Beautiful Disaster (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12

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I try to push it all down, that urge to tell him that Adele was madly and truly in love with him. God dammit, I hate how Adele didn't listen to me and didn't confess her feelings to him. And now here he is, confessing shit to me.

I ran a hand through my hair, rubbing my temples, "You...are you sure about it?" 

Jackson smiles, a beautiful one, "She makes me happy when she's around." 

Yeah, you do that to Adele.  

I cannot keep my mouth shut. There is this person inside of me who has a hand over my mouth and is not letting me tell Jackson the truth. I sigh and shake my head, I might not say anything to him but I will talk to Adele about it, she has every right to know.  

Adele. Something hits me, "Did you talk to Adele about it?" 

Jackson furrows his brows, "Adele? Yeah, why?" 

Oh shit. Oh god.  

Here I am busy with my snob customers and Adele is probably hiding in the washroom crying her eyes out. He told her that he was in love with another girl. Oh god.  

Why can't my life stay drama less for one damn day? 

"Where is she?" 

Jackson throws his hands in the air, "I don't know! What are you talking about? Did you even listen to me?" 

"I heard every little shit you told me.", I snapped and walked out of the kitchen, wandering my eyes around for Adele.  

I'm serving those five people today. Her voice rings in my head. She has been serving Harry's table. I look around and I don't see her there either. I walk to them and slam my hand on the table, not too loudly but loud enough for them to turn their attention to me. 

"Where's the chick who has been serving you guys?", I ask. 

Harry sits back in his chair, "You need to answer me before I answer that." 

I shake my head, rolling my eyes, "Listen Harry, I promise to give you out on any detail but later. Right now, all I need to know is where Adele is." 

Zayn furrows his brows, "We didn't see her, she just handed us the order and she kind of seemed low and...she just walked away." 

I really wanted to know where Adele was, she was probably alone and crying. My heart was pounding loud, way too loud. I bite my lower lip, "Please if you see her tell her I've been looking for her." 

I didn't even wait for them to reply back, instead I was about to walk away when Harry clenched my wrist, "When do I get to talk to you?" 

I sigh inside my head, slapping myself several times for making that stupid promise, "Later tonight.", I jerk my hand away and walk to the washroom. 

Slamming the door wide open I walk in, but I don't see her. I lean lower and see through the space of each door just to see if she was ignoring me and was in there, crying in any of the washrooms. Still nothing.