Cooking Love (1D FF) [paused]

Chapter 7

"So, did you quit?", Cindy asks me while we sit on the couch in the living room in my house.

"I wanted to but.."

"But what?"

"The contract. I signed a contract that says I have to work for them for at least one year."

"Oh gosh. Poor little Vani! So you can't quit?"

"No I can't."

I sigh and look up.

"I guess we need a plan then!", Cindy says and smirks. Oh no, I know this smirk.

"Did you already think of a plan?", I ask her and she nodds.

"Yeah I did. Wann hear?"

"Sure."

"Ok so.. you can't quit, but they can fire you. If you cook bad and disgusting food they don't want to keep you as their cook anymore."

"But .. they won't fire me, they will just punish me!" I sigh.

"But I'm sure they don't want disgusting food, and if you only cook disgusting food then they'll look for a new cook!"

"And you think this will work?", I ask worried.

"Uhm.... yeah..... Well at least I hope it works."

"I hope so too, cause I really don't want it anymore. I only worked for them around a week and they already piss me off. You're a bigger fan... are they to everyone like this? But three of them have girlfrineds.. Do they treat them like slaves too?"

Cindy thinks about it but then shakes her head. 

"I don't know them personally but the way Louis, Liam and Zayn treat their girlfriends in publicity is way too cute. They look so happy with each other. And in for example interviews they're funny, happy and yeah. I have no idea why they treat you like this."

"Well.. Harry said, I'm just their cook, I only have to work for them. And he asked why they have to be friends with me when I only have to work for them. Ok, they don't have to be friends with me but they have to treat me right! They should respect me and not insult me almost the whole day!"

At the last sentence I almost yelled. I'm just so freaking mad at them!

"Yes you're right, that's not ok. Just do what I said and you won't have to work for them anymore. Hopefully..."

I nod and sigh.

"Wanna go out? We could go into a disco and make party!", she suggests.

"It's friday, right?", I ask whereupon Cindy nods.

"So I don't have to work tomorrow and sunday... Sure! Let's make party!", I yell.

Cindy smiles and stands up from my bed.

~*~

"Mum, we're out for tonight. We'll be home late so don't wait for us!", I yell through the house.

"Ok, but be carefull! See you tomorrow then!", she yells back.

"Let's go!", I shout, grab Cindys arm and we both get out of the house.

We don't drive ourselves, cause we might drink much and can't drive anymore later.

I call a Taxi which comes around two minutes after the call.

"To the Funky Buddha!", I tell the drive who nods and starts the car to drive us to where we want to go.

After around ten minutes we got to the Funky Buddha and I gave the driver the money.