{Charlotte's POV-}
My feet padded the floor, as I hurried behind the counter handing the order page to Lisa, so she could prepare the coffee and tea. Thoughts of Niall swarmed my mind like bees in a hive. I tried to push the thoughts away, keep them down, because I knew somewhere deep down, that he would never love me back.
Did I just say love I can't love him, I don't even know him! I thought to myself.
I heard a bell clank behind me, signaling the orders were done. I turn around on my heal, trudging over and grabbing the coffee and tea from behind me, quickly trudging over to the table.
As my steps loomed closer the anxiety in my stomach increased. Why was I so nervous? It's just a boy right?
Niall flashed me one of those prominent smiles, I flash him a small smile back, placing their drinks in front of them.
"Hey Charlotte, is it?" Liam asks just above a whisper.
"Yes sir?" I ask.
"What time do you get off today?" He asks gently.
"2:00. Why?" I ask cautiously
"Well Niall and I were wondering if you wanted to come out to lunch with us later on." He said like it was no big deal.
I quirk my eyebrow at him, crossing my arms over my chest, a smirk playing at my lips. I pretend to think for a second.
"Well?" Liam prods.
"Sure." I say, and by the looks of his face he seems surprised.
"Pick me up at 2:30." I say with a wink and skip away.
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The clock on the wall chimes loudly above me. I smile glancing at the clock. Perfect timing. I strip off my apron, heading to the back to change.
I throw my curly dark brown hair into a high ponytail, tying the creme colored ribbon back in my hair. Changing out of my uniform i put on a pair of ripped skinny jeans, my creme colored knit sweater, and my grey ugg boots. I grab my brown leather jacket and my bag, heading out the door.
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Oceans Apart *ON HOLD*
Teen FictionLove is not only about togetherness and caring to the one you love but, it is also about willing to sacrifice for the one you love. Charlotte knows how it feels to be broken; that's part of the reason she left London less then a year earlier, that a...