A/n: This shall be short!
Y/n POV
I wake up and it's 8 am, " SHIT! IM GONNA BE LATE TO WORK!" I shout jumping out of bed and scurrying around my two bedroom apartment getting ready for work. Starbucks is busy on Monday mornings, so our boss has us get there right before opening time. Which is 9 am, I waste thirty minutes just getting ready then another five to grab my keys and get into my car.
" Fuck, fuck, fuckity, fuck, fuck." I chastise myself as I race through Highway 86. Thankfully I get to work 5 minutes before rush hour and the Cafe opened.
" Y/n! You were almost late!" Millie, my bestie, says.
" I know, I know! My alarm didn't go off." I tell Millie putting my apron on and heading to the cash register.
Millie rolls her eyes at me and turns the Sorry We're Closed sign to Open. Almost as if he teleported a tall man with fluffy brown hair and green eyes. He walked over to the counter and ordered a whipped coffee.
" Coming right up sir!" I tell him smiling, he smiles back and thanks me. I nod and smile giving the order to Millie who then gives it to Miranda. While she's making the whipped coffee one of the pervert workers, Zeke?, comes up to me and tries to flirt. Obviously I tell him to go away, but of course he does not listen.
" Zeke, please go away I have to work!" I tell him while taking many other people's orders.
" And why would I do that when I have you right here? Now come on!" He tells me trying to drag me to a janitor closet. Knowing he was gonna r*pe me I started to scream for help, people noticed and tried to help me but Zeke was holding a weapon.
" Say nighty night as*hole." I hear a familiar British voice say. Zeke was on the floor in an instant and my savior was none other than Robbie Kay himself holding a frying pan.
" Hey, are you okay? Oh and I'm Robbie by the way." He asks and says to me.
" Yes, I'm okay, thank you very much Robbie." I smile at him. He smiles back and extends a hand towards me.
" Friends?" He asks
" Friends." I say shaking his hand.
