Stolen At Birth (One Direction FanFic)

Thief and a Bully

Opening my eyes, I sit up. Monday. I hate Mondays. Rubbing my eyes, I roll out of bed, groaning. I gave work and being late is not something I want to be.

I trudge to the bathroom, and shut the door behind. Peeling off my cloths, I stare at my body in the mirror. So ugly. I'm average I guess. Not a model but still not hideous.

I slip in the hot shower. The hot water runs down my back, soaking my body. I grin with pleasure as the warmth covers my body. I apply shampoo and condition. Then scrub my body with my honey scented body wash.

After washing, I shut off the soothing water and I step out of the shower, dripping. I grab a towel and rap it around my body, leaving my hair dripping. I walk out of the bathroom and walk to my room. Cold air hitting my skin, I shut the bedroom door behind me.

I quickly change into my uniform and walk back to the bathroom. I blow dry my hair then throw it in a ponytail. I apply my makeup. Nothing to much, Foundation, mascara, and lip gloss. Once I finish I throw on my white high top covers, then trot down the stairs.

Mum is on the couch, watching the Big Bang Theory. "Damn it! I'm missing the show." I pout. Mum chuckles and looks at me. "Well you have work. You need money for med school." She grins. I grunt. "You know I don't want to be a doctor." She sighs, annoyed. Looks like we're both annoyed now.

"You have 1 in a million chances of making it in the music business. You are NOT being a stupid singer. Your father wanted you to be a doctor. You ARE going to be one." She spats. I roll my eyes, and walk to the door. I look back for a second and say, holding my phone and bag tight in my grip. "Dad actually supported my singing. Don't tell me what he wanted..." I slam the door shut behind me.

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I get out of my car and walk into the dinner. Wasn't to busy today.

I toss my bag in the breakroom and walks to the counter, starting to wipe all the greese off it.

"Morning sweetheart!" Sal hollers from the kitchen. I look threw the kitchen window and wave at him, with a smile. Then I go back to wiping down the table. 

The bell on the door chimes, letting me know a costumer. I look up and see Louis and Harry. I grin and wave.

"I told you she was here." Harry told Louis. They walk over to a booth and I walk up with my notepad ready.

"What can I get you two to drink?" I ask, smiling, with my pencil ready. They both order Pepsi and I nod and walk off to get they're drinks. I fill up the two cups, when I see Cece by the register. She opens it and reaches for the money.

I walk over to her. "What are you doing?" I ask. Her brown eyes narrow at me. "Just getting some cash. With the small change they give us, I need more." She pulls out a bunch of cash and shoves it in her pocket, and walks away.

"Thief..." I mummer. The doors chime and Peter, the manager, walks in. He sees me at the register and walks over. Looking at the open register he notices the gone money. "Where's the money that was here? We had more than this!" He glares at me.

"I didn't do it. I swear!" I say. "I don't see anyone else who could have taken it. My office. Now!" He points to his office. I sigh and walk into the scary room. I've never been in here. It smells of old hairspray and gym socks. Peter follows me.

I sit in the chair in front of his desk. He sits at his desk. "Give back the money..." He narrows his eyes at me, leaning back in his chair. "I didn't take it! It was-" He cuts me off. "You took the money! Hand it over." I don't say anything. He crosses his arms. "Fine...But, you aren't getting paid for the next 2 weeks..."

I stand up from my seat. "What?! I didn't do it!!!" I yell. He stands up and slams his hand on the table, scarring me. "You did! And sucks for you. Now go back to work! Or your fired." He scolds.

Would it be back if I slapped him? I glares at him and walk out, slamming the door shut hard behind me.

I grab Harry and Louis's drinks and walk back over to them, and set them down on the table. "Sorry for the wait." I sigh. "It's ok Em. You ok?" Harry asks. I shrug. "I'm fine...Just a little problem. Nothing more. So, ready to order?" I ask, pulling out my notepad.

Harry orders the Fish and Chips and Louis orders the chilly dog with carrots. I scribble they're order down and walk to the kitchen window. "Table 7's order!" I hand the paper to Sal and he nods. 

After waiting a good 15 minutes for Sal to finish he hands me the plates. I balance the plates on my hands and walk toward the boys.

Cece is leaning against the counter and I walk her. She sticks her foot out and trips me. I fall back, all the food landing on top of me. The ketchup, chilly, and everything else. And Cece also drops a plastic cup that had a strawberry smoothie in it.

I sit up and push the trays off me and I'm covers in food. It's all over me. I look up at Cece and she leans down so are faces are close. "You should be more carful." She snorts and walks away. Tears fill my eyes. I stand up and ketchup is dripping off me. I run to the employee bathroom and shut the door behind me, and lock it.

I look at myself in the mirror and I'm a mess. I walk to grab a paper towel and start to clean my face. tears roll down my cheeks. I've never been so humiliated in my life. I start to clean my cloths, but it's no use. The stains are not going to come out. I'm a hot mess. Well take off the hot part. I'm just a mess.

I here a knock from the door. "Emma?" I here Harry's voice.

"Yeah?" I choke out.

"Are you ok? Me and Lou saw what happened." His raspy voice echoed in my ears.

Tears rolled down my face knowing that they saw that. "Y-Yeah..."

"Come out..." He says, sorta demanding. I obey and walk out, food still all over me. He sighs and takes my hand in his. "It's ok. Just a few stains." He smiles warmly showing his cute dimples.

"A few? This is more than a few! It's humiliating." I look down. The tips of his fingers touch the edge of my chin and he slowly lifts my head up, and our eyes meet. "It's ok..." He assures me. I feel my beat skip a beat at his words. I believe him. Even if it isn't ok. He make's its believable.

I nod with a shy smile. "Me and Lou will take you home." He offers. I shake my head. "I have to work." I state. "I talked to your boss. I convinced him to let you go home early."

"How the hell did you do that? He's a stubborn ass." I say. It's true. "I have ways." He pats his back pocket and I see his wallet. I laugh. "Your an idiot." He laughs along. "This idiot just got you the day off." I nod and I loop my arm around him, and we walk to the door. Before we go I grab my bag from the break room then walk back over to Harry.

Cece holds her foot out as I walk past, tripping me again. I stumble but Harry steady's me. I smile at him and we walk out together.

Louis is in the car, waiting. I get in the back and Harry gets n the front with Louis.

"How did it happen?" Louis asks, backing out of the dinner and driving away. "Cece tripped me..." I shrug. "Cece? The red head?" Harry asks. I nod. "What a bitch." Louis snarls. "It's no big deal. I'm over it..." I trail off.

The rest of the car ride is silent. The only sound is the soft playing of the radio playing Just The Way You Are By Bruno Mars.

I keep my eyes on my feet. My mind is asking me so many questions.

Why did Harry care so much to bribe Peter? Why do I connect so much with Louis? Why are they helping me? WHY DID I LEAVE MY CAR?! Oh well...I'll get it tomorrow.

Questions fly threw my head making me dizzy.

I look out the window and watch as the world flies by.

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