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How Times Have Changed

 CALUM SERIES:

4 Years Ago: 

As I shuffled behind Craig I wrote down everything he said, not wanting to mess up or make any mistakes on my first day. Occasionally he would stop at a table and explain the procedure of taking away dishes or ordering or even cleaning at the end of the night, everything didn't seem as complex as I had always thought. Fighting back the nerves I took a look around the cafe, seeing it was only half full which calmed be slightly, slightly.

"So that's the tour. Any questions?" He clapped his hands as he went back behind the counter and leant against the glass, I examined all the different cakes and pastries, seeing all the names and watching another staff member making various drinks within minutes. Re-reading my notes I shook my head and smiled to my new boss. "Right then," He smiled and went out the back then returned with an apron, a pad of paper and a pen. "These," He handed me the items. "are going to be your supplies, use them wisely." I placed the pad and pen on the counter as I tied the apron around my waist, the white and teal stitching contrasting against my black top and jeans. "Welcome to Faunas." He patted my back and left me to it, my first day of a part time job, can't be that bad could it?

Not long after serving a few elderly ladies some tea and cakes I was getting the hang of it, making the drinks was a bit fiddly but the food was the easiest part. The bell rang signalling a new customer and I turned around to greet them but I paused as they sat down. "Y/n!" He happily yelled as I glared then finished handing the kind lady her scone before walking over to his table. 

"Don't yell for me." I angrily muttered to him as I sighed. "Please, it's it's my first day. I need the money." I pleaded and he remained silent. Letting out a sigh of relief I removed the pad and pen ready to take his order. "So, what would it be Cal?" He pondered for a moment, glancing past me to see what items we had on display by the counter. 

He held this strange expression whilst he thought, his eyes squinted making his brown eyes less evident and a pout would form causing me to giggle to myself. "I'll have your number." He smirked causing me to hit him lightly with my pad of paper. 

Scoffing I waited for a serious response but none came, "In your dreams Hood. Now do you want anything or are you here to bug me?" I raised an eyebrow to him as he picked up his jacket and strolled out of the cafe. 

"Nice buns!" He yelled as the door shut, causing a blush to appear across my cheeks joined by a small laugh. 

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For each saturday I worked Calum would always come in and order something, he wouldn't do much for hours besides watching me work from table to table, he was relentless with wanting me to go out with him, asking for my phone number but I denied each time. I always used the same reason and that was merely because I wanted to have the upper hand, that and I didn't need a distraction right now. 

This lasted for a solid two years but became less frequent as I started to take on more shifts when I could. Occasionally he and his band would come in and order quite a few cakes or get some lunch and make some comments on how good I looked or how Calum should speak louder and make eye contact when he talks to a waitress. Usually when this happens he would start to blush and make me giggle before walking away and serving other customers.

Except after a solid seven months of him coming in to see me he stopped, at first I thought nothing of it despite missing a pick me up on a Saturday that used to be a guarantee. Now I just did my job with less joy, I still tried to be cheerful for the customers but as the weeks passed by, I really started to miss him. 

I continued to work for another year or so, but most of the time I worked out back and made the cakes rather than being a waitress I became a pastry chef. After that year I had saved up enough to do what I wanted, I could finally go and travel. Having graduated this past month it left me with all this time and no real rush to go to a college or university, instead I could go escape this town for as long as I wish. 

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"You ready to see her loverbird?" Luke nudged me as I tried to stop the shaking in my leg and the trembles in my feet. I shrugged it off and remained silent, thinking intently. 

"What if she doesn't remember me? Or want to see me again?" I begin to list off a bunch of excuses not to go back to the cafe, it's been three years now since I last saw her, since I saw her beautiful smile or those gorgeous eyes. How she lightly laughed at some poor jokes customers told and was so interested in their day. I just missed her.

Ashton popped his head around in confusion, "Oh yeah she sure isn't going to remember Mr Calum Hood the now worldwide musician." He joked and I raised my eyebrows. What if she didn't like it? The idea of me being famous and all this change happening? 

"Look Cal," Michael spoke up as he turned his head and peeped through the seats. "Y/n hasn't seen you in years and who knows what's happened to her. But it's worth a shot at least otherwise you'll regret it like not asking her out properly before we left or even said goodbye." I felt a sinking feeling in my chest and lowered my head, just looking at my feet. 

"Nice one Mike." Luke scoffed as he nudged me, "Just wait and see eh?" I simply nodded as we stopped. 

As I glanced out of the window there it was, the same cafe that caused a rush of nostalgia to hit me in the face. Memories played in my mind as we used to talk briefly or joke on Saturday mornings, of how I walked to the cafe the day we were leaving to say goodbye but didn't have it in me. "Second chances are worth a shot." I mumbled as I climbed out hearing the guys cheer me on as I opened the door to the cafe. 

One waitress spotted me walking in and sort of observed me, "Calum right?" She pointed to me as she pondered, I simply nodded. "Congrats by the way on all your success." She smiled and I thanked her. 

"Does Y/n still work here?" I abruptly asked as she picked up a couple of plates from an empty table, pausing as she held onto a glass, hesitating to respond. 

"Oh Calum," Her tone became less cheery, and I felt curious, a pit began to form in my stomach. "Y/n quit years ago. Went to travel the world, her mum comes in sometimes to tell us how she's doing but it's less frequent now." I shifted on the spot as she explained. "I'm really sorry. If I had her number I'd give it to you but Craig was the last person to know her number." She explained.

"Where's Craig? Is he about?" I asked with a hint of hope, wanting to just speak to her wherever she may be. She lowered the glasses and I heard her sniff.

"Craig, well my Dad passed away last year." I placed my hand on her shoulder and gave her a small smile which she returned before taking the dishes away. "Sorry I couldn't do you any help." I shook it off before heading back to the car where the guys all eagerly awaited.

I shook my head as they lowered in their seats and I collapsed into mine, letting out a loud sigh. "Forget it guys." I admitted defeat at last, "Y/n's gone." I mumbled as we drove off back to our homes.

As I leant against the window, watching people pass by I saw someone crouch down to tie up their laces with a large bag on their back. I let out a gasp hoping it was her, but as they stood up I turned away, it wasn't Y/n.