Chapter Four:

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After my feeble attempts at talking, i bowed my head sprinting back into the back room. I felt nauseated. I was a disgrace. I plopped down on the bar stool in the back, Marcy following behind me. Marcy sent me a look signaling me to get back to work. I nod my head, trying to get my head back into the game. I slowly stood up, dusting off my apron, I walked back out there, straight to the table where two lads were sitting, probably in a heated discussion about some random topic. I quickly put on a smile walking over there.

"Hello my name is Charlotte, and I will be your server this morning." I greet sweetly, addressing them both.

"Hello Charlotte, my name is Liam, and this is Niall." He said gesturing to the blond haired boy next to me.

When he looked up, it took all I had to swallow the large walnut forming in my throat.

"Hello." He said in that thick Irish accent.

I stood there stuck in my thoughts, I'm sure my face had contorted into an awkward face.

"Hello?" Liam interrupted snapping me back to reality.

"Oh I am so sorry. What can I get you lads?" I ask softly.

"Just a cup of coffe for me." Liam said sweetly.

"Niall what would you like?" Liam asked.

"A c-cup of tea, please." He said looking at the ground scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

I nod and trot off to get their orders.

{Niall's POV-}

I sat at the table staring into her big brown eyes, her face had contorted into a thinking expression.

"Hello my name is Charlotte, and I will be your server this morning." Her angelic voice rang through my ears, immediately setting of two thousand butterflies flying around in my stomach.

I can feel the blush creeping up on my cheeks, I immediately turn my attention to the ground, zoning out, terrified I'll say something stupid. I almost didn't catch what Liam said to me.

"Niall what would you like?" He asked looking at me.

I stared back into Charlotte's eyes, and I froze.

"A c-cup of t-tea please." I say awkwardly scratching the back of my neck.

Smooth Niall, real smooth,

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