Chapter 10

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"Haven't seen you around here lately!" Pablo states picking up the left over food from the tables.

"Yeah I've been busy" or messing around with Harry.

Speaking of Harry, after our memorable moment he left. Just got up and left.

I miss him

Its to quiet in my apartment now and the only thing I could talk to is my walls.

Natasha already was cut off from my line, and Louis acting wierd, so I had no choice but to come and bother Pablo.

Harry's been gone for 3 days and no I haven't heard from him. You would think he'd give me his phone number but no,he's to secretive.

"Want to make some easy cash?" He asked after wiping the table off.

"Sure! Why not!" I agree leaning on the counter.

"Can you go take orders? Please?" He begs.

"Yeah" I agreed. It's not like I have anything else to do.

Pablo hands me a notepad and a apron.

"Start at that table over there" he points,"they've been waiting for a while"

I look to the direction he was pointing and my eyes landed on a familiar face but I don't have a clue who this boy is and another guy.

I put a smile on my face as I neared the table

"Sorry for the long wait, I'm Janae your waiter" I introduced. "Are you ready to order?"

The blonde guy was looking at his menu. "I'll have a burger with large fries" he says closing the menu.

"I'll take that" I say taking the menu away from him.

"And you?" I asked the boy with honey brown eyes.

"Water" he says closing the menu, handing it to me.

"Okay!" I say writing down his order.
From the corner of my eyes as I write down some orders from a different table, I see the boy with the blue eyes staring at me, literally staring at me. He then taps on the brown eyed boy arm and he points at me.

Has his mother ever told him the pointing was rude!

"Your order will be out soon" I smiled at the old couple.

I felt uncomfortable as I slowly passed their table.
I know I've seen that blonde guy from somewhere,and the way he was pointing at me,I know he knew me.

I opened the door to the kitchen,hanging the orders on a gold hook for the chefs.

Pouring a glass of water and two large cokes into a glass cup I make my way to there table.

"Here's your water,sir"I say handing him his water."your foods should be on its way" I reassured turning around to go give the elder couple there cokes,when I heard one of them call out to me.

"What was that?" I asked walking back to the table, taking out the notepad. "Do you need something else?"

Blondie shakes his head,"Do you know anyone by the name Styles?" He asked.

The brunette gave me chills and goose bumps as he stared at me,awaiting my answer.

Do I know anyone by the name of styles? That was completely out of the blue.
I know someone named Stiles but not Styles.

"No Sir" I denied, the brunette water was already gone.

"Do you need more water?" I asked ready to pout some more water in the pitcher.

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