I Crave your Touch
Hay guys!!! So this is me and my friends first fan fic all three of us together... Its 1D.... trying to make its special and tots original ;)
~Liv
Chapter One:
Kandy POV:
A loud sigh escapes my 'O' shaped mouth as I clean up the messy table at Starbucks where I work.
"KANDY! HURRY UP AND COME HELP ME CARRY THESE SUPPLYS TO THE BACK ROOM!" shouts my pushy manger from the office properly punching in some numbers to keep this chain in London going.
It's been five months since I moved to London from L.A hoping to spot the sexiness of One Direction or wink, wink, nudge, nudge Niall's potatoes as they are called in the USA.
I'm currently at the age of 19 and I'm working at Starbucks... That's just perf....
Suddenly Party in the USA comes on the radio.
A smile escapes my mouth as it gently reminds me of home...
My brunette hair swoops in fount of my face slightly as I pick up the last half drunken coffee from the messy but now clean table that the lazy kids ruined about ten minutes ago to go penny boarding down the dull streets of London.
"KANDY! GET YA FUCKING ASS OVER HERE TO PUT THESE SUPPLYS AWAY YOU BUTT! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET YOUR STUPID AMERICAN FACE FIRED!" screams my manger slightly scaring some customers.
"IM COMING!" I shout in return now storming out to the back door to pick up heavy boxes.
As I walk out of the small back door a creak of blue sky opens its self up to me.
I smile in return hoping that maybe my life will turn its self around eventually...
I pick up the box that is labelled 'RAT POSION'.
I really wish that we didn't have a rat problem... Because I have to set all the fucking traps!
I jiggle the door handle.
"MOTHER FUCKER! IT'S LOCKED!" I scream.
I angrily smash the box down on the ground hopefully smashing it into tiny poisonous pieces...
I flick out my pocket mirror to check my heavy makeup face and French plaited brunette hair.
Hey! SOME TIMES HEAPS OF MAKEUP IS A GOOD THING! COZ I LOOK FUCKING GLAMEROUS!
"Pretty dam sexy," I mutter to myself admiring my beauty sarcastically. I open up another box labelled 'Sugar' and start to scoop my red painted nialls into the box piling the sugar into my mouth. A sound of delight of the sweetness escapes my mouth. "Im going to get on such a high," I mumble to myself placing my self down on the step. Suddenly a males figure clouds over me as I scoop one more load of sugar into my mouth. "Um hello what can I help you with Mr.Masked man?" I say joking. A raggered laugh rolls across himself. I stand up. "Something funny?" I ask clouding my eyes into his black covered up face. He nodds his head. "Kandy eating sugar, unique," he jokes. I fake a scared laugh. Forget the boxes Im scared... "Scared?" he asks. Oh fuck I said that out loud... "Look I gotta get back to work," I mumble. "Yeah, you do properally need to start on your new one," he said lowering his mask letting some blue eyes un revel them self. "New one?" I say slowly backing up towards the locked door. He nodds. "Your coming with me," he whispers letting his hands feel my hair. "Dont, stop joking around," I say laughing. "Im not joking around," he says grabbing my hand pulling me away running with me. Im gonna scream... "Dont even think sbout screaming," he mumbles. I gulp and he tosses me into a black car. "DUDE!" I shout when he locks the door siting next to me. He starts to undo all his masks. Blue eyes. blonde hair. Niall Horan Kidnapped me.
