Waking Up To Reality (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 21: First Day

Allison's P.O.V.

She sees us watching her and smirks. What is she up to now? She picks out a few shirts and makes the line. Once it's her turn, Vanessa looks at me. I sigh as she yells 'Next.' Stephanie makes her way to us and gives Vanessa the shirts. I can tell Vanessa is homding her tongue right now.

"How are you guys?" She asks. We don't answer. She knows how we are.

"You're not being nice to me. I think you should speak to me if you want to keep your job." She says and smirks again.

"We're fine." I say.

"Hmm, I beg to differ." She says.

"Okay, listen. I don't care if I lose this job or not. All I know, is that you're doing this on purpose. Making me feel like shot just because you want Harry. Well, open your eyes, you little bitch. Liam is going to get tired and he won't want you anymore. He'll notice that you're playing him and using him just to get to Harry. Wake up and smell the coffee. Harry likes Allison. They'll get married, have kids, live the life they deserve, and die together. And guess what, whore. There's nothing you can do about any of this. Harry won't change his mind. In fact, he'll see you as a slut, too. So, fuck the fuck off and go to your home in whore island. I'll even buy you the fucking plane ticket." She says. "So, what would it be. Credit card?" Vanessa says. We all just look at her. Even the customer I was with. I look at the customer and she's as surprised as all of us are. I see that I still have her bag.

"Here you go, sweetie. Have a nice day!" I say and she leaves. I smile at her as she makes her way out.

"So, you're calling me a whore? Why don't we talk about you for a change." Stephanie says and gives her the credit card. Vanessa does her job.

"I don't compare to you. Let's just say you're a bigger whore than I ever will be. Or ever was. I would never go that far just to get in a guy's pants. You just want Harry because you want to fuck him. You don't care about anyone's feelings. That's what's wrong about you. Well, that's one of the things that's wrong about you. You only care about yourself. And Harry isn't like any other guys you've fucked. First, you'll never fuck him. Second, he's very sensitive. Damn, too sensitive for a guy." She says and rolls her eyes. "So, back off. He's not into you. Deal with it, bitch." She finishes. I look at Stephanie and she's just pissed. "Oh, and you're credit card is expired. So, I'll keep these shirts. And goodbye, Stephanie. Have a nice, fucking, lonely life without all the guys you'll fuck on one-night stands." Vanessa says and gives Stephanie her expired credit card. Stephanie looks at us all mean and groans at us.

"Ugh! I'll find a way to get Harry. And Allison, you're next to be heartbroken." She says and walks away. I look at Vanessa.

"What the fuck does she think this is? Pretty Little Liars?" I ask her.

"Damn, I hope not." She says. Marie comes to us and tells us we can take a break. So, we walk out of the cash register and Marie and another girl take our place.

We're told to organize the clothes and stuff and help customers if they need us. So, we start doing as we're told.

"I really hope Stephanie won't do anything bad." I say.

"You think she's gonna give up? Haha, no. You know she is. She wants something, she gets it." Vanessa says.

"You're not making me feel better." I say. "And that is going to change this time."

"We'll see." She says and helps a young lady, probably in her twenties, finding the dress she was looking for.

"Um, excuse me, can you help me find this shirt I saw online?" A girl said to me from behind me. I turn around and see this young girl, around my age. She had her hair down. It was naturally straight, so it had a few waves.