Do you really know them? (One Direction fanfic)

Chapter 9

Hey guys I’m back, hopefully this chapter will be a little longer.  Just so you know, stuff in italics is in her head like a voice.  You might understand if you read it :/

Also should this be a zayn fanfic or Louis?  Hellpp

Zayn placed a finger to his lips before sliding up his glasses as two teenage lads walked into the shop.  I took their order quietly and made it as quickly as I could, listening into their conversation of how ‘sick’ the club had been.  I grinned, I recognised these two, I served them the night before in the club when they were a little less sober.  It was one of the benefits of working behind a bar in a night club, you overheard people’s conversations while being practically invisible.  It’s something I’m good at.   I gave them their change before turning my attention back to Zayn, but by this time the rest of the group had joined him.  Was this One Direction?  Or just some of his friends?  I eyed them suspiciously, I probably looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights staring, trying to work out if they were actually famous or just friends.

“uh hello?  Frankie?” Zayn said, waving a hand in front of my face and I realized I must have zoned out.  “I know we’re stunning but you can stop eye raping us”  he said jokily and I shot him a glare, telling him to shut up.  Suddenly a squeak came from the kitchen door and Anna was standing there staring at the boys.  I laughed, although she was a fan she was more into bands like mcfly and busted, and I was in the process of getting her obsessed with Fall Out Boy instead of Justin Bieber.  I looked at Zayn and smirked

“Your secrets out now lads” I said half laughing and turning away wandering into the kitchen to grab some more ice cream for the milkshakes.  Suddenly an arm was on my shoulder, Anna

“How do you know them?” She asked eagerly.  I thought for a second, I couldn’t say about the hospital, it would give away too much, about me and the boys.  Anna didn’t know about my problems, hell no one knew about my problems, well now two of the most famous people on the planet did.  Something told me that wasn’t going to work well.

“My cousins friends cousin know them and i met them though that” I said quickly trying to work out if that would make any sense, or just sound like the usual shit that comes from my mouth. 

“Eurgh your so lucky I swear to god.  OMG can you introduce us” she rambled as I walked back into the front towards the boys.  Oh shit, I only know Harry and Zayn crap.

“Um, Anna meet One Direction, One Direction meet Anna” I said quickly, making myself busy around the front, re staking as much as I could to avoid talking to them.  Being famous doesn’t interest me, i don’t get how people can be obsessed with someone just because their well known, surely you actually have to get to know them?  I could hear Anna going on and on talking to them and I wished I had the confidence that she did, chatting away without a care.  I knew if I talked to them I’d fuck up and make a fool out of myself, I was amazed that I didn’t at the hospital if I was honest, putt then an argument with Harry was pretty fucked.

Stupid idiot, that’s why they won’t talk to you insulted them

No I didn’t I was sticking up for myself

Maybe it’s not that...Maybe it’s your face.  I mean look at it, and your thighs and you stomach, God you’re a piece of shit you know that?

Yes.  Leave me alone.  Please.  Not now, please

I felt a tear slip down my cheek, no.  I don’t cry, not in front of people.  I’m not that kind of girl, I spun around and walked into the kitchen and out to the back yard quickly, lighting up a cigarette.   No I’m not obsessed.  Yes I know it’s bad for your health, but hey, maybe it could kill me.  It’s not that I want to die, but the thing is.  I don’t really want to live either.  I glanced at my watch and sighed, I’d taken too long for this just to be a normal break.  Great, I thought as I headed back inside to see what damage Anna had done after being left alone in the shop. 

“Gum and deodorant” I was commanded as soon as I entered the kitchen.  Of course, it was bad to serve customers smelling of cigarette smoke.  I rolled my eyes but did what she told me to, it was probably for the best anyway.  As I reached the front I found the shop empty, and for some reason I felt my heart sink.  It’s not like I knew them or really wanted to but for some reason I wanted them to stay here.  At least here I knew they were safe. 

Idiot, why do you care?  It’s not like they care about you.  God, you actually thought they might have cared about you.  Pathetic

I closed my eyes, trying to block out the voice, it had been a while since it had come back this strong.  I was scared, but at least it hadn’t tried to take over my mind completely.

Yet.

The rest of my shift was quiet, with the odd customer coming in.  I let Anna deal with most of them while I unpacked the new deliveries in the back of the kitchen.  I liked it here, it was cool and clean, and most important it was quiet.  I thrived in situations like this, then again where I was headed tonight was the complete opposite.  Dirty, noisy and busy, yet I loved it.  I thought about how odd this was as I changed for my second shift of the day, working at one of the best nightclubs in the city, The Chapel.

Well I actually put some effort in this chapter, though it’s probably still shitty.

Seriously though I need help.  ZAYN OR LOUIS.  Okay bye :D I’ll try to update again soon