Some Things Just Happen (Liam Payne)

Some Things Just Happen

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Prologue

"Sir, we don't sell that anymore." I said trying to keep the anger out of my voice. He was the third person to come in and ask for the White Chocolate Mocha. The Starbucks Company had discontinued it because it was the least popular drink. The guy looked angry and stormed off, out of the cafe. He thought he was so high and mighty just because he had a briefcase and a suit. On that note, I ended my shift.

My friend Emily was already changing into her uniform to take over my position. I stripped off my apron and the green polo and replaced them with a tank top and shorts. "Hey, when I get done with this stupid shift, wanna have a girl's night?" Emily said as she tied the apron around her waist. "I'll bring Skye along too."

"Yea sure. I don't have anything better to do." I replied while tying the laces on my Vans. She had been my best friend for ages, along with her sister, practically since birth. Since we both hated school, we decided that we would get jobs and save up our money for a beach trip. You know, as an excuse to take a break from school. "I'll go chill at home, I gotta work on my piano for awhile."

"Alright, nerd. See you then." She walked out into the cafe, just as I was gathering all of my stuff together.

"Bye, Gracie." My friend James said from behind the cash register as I walked out of the break room and onto the street, I waved and put my Ray Ban knockoffs on. My car was waiting for me in the parking lot, exactly where I had left it this morning. As I got into my hand-me-down car, that was once my brother's, I pulled my curly, brown hair out of it's side ponytail. John had gone off to college three years ago and had bought himself a new car, giving me with this piece of crap as a present.

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I pulled into the parking lot of my tiny apartment complex and climbed out. It was already 6:30, Emily's shift would be over soon. My apartment was clean, like it always was. I turned on the lights and looked around the small room. It wasn't much, but it was home. My parents had given me some extra cash to buy furniture and a TV. The living room was compact, but I had managed to squeeze a couch in and my piano. It wasn't fancy, but it was antique. My grandmother had given it to me in her will when she had passed away.

As I sat on the old, creaking bench, I remembered sitting on it, with my grandma at my side, teaching me how to play. As my fingers found their way around the keys, playing a prelude that she had taught me, I thought of how she would smile down at me and explain how to read the music and what flats and sharps meant.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. I looked at the clock that was displayed on the DVD player below the TV. 6:53. Before I could get to the door, Emily walked in with her twin sister at her side. They both had light brown hair that was effortlessly styled. The only reason I could separate them was because Skye wore glasses and I had known them my entire life.

"You really shouldn't leave a key under the mat." Emily said, putting my spare key in my hand. Skye closed the door behind her and we settled in on the couch. I stared at my key and put it back I'm it's place before closing the door.

"You guys hungry?" They nodded eagerly. "I'll call for pizza." I said standing up and reaching in my purse for my phone.

As I was hanging up the phone, I heard a scream and a squeal from the living room. They can not possibly be trying to kill each other yet, so I walked back into the living room with my cell phone in hand. They were sitting there, squealing over Skye's phone. Looking like they had just received bad news.

"You guys scared the crap out of me! What's the problem!" I yelled over them.

"What's the problem? What's the problem! This is the problem!" Emily stood up and shoved her phone in my face. She had twitter pulled up on the homepage of some celebrity news network. I grabbed her phone, so I could read it at my own pace. The tweet said 'We got the details of Payzer's recent breakup!! Tonight!!#CelebNews'

"And this means something because?" I said handing the phone back to her. She looked at her sister with her mouth gaping as she pulled her phone out of my hand.

"Why do we talk to her?" She said. I responded by smacking her lightly on the back of the head.

"Because I order you guys food." i said laughing. They nodded accepting that answer.

The doorbell rang. "PIZZA!" They both yelled in unison.

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