Chapter 1

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" You are such a arrogant dick! Who cheats on his girlfriend when he's on vacation? Only douchebag's! Don't be that guy!" I scream down my iPhone. I am talking to my (ex)boyfriend who's ego is to big for his to feet to carry.

He mumbles something I can't comprehend, but I'm just done with him. I won't shed my tears for this waste of space. " Haha, you know what? We're done! I'm finished with being your slave! I never got paid, no kisses, hugs or 'I love you's. See ya around, loser!" I laugh down my phone then hang up.

I guess you were expecting a girl who sits down and cries, or loses all faith in men and builds up her emotional wall.

Now you know me!

I am not that girl. I sighed, then speed walk to the kitchen. The fridge is my saviour, and my mouth is it's offering. I pull out dinner leftovers: a half eaten Bug Mac, my specialty. My phone buzzes, but I just ignore it. I don't need to talk. I don't see a point.

My phone just won't shut up, so I sigh and jog over, wiping my mouth clean of 'secret sauce' in the process. My best friend's face flashes on the screen, and I can't help but break a ear splitting grin. She is my sister from another sister..literally. Her dad was getting 'close' to my Mom lately.

" hello, hello peasant. Why do you ring on my telephone?" I put on my poshest English accent trying to conceal my simple Doncaster one. Of course, Sarah could see right through me.

" I GOT ONE DIRECTION TICKETS AND THEY ARE VIP I AM GONNA MEET THE SEX GODS!!!!!!!!" she yells down my phone. "Ow, my ear!" I giggle. Sarah is a die- hard Directioner, whatever their called. I don't love them, but that Louis one is pretty hot.

" sorry, you didn't let me finish. YOUR COMING TOO!" she screams..again. But this time I can join her. I squeak and squirm. I know Louis has that Eleanor girl, but give me an hour, he will be like "Eleanor who?"

We chat for a bit before she gives me the details, apparently, she had the tickets months and only got them in the post today. Oh, did I mention, the concert and after party is on TOMORROW?!

I hang up, then instantly get another call. "Fuck off mate, I am going back to bed!" I groan, not realising who was on the other side.

"You are late for work...again...for the FOURTH TIME!" he screams. Oops, it's not Sarah, more so Steve, my boss.

Damn, he hangs up and i have to run around looking for my work uniform. I work as a waitress in Costa coffee place,in London. It has been doing crap lately though, because of the new Starbucks down the road. I arrive a good forty-five minutes later, bright eyed and bushy tailed. I hope.

Stevie just glares at me while I walk past. I grin at him, then grab my notebook and pencil, and take a few orders. Some cheeky old pedophile slaps my bum, and I just can't take this guys arrogant ego (deja vu?) and take his water, all while smiling, and pour it over his head.

"Service with a smile, love!" I giggle at his pissed off face. Then I see Stevie's pissed off face. I stifle my laugh. I never noticed this, but he looks like the Energizer Bunny! He nearly explodes and tells me I am sacked. I don't really are though, Starbucks would be glad to have me.

" So, you got the sack then?" Sarah asks me as we have coffee in the Starbucks down the road. I see Stevie walk out of Costa, and throw him a cheeky wave.

" Yeah, I won't give you the details, but it was well worth it. I'm thinking of working here."

" Oh yeah, my boyfriend Johnny used to work here, good pay!"

"Hmmm, I need to buy stuff for the concert..." I sigh.

" Well, before I as a Harry girl *sigh* I used to be a carrot, so I have lots of things you can borrow, if your up for it?"

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