Niall POV.
The ride to work wasn't that long. it only took me twenty minutes as usual, but since I took the long way it's going to at least take me forty minutes and just enough time to think about stuff. Lucy haven't left my mind since I left her house to go to work. I admit I do like her, She is beautiful and I know she can be a little shy at times but I think she is finally warming up to me.
Everything was going smooth until I actually made it to work. I hated this job, I really do but I need to help my mum with the bills. I Parked my car and turn off the ignition and got out the car. I'm glad I went home first to change into my white shirt, red apron and black pants or my boss will be on my ass all week.
I slowly approach the small diner and open the door. there were just a minim amount of costumer but it was still a little packed. I spotted five dirty tables- in a row eyeing me, saying ' come clean us'. but since my manager wasn't looking I decided to sit on one of the tables and look at my phone, what now stupid tables ? who's gonna clean you? not me that's for sure.
"Niall!" A voice calls from behind me. I look to see who it was, and it was the manager, Mr.Parker. He was in his 40s and he was really strict even though this is a small diner and we barely get costumers only old couples.
"Yes Sir?"
"Get your head out of your ass and wash the rest of the tables" He makes a 'ugh' noise and goes make to his little office.
"Okay Sir" I remark, walking to the first dirty table I see.
"I'm here!" Liam shouted ,coming in from the glass door.
"Hey Liam" I chirp.
"Hey Niall buddy" he replies with a smile spreading across his face.
Liam has been one of my people I befriend once I got hired at this shit place of a diner. He actually gave me quite the tour two weeks ago, that's why I know my way around Seattle now.
"Why are you 'ere so Late. this is your turd time this Week" I inquire.
"Turd?, you mean third?" he starts taunting me about my Irish accent as he roll his sleeves up to his fore arms and runs his fingers through his hair.
"I said that" I grumble.
"No you didn't, you said turd" he chuckled, being his spontaneous self. Liam will always mock the way I say things but he is still a good 'annoying' friend. "It's third"
"Turd" I spat out harshly.
"Third"
"Turd"
"Fine you win, Damn" he put his hands up in defense and grabs a little notepad, putting a black pen behind his ear.
"Hey before you take costumers orders can ya hand me that empty ketchup?" I point towards it and he goes over, grabs it and hands it to me.
"Thanks Liam"
"No problem leprechaun" he beams as I give him an evil glare. I am not a leprechaun, I hardly lucky at all.
"You're mean" My eyebrows furrowed at him.
"It wasn't suppose to be mean Niall" He explains in a mocking tone.
"Liam?"
"Yes"
"Do you know some good places to take a girl.. I'm not saying it's a date or anything but-" I try to look for the right answer but nothing comes to me.
"Who is the girl Niall?" he nudges me as he smirks.
Should I tell him?.... no I shouldn't. but maybe I should. I dunno.
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