GEORGIAS ROSES POV:
ugh. i have been in a bad mood all day since i decided that i needed to stop thinking so bloody optimisticly.
work has been shit.
i spilled coffee and my hand and now it hurts and is red.
Mel has been asking me if im okay and i just say im fine when really im not.
i plaster on a fake smile as i go to the regester to serve the next customer.
"can i get a skinny capaccino please, no sugar." says a teenager who is wearing barely any clothes.
"sure, one sec" i say with my fake smile and go to make it.
"that will be 4.30," she hands over the money.
"heres you change." i say and she nods walking over as she takes her coffee.
bitch.
"i agree." says a cute voice.
"oh shit, i said that aloud didnt i?" i say looking up and meeting a gorgeous pair of all too familar eyes.
"yeah... you did... Georgia Rose." says the one and only Louis from 'that night'
"yeah... i did...." i say not being able to look away from his gorgeous sea blue eyes.
"so...we meet again. its been like 2 years." he says smiling sweetly.
"yeah... it has," i say, finally breaking my glaze.
"still believing in the fate thing?" he said, making me look up.
"ermm... yeah... but to be honest i kind of gave up on it this morning when i heard a new song on the radio..." i replied.
"...and what song was that?" he asks, as i look down again.
"ermm... it was called something about Best Song in the World, or Best Son--"
"Best Song Ever?" he asks.
"ermmm yeah i think that was what is was called..." i trailed off.
"Louis, can i ask you a question?"
"yeah, of course love, anything at all," he smiles, making my heart flutter and my knees go weak.
"are you... possibly... um... famous? like... in a famous band...?" i ask.
"er.... yeah... i am.... actually that umm song.... its actually one of mine.... i wrote it." my eyes go big.
"oh... you wrote it?" i ask astonished.
"yeah.... ermmm... if im being 100% honest... i actually wrote about that night i danced with you. Georgia Rose, i just cant forget you. no matter how many times i've tried going on dates and getting drunk as shit, i still couldnt get you out of my head. for two whole bloody years!" he whisper shouts.
"i- i dont know what to say..." i mumble.
"say you'll go on a date with me?" he asks, "tonight?"
i laugh, "okay when?"
"well when do you get off?"
"umm in 2 hours, at 6." i say.
"then it's a date." he smiles then look down, "wait gimme your phone for one sec."
i reach into my apron and take out my new iphone.
he fiddles with it and then takes a picture of himself smiling and looking bloody perfect as usual.
then he hands it back over to me, and gives me his, "put your number in" he says and i do what i am told.
once ive finished i take a picture of myself whilst im looking ugly and have heaps of chins.
i wink at him, "just to remind you how attract i am."
we both laugh.
"well ill have a hot mocha please, large thanks." he says angelically smiling at me.
"coming right up." i say starting to make it for him.
we have a friendly chat and once im done, i hand the coffee over to him.
"thanks Georgia Rose," he says walking away but quickly turns around and kisses my hand. "oh, and you better get that attended to love."
i look down at my hand and see that my burn mark from earlier is starting to blister.
i cringe and look up, "thanks, will do, cya at 6!" i say giving him a peck on the cheek.
i go out the back for a minute to quietly shit myself with excitment.
"Gee?" i hear Mel.
"oh yeah?" i say pretending to be normal.
"why are you so excited?" she asks looking confused. "this morning you were all like mopy and shit and now you like, omg im so excited!"
she said mimiking me.
"shut up... i just got asked.... out.... on a date... after work..." i say.
"but i thought you said that you werent going to date anyone until Louis from that club asks--" then the realisation hit her.
"no way! i cant believe it! your whole fate thing was true!" she exclaims.
"mhmm" i say confidently.
"omg! so that song was about you?" she asks.
"yeah..."
"well hello babe?! we must get you clothes!" Mel screams.
"er... im at work though...?" i say as a sort of question.
"yeah well we can simply call you a long lunch break, im sure the boss wont mind, your always good at work.... except for the time you 'accidently' spilt coffee on that fat woman because she was a bitch, oh and that time when you called the boss a cow...oh and that time--"
i cut her off.
"shut up."
"okay, away with you! shopping time for you!"
----------------------------------------------------
45 minutes later I was standing outside Zara with bags in my hands.
I had bought a cute navyish coloured dress with was tight and long sleeves with gold lacing on the shoulders
I had also bought a pair of black stroppy flatforms to go with the dress.
I hurried back to work and when I got there i had about 15 minutes left of my shift.
Perfect timing !
I hurried to put my apron on and served 2 customers.
After this is was closing time.
It was 5 to 6 and I got changed into the bathroom at the back of work.
I quickly gave my hair a quick brush then picked up my bag from the room where us workers keep our things.
I said a quick goodbye to Mel and a few of my other co-workers who I was friendly with.
I walked outside and exhaled.
"Alright fate, jokes over, you can be nice now." I muttered to myself
YOU ARE READING
Best Song Ever
FanfictionGeorgia Rose just wanted to make the most of her time in Paris. What will happen when she goes clubbing with her best friend, Mel and they dance to a song they reckon is so great, so awesome; in fact it's the best song ever in their opinion....