Prologue

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by siilentnight

Dedicated to anm_01

by siilentnight

Chapter status: Edited

I hooked my phone up to my car and started blaring my music. As usual, the first song to come on happened to be Do I Wanna Know by the Arctic Monkeys which just happens to be my favourite song at the moment and also just happens to be on repeat. I do this with all songs I like. I play it on repeat 24/7 and I get tired of it so everytime it comes on, I don't want to listen to it.

I pulled into my usual parking space at the back of the Diner and grabbed my bookbag out of the back seat. I walked in the back door and greeted Perrie, who left early and got here before I did because she needed to talk with my boss, Al. I put my uniform on in the employee bathroom and walked to Al's office.

My paper was on his desk, as it is every day, and I attached my name tag to the designated area. I reapplied my mascara and lip gloss in the mirror right beside the place where I set my bag down every morning.

I put my makeup back in my purse and put my purse in the cubby-hole I share with Perrie. I got my waitress notepad thingy and went to the first table I was assigned.

"Hi, My name is Sarah and I'll be your server. What would you like to drink?"

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The day had been going by lethaly slow - as can be expected for a Sunday - and I'd had thirty minutes until my shift was over. I was just about to ask if I could go ahead and get ready to leave when some loud voices walked in the door and into my section.When I looked up I saw five lads sitting at a large corner booth in an excluded part of the diner. I internally groaned at the sight.

"Oh great." I mumbled to myself as I walked over there, but on the inside I was screaming.

"Hi! My name is Sarah! What would you like?" I pushed the bitterness I had a few moments ago to the back of my mind and gave my best smile.

"PIZZA!" They screamed in unison. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. They looked nineteen, twenty, twenty-one and they're acting like seven year olds. Times like this make me wish I had brothers instead of sisters. I can't say much, though. I love my sisters.

"Eh, love, what's so funny?" The blonde lad on the end smirked. I looked into his sparkling blue eyes. His accent wasn't from around here. Irish, if I remember correctly.

"Uh, oh n-nothing," I grinned. He smiled back.

"I'm Niall," he said. "And that's Harry, Zayn, Liam, and Louis." He said pointing at everyone around the table.

"I'm Sarah." I said hoping I wasn't blushing.

"I know," he cheekily replied. He must've read my mind or seen my dumbfounded expression because he busted out laughing and explained himself. "You said it when you took my order."

The blonde one typed something on his phone and looked at the raven haired lad with the quiff.

"Well, sweetheart, maybe after your shift you can join us..?" The Quiffy lad with the strong accent asked.

"Sure. Sounds great!" I replied, turning away. "Oh! Your pizza will be out in just a minute."

[A/N]

NAME CHANGE BC ITS TOO SIMILAR AHA IM CHANGING THIS STORY SO MUCH SO BE READY ITS COMING BACK

- Ansley xx