In the aisle of Chocolates

Chapter dos-How beautiful and ugly

Just like to point out that Calli is American Spanish. And after Niall left, they were in London. And Valerie has an Irish Spanish accent.

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Callie's Pov (Valerie's mum)

So how should I start this terrifying yet beautiful story again? Ah yes...

~November 8th 2013~

"Where do they put the nutella giant jars??!!" I muttered, strolling the shopping cart to the chocolates section. I thought it'd be in the desserts aisle, but NO. So I'm running to the chocolate aisle because well, everyone wants the nutella jar. 15 people passed me holding the giant jar. It's because it was on sale. Usually it's like fifty dollars (I know that seems like a lot but it's nutella, once tried, never protest) but the store was putting it to half price. Yay. Now I have something to eat to spend the Christmas alone. Lol. So anyway, I come to the aisle and find a guy about to take the last jar from the sheld.. I dash to him and go in front of the shelf. I guard it, spreading my arms wide. "I'll be taking this." I said to him and turned around. He grabbed my wrist, which made me spin around. He had anger in his eyes. Blue ocean orbs with specks of green might I add.

"Chill, it's just nutella." I said. Just nutella my butt. "So you wouldn't mind if I took it?" He smirked, crossing his arms. I gasped even if he had a good point. "I-I just wanted to calm you DOWN. Yeah that's it. So buh bye." I turned around and used my two hands to grab the jar. It was heavy. I heaved the jar into my cart. Then I walked to the path to the cashier. I heard footsteps behind me and sighed. Him. He stopped in front of the cart. "I'm pretty sure I took it first." he said seriously. Wow he sure takes his food seriously. Reminds me of someone. "Yes, well you were too slow. You had like a slow motion movement when you were grabbing the thing." I chuckled a bit.

He scowled. "Look, just give me the last giant jar and I'll give you 20 bucks." I said, desperate for the hazelnuts. He chuckled.

"You don't know who I am do you? I don't need your money. I got plenty." He smiled smugly

"Egotistical jerk and Food stealer." I muttered under my breath. He laughed again. "Sorry, I just get defensive when it comes to food..." He trailed off. I giggled, though I hate giggling-oh well I did it anywho.

"What?!!" The guy demanded.

"SAME!! So..what's your name? Not to be creepy.." I also started to trail.

He looked hesitant. "James." He finally spoke uneasily.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Liar." I said pretending to be angry.

He bit his lip. "Niall." He simply said. "What's yours?"

"Calli Koril. What's your last name?" I asked suspiciously.

"Horan." He said uneasily again.

I snorted. "Hor-an?" I stretched the 'hor',"Like Whore?" I asked cheekily. He grunted in irritation. "Urgh. Just get away."

"I thought you wanted the nutella?" I said in a taunting tone.

He chuckled a bit. "You are pretty stubborn eh?" His accent rang in my ears. I didn't even realize he had an Irish accent..wow.

My eyes grew wide. "Y-you.."I stuttered.

He widened his eyes. "Finally realized who I was? Don't scream. Please." He begged. Huh?

Well I'm not gonna listen.

"OMG YOU HAVE AN IRISH ACCENT LIKE WTF I JUST NOTICED I LOVEE YOUR ACCENT BIATCH I'M JEALOUS." I jumped up and down. He had relief on his face after my meltdown then laughed. It was a cute laugh.

"And you have a Spanish Accent, cariño Calli." He winked cheekily. I laughed. Was this an attempt to flirt?

"Lol usted aspira en estas cosas y no te nutella." I giggle, thinking he wouldn't get it. Unfortunately I was wrong.

"La verdad es que estaba pensando que podría conseguir algo de ese chocolate. ¿Te importa si me dieron sus números para que podamos compartir? ¿Y qué puedo aspirar a? El coqueteo? Porque no se trata, querida." He winked. "Unless of course you are unavailable."

I blushed. Oops. Misunderstanding. Now I wonder if I should accept.

Oh well. YOLO! Nah, dump YOLO, cause OLOY. Haha I am talking to myself. Lol.

I took a pen from my back pocket and took out a pad of paper from my shoulder bag. I wrote down my name and number. I handed it to him.

"Maybe we'll share the chocolate, extraña cabeza pedo feo (which is by the way, strange ugly fart head, I know REAL mature there Cal).

He snorted."Really? Wow okay then, stupide écume rat aliments protecteurs. Wow, listening to Harry swear about people in French really pays off." I only caught rat and stupide and something like protect. I dont know. I don't do French.He then looked straight at me. "It was nice to meet you. Hope I see you soon!" He said then ran out the aisle. That was a strange encounter. The world, wow it really is strange...

~Present time~

Valerie's Pov

"Later at night I went online and searched the words Niall had said to me. He called me stupid food protective rat scum. I did better, honestly. Valerie..remember, your dad didn't leave me because he didn't want you. He was told to stay away from us because of their management." She said softly looking at me. Tears were brimming on the corner of her eyes.

I hugged her. "Mum, he still broke you. You could be making that up. And why can't you see him now?"

"Well, I'm afraid. What will he think of me?" She questioned, more to herself then me.

"Call him tonight. Please." I begged her. She softened. "How about tomorrow?" She asked me in Spanish. I nodded.

"Okay princesa, time to go to bed." She said tucking me in. I may be 15, but it's not always you get to spend time with your mom.

I snuggled into the covers.

"Te amo, por siempre y siempre.." I said to her, drifting into sleep.

"Te amo demasiado, mi princesa. Para siempre y siempre Valerie.." She said also falling asleep.

I love you, Forever and Always

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This was just a short chapter to show the story of how they met.