Lets be unpredictable (5SOS fanfic)

Chapter 1

Hey guys ( : My name is icy and this is my first story, I hope you enjoy it because I really loved planning it out, and hope you keep reading and find it interesting.

Also, I need someone to proofread my book to see if it makes sense, before I post it, like the chapters.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED COPYRIGHTS @¬_cogan_is_life Wattpad story, Lets be Unpredictable.

NOTE : CALUM THOMAS HOOD , MICHAEL GORDON CLIFFORD, LUKE HEMMINGS AND ASHTON IRWIN are not my own characters they are the names of an awesome band 5SOS aka. My life. REPEAT they are not mine. (Though I wish they were)

If it seems anyone is copying my story or plot, please let me know by direct messaging me.

So without further ado chapter 1 of 'Let's be Unpredictable"

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"The regular?" Kristin asked, with a bright smile on her face.

I meekly nodded my response and internally groaned watching as she turned to fill my Styrofoam cup with coffee, mixed with two spoonful's of hot chocolate, topped off with two marshmallows layered sweetly on top, then placing it on the wooden bench, "Do I come here so often that I have a regular?" I whined, lifting the cup up to my lips.

"Yes," she replied with her infectious laugh that seemed to intoxicate everyone around her with happiness. "Now tell me," she started,leaning over the counter and staring me in the eye with a serious face, " What brings a busy young lady like you to my lovely café this early in the morning," Kristin asked in her fake English accent, trying to ease me into the question.

I had been dreading this, it was 2 AM in the morning and I had dragged my feet into the café after a marathon of American Horror story and Pretty Little Liars, "Nothing to do I guess, I was just a bit bored,"

She looked at me, her eyebrows raised in disbelief, she opened her mouth about to pry on, when the huge, oak door swung open playing the familiar tune of the band 5SOS, Heartbreak Girl, to reveal a man about my age, with thick rimmed glasses, huge dimples and dark brown curly hair looking in the direction Kristin was stood and smiling.

Suddenly, Kristin jolted out of her seat, "I've got to go, hold up the shop for me, I'll be a couple of minutes,"

She turned to walk away dropping her apron on the bench  and smoothing out he outfit, before I asked

"What's his name?"

I watched her wince, before replying, "Ashton, I would've stayed but I -"

"Have fun," I cut her off, winking, "Don't do anything I wouldn't," I screamed wiggling my eyebrows in suggestion.

She blushed furiously making her way toward the door and linking arms with him, her pale face becoming as white as a tomato, yet still playing it off to be a blush.

Kristin was beautiful, she had that aura to her, when you were around her you couldn't be upset. She had long brown locks cascading down her back, almost reaching her knees, her blue skinny jeans had rips at the knee, and her blue tank top made her look absolutely amazing, even though all she was wearing were blue flats she still looked like she could walk down a runway.

I sighed, not everyone was that lucky.

Bored, I turned to survey my surrounding's, the 1940's style café 'le mignon café' was absolutely empty, there was no-one in sights, the red checked cloth that covered the wooden tables where left clean and untouched.