I walked over next to the mirror next to Chloe to check my appearance. I run my fingers through my hair to fix the bumps. I didn't bother wearing make up today. Theres just somedays where I wake up and I feel like wearing it, other days I feel so ugly without it. It's strange really.
''That pony tail suits you, I wish they suited me'' Chloe says. I'm flattered but she's so beautiful. How can she feel insecure?
''Aw thank you. But you're so so pretty, you don't have to wish for anything''. She smiles back, but doesn't say anything. I notice that the back of her shirt is cut in a line pattern. Is that even allowed... Oh yeah I cut up my uniform.
''The back of your...'' I point to my back ''...is like, really cool''
''Thanks man, I did it myself. I felt too boring without it'' she proudly smiles. Maybe I should try something like that.
''Is the manager okay with it?'' I raise an eyebrow
''Oh yeah, just as long and you don't cut over the words or pictures, you could cut it into a bikini. This place isn't really high maintenance. I think it adds a bit of character you know? If the workers seem too boring, the atmosphere is gonna be boring, you get me''
''Hm, I never thought about it that way I guess'' I take one last look in the mirror. I look decent. I've looked a lot worst on a few school mornings,
''You look fine girl stop looking at yourself'' Chloe laughs. I can't help but smile. She seems so lovely and full of life. I really hope I get to know her more. ''Anyway I gotta get going, people start coming in at 11, see you later...''
''Lilah''
''See you later Lilah'' she grabs her bag leaves the restroom. I exhale and wash my hands. I kind of don't feel like facing Harry but I have to. That's was the whole point of this job. Meeting new people, doing something. He may not even be that bad... maybe...
Maybe I really should have work make up. For God sakes Lilah stop obsessing over silly things and get to work. I pace out of the restroom faster than necessary, but I think it makes me look like I'm upset so I slow down. Not that I'm ecstatic, but I'm glad I met Chloe.
I arrive back at the stall and I see Harry on his phone. Probably playing a game or something. I cough to catch his attention.
''Oh you're back'' he says, not even looking up at me. ''You were gone long enough, what were you doing? Snogging your boyfriend?'' he smirks.
''Snog?'' I scoff
''Kissing, making out, swapping spit, tongue twist-''
''Okay I get it'' I put my hand up to stop him talking. He laughs and I roll my eyes. ''So, what do we have to do today?''
''Well basically'' he comes around from behind the counter. ''The players have to throw the ball into one of these holes, before they play you will demonstrate. Here'' he hands me the light white ball. I can tell just by holding it that it's gonna be hard to get it. I throw and miss.
''How am I supposed to 'demonstrate' if I can't even get the damn ball in myself?''
''Ah now thats where the trick is. Watch'' he lifts another ball from his pocket and he throws it in perfectly.
''How did you do that?'' He walks back behind the counter and gets the ball out of the hole.
''Hear that?'' he shakes the ball ''There are coins inside it, the weight makes it easier and way more possible to actually win. Only the demonstration balls have coins in them'' I give him a confused look.
''But, isn't that cheating?'' I ask.
''Yes but not everything is honest. It's not impossible to win''
''Yeah but with the coins you're just giving false hope''
''It's just a bloody game, stop overreacting'' he rolls his eyes at me. Ugh, I thought he was just beginning to be civil. I sigh.
''Never mind then'' Harry walks past me. ''Hey where are you going?'' I shout, his back facing me.
''Why do you care?'' he stops and turns around in his place to look at me.
''We're just about to open, you can't go!''
''Why? You know what to do'' he shouts back. Surely he can't just walk away. Wait, I don't need him. He'll just keep annoying me anyway. Good riddance.
About half an hour later people started to pile in. Not loads, but enough for a Saturday morning. It's fun seeing the little kids winning stuffed animals and little plastic toys. The look on their little faces is just precious.
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''Can we play a round?'' a voice says.
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Good Intentions - Harry Styles Fanfic
Fanfiction*** A.N: Okay so, I wrote this story when I was very young, and now, over 3 years later, I realise that the story is definitely not as good as I thought it was (in fact it's pretty bad). Why do I say this? Because if any of you read this and think "...
