Niall's Cancer Battle: A 1D Fanfic

Chapter Twenty-Three: Cuts

Chapter Twenty-Three: Cuts

**Niall's POV**

"Everyone out!" Liam says as he parks the car. We all climb out and I look around us at the parking lot.

"Where are we?" Louis asks. I take in the hot weather and deserted area. This is nothing I'm used to.

"Our next stop is Vegas!" Liam exclaims, locking the car. "But we stopped for some food," he says and leads us towards the entrance of the restaurant.

The restaurant is a decent sized building with the sign "Dusty's" lit up on the roof of the building. It has the theme of cowboys. The doors are the kind you push through and there's keg barrels in the front. There's even a couple tumbleweeds!

We head inside and a woman with a cowboy hat on looks up at us from behind a cash register. She has dark brown hair that's been put back in a hair-tie and bright red lipstick decorating her lips. I actually want to ask her if she's some sort of stripper. She looks like it, especially with the unbuttoned shirt she's wearing.

Liam walks in front, obviously blocking Harry from the girl. She looks at us with wide eyes and I silently beg her not to scream. I'm hungry and just want some food to eat.

"May I help you?" she asks in an accent I can only describe as annoying. She sounds like she has her nose plugged.

"We'd like a table for five," Liam says and takes out his wallet.

Bermuda, according to name tag placed directly on top of her boob, clicks her fingernails against the cash register before it dings and the price is displayed. Liam takes out his card and hands it to her.

"Wait!" Louis takes the card back, earning himself an impatient look from Bermuda.

"What are you doing Louis?" Liam asks.

"Pay with cash," Louis says and hands back Liam his card. "I don't think you should be giving out that card to this place," he whispers to Liam.

"Alright I guess," Liam says and takes a hundred dollar bill out of his wallet. "Here you go," he hands the money to Bermuda.

"So are you all heading towards the big city?" She asks, taking the change and handing it to Liam. We can only assume she means Las Vegas.

"Yes we are."

"Cool, concert?" She asks and leans over, obviously displaying her cleavage.

"Yeah..," Liam talks off.

"Can we get a table now? I'm hungry," I say, interrupting whatever mind hypnosis Bermuda is trying with Liam.

She slides her brown eyes over to look at me. "Of course." Her voice is clipped and she grabs menus, walking out from behind the counter. I glance down at her high heels.

Yup, stripper material.

She leads us to an empty section and spreads the menus out. "Thank you," we all say to her, obviously indicating it was time for her to leave now.

"I'll have someone take your orders soon," she says before walking away.

Once she's out of hearing range, we all burst out laughing. "Is it just me or is she loony?" Liam looks over at the way she went, his eyes wide with amusement.

"She's such a whore!" Louis whispers loudly,a wide smile on his face. "She's not even pretty!"

"See now that's rude. I wasn't going to go that far," Liam points his finger at Louis but keeps laughing. "The poor girl is probably bored."