘What Makes you beautiful’, and not staying on note.” He laughed and so did I, his laugh is adorable it really is. Liam at the table got up “ Lad’s common Simon waiting for us at the hotel.” Zayn and Liam helped Louis up and Harry smiled and headed out the door. I look outside the glass door and watch them get in their tour bus and drive off, I look at the table and go to clean up the empty tea cup.
Oh my god it is 3:38 AM and I'm still ready
5/18/14