Bird Shit

4th of July - 17:25 PM

The cute guy with curls is still laughing at her. When she looks over her shoulder there's nothing there. Char didn't bombarded out of the café with a teacup full with boiling water.

Another boy, with blonde hair, seems to have noticed her too and curly haired boy whispers something in his ear. Right after, both of their eyes lock on Poppie's and they motion for her to come over.

At first she isn't sure if the gesture was for her but as she looks around again, there's no one else standing still in front of the café staring at the four hipsters.

Just to be sure she points at herself and mouths a 'me?' towards the two boys and they nod with a wide grin plastered on their faces.

Since there's no one else to turn too, she crosses the street and shyly comes to a stop in front of the four boys she had been studying for over ten minutes.

'What's up?' She tries to sound as cool as they look but she's clearly failing as the boy who noticed her first giggles a little bit. It's annoying and cute at the same time making Poppie's stomach contract together.

'Something happened,' he answers her question but Poppie doesn't understand it. Yeah, something happened, she probably damaged the already shaky relationship with her soon to be mother-in-law and her body. But how the hell does he know? When she looks over her shoulder she can't see the table they were sitting so either he has a six sense or he's calling her out on her stalker behavior.

'What then?' Her voice shakes because she's getting a bit worried if it was the right decision to meet this guy.

'A bird landed his feces on you.'

Poppie's eyes grow wide as she realizes what the wet dripping thing in her neck was and as the true silly Poppie she is, she turns around trying to look at her neck but of course failing. No one can see the back of their neck.

'It's okay,' the blonde guy reassures her, 'it has happened to all of us really. Now you are only part of the bird shit club!'

He shows her his perfect teeth and the curly haired boy shows his dimples.

'This is so embarrassing,' Poppie whispers and she truly means it. In all her life she has had to endure a lot of awkward and degrading moments shaping her in to the woman she's today. One day in school she even got hit in the face by a plug- not a used one thank god. But this tops it all because that was in front of only girls and not four guys and a street full of people who are slowly realizing what they saw happen first hand. No wonder he laughed so heartily.

'Oh don't worry about it, sit down,' the curly haired boy orders her and she does as she's told since she's gaining too much attention standing straight. 'Let me introduce you to the bird shit club.'

'Niall.' The blonde hair grins and extends his hand. She shakes it although it is a weak attempt. It only makes him grin wider.

'I'm Poppie,' she tells the now four pair of eyes staring to her.

'Harry,' the curly one answers. 'And this is Louis.' He's the guy who spilled his beer. She likes him instantly and his blue eyes pierce through her. 'And Liam.' Liam's warm brown eyes turn even smaller as he smiles to her.

'So you have met the king of bird shit, let's drink a beer on you two' he says to her, his eyes landing on the boy named Harry.

'It kinda sucks to get shit on, guys. Maybe instead of a beer we should offer Poppie a shower.'

'Oh yeah,' Louis shoulders drop as he realizes that he can't drink another beer there. 'Right now?'

'Oh no, that's not a problem. I can return home,' Poppie tells them although she appreciates the offer, she really should return home but she isn't standing up. Weird.

'Are you sure? Because we live close by. It's no problem,' Harry says and his eyes are green she realizes. They're light as she has to squint against the burning sun and he's even more beautiful up close than from across the street.

'My family is still in there, I should probably just return,' she explains with a sigh. It's the last thing she wants, especially now that her hair and back is covered in poop.

'With pigeon shit on your head? At least I think it's pigeon, what do you think Harry?' Liam questions the boy.

'Definitely, on diarrhea,' is his final conclusion is after they all stare to the top of her head.

'Oh god,' Poppie murmurs, looking back to the café. To her surprise her family exits the place looking the fabulous bunch they are. 'Oh god there they are.'

Without another thought she jumps under the table making Louis laugh out loud. She slaps his thigh.

'Don't you think it's a bit too early for this sort of activity?' He wonders with a smirk in his voice so she slaps him again which finally shuts him up.

'I thought you wanted to go back in there, so why are you hiding?' Harry pops his head under the table.

'They can't see me like this. This blouse is expensive,' she explains. And her favorite thing to wear.

'Your whole family looks like they can pay for another blouse. And they are long gone,' he says and Poppie manages to crawl from under the table.

'How did they look?' Poppie questions the boy. She expects answer like: devastated, horrible, sad and mourning a great loss.

'Beautiful,' Niall whispers.

'Happy,' Liam shrugs.

'Laughing,' Louis tells her.

'Not like they were missing a family member covered in poop,' Harry concludes.

Poppie cries.

'They aren't even worried about me,' she sobs burying her head in her hands which is a huge mistake as she feels the bird shit move due to gravity.

'Oh watch out, you don't want it in your eye love. That has happened to me,' Harry warns her and she wants to punch him for calling her love (which she hates) and she wants to hug him for having her back. Something not a lot of people do in her life. Only Poppie herself has her back and it is then that she realizes what a burden that is.

She, of course, starts to sob louder which causes the four boys to look for help. They clearly have never dealt with a woman on the verge of marrying someone she isn't even sure of she loves. She hates to admit it, but she only agreed to his proposal because he's richer than both her sisters husbands combined and it meant she finally succeeded at something. And beat both of them in the process. Poppie knows those aren't the best reason to spent the rest of your life together, but she also knows it's much too late to cancel everything.

'What do you say about that shower huh?' Harry says to break the awkward silence that has settled over all of them. In the process he pats the back of Poppie.

'Looks like you'll need one too mate,' Liam deadpans and it is only then that Harry and Poppie realizes that his fingers are caressing bird shit.