Love Drunk (One Direction FanFic)

Prologue

Scrollan’s POV:

„Good afternoon, Scrollan.“ Dan greeted me as he unlocked the door to his pub and let us in. His Irish accent was horrible though I had gotten used to it over the past two weeks. I had gotten used everything Irish around me. Hating it at first I had now come to like most of the little strange things people in Mullingar did differently from people in London.

I grew up in suburbia London and had just finished High School. I was to go to college after this summer, but my parents thought it was important for me to ‘do something new’ in the time in between High School and college so they sent me off to Ireland to live with my aunt for a few months. It would be understated to say that I didn’t want to go. I had hated this place all my life. It’s not that I didn’t like my aunt. She was a nice lady and very laid-back, sometimes more than my parents. She was also my godmother and we got along very well. It was the town that I hated.

The population being just over 20.000 this was nothing compared to London, not even suburbia London. There was nothing to do around here. And even less so since I didn’t know any people. My aunt, her name is Lindsey by the way, did her best to find me something to do. She got a job at a local pub and Dan was my boss.

He was a good guy and looked just like somebody who owned a pub and liked to drink himself. His beer belly, half-bald head and his warm eyes made him look friendly and I had liked him starting on my very first day at work.

Lina stumbled through the door into the pub, making me and Dan laugh at her clumsiness. She tucked strands of her long blond hair behind her ear and grinned back at us. She was the other waiter Dan had hired and I liked her a lot. Working with her was so much fun, she would always be cracking jokes or rambling about town’s latest gossip. She introduced a lot of new people to me. Most men coming to the pub were on average twenty years older than me, but most of them still liked to flirt and let Lina and me have a good time.

I usually worked the bar, whereas Lina waited the tables and helped out in the kitchen. Whenever things got really busy she would come and help me with the bar and Dan’s daughters Elli and Laura would help out with waiting the tables.

Everybody was so kind to me and I was feeling bad for continuously wishing to go home. “You’ll get used to everything.” Lina kept saying and though I didn’t like to admit it I hated the place less with every day that I was here.

“Alright girls, let’s get going.” Dan said and disappeared in the kitchen. Lina walked over to me and hugged me quickly. “You okay, Coco?”

She had thought my name was weird from the very first time we met. “Scrollan?” she had asked with her eyes wide open. “We’ll need to find a nickname for that, cause there’s no way in hell I’m gonna remember that!” I had just laughed and let her have it her way. She started out with Scro or Cro and went to Crocro. For some reason people kept thinking she said Coco thought so after about a week people in the pub would just call me Coco and I went with it. Dan and Lindsey were the only once to still call me Scrollan on occasion.

“Yeah, sure I’m good.”

Lina grinned. “Me too.”

Her and I started wiping tables and setting up everything for tonight. The pub always opened at around 7, but Lina and I showed up early to help Dan prep everything. He offered to pay us extra, but we kindly declined as he already paid us more then minimum wage and the tips we got during the evening-shifts were generous enough. I was saving up all the money for college so I wouldn’t have to work as much when it actually came down to studying.