Chapter Two

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I hid around the corner, wanting to be out of sight of this guy. 

I have met some creepy guys in my time, but this guy takes the cherry on top.

"Number 4!" shouted a voice. I turned around. A plate was left on the table, taking it I sighed, straightened my back and walked out to the customers table.

"I was wondering what took you so long" he smirked.

"Food has to be cooked before eaten sir" I replied placing the plate infront of him.

"Don't call me sir" he said slightly aggitated. I put the knife and fork down before looking at him.

"Alright then. What should I call you?"

That he never answered and went took out his knife and fork from the napkin and began to eat. I turned and left him to it.

I ran my hands through my hair as I waited for the machine to fill the class full of coke. 

Taking it back to the table I put it infront of him. I turned to leave until I felt my hand being grabbed, only for a brief second.

"Sit next to me" he said simply. 

"Sorry. But I'm not allowed" I lied. But I really didn't want to sit next to him.

"I'm inviting you. Come on" he smiled at me, pulling the chair next to him backwards.

I sighed and walked around to the chair. Sitting down next to him, I smiled trying not to show him that I'm creeped out. 

"What is your name?" I asked, breaking the awkward silence.

He waited a while before answering "Louis. Louis Tomlinson" his face showed annoyance.

"Your not from around here are you?" Louis pushed his plate to me, offering my his food.

"What makes you think that?" Louis asked staring me square in the face. 

"I have served mostly everyone in this town at least twice. But never you. So. Are you new?" 

"You could say that" I watched Louis' every move "just visiting" he whispered.

I nodded "Oh" 

The song Body Language by Jesse Mcartney came on the radio. I liked this song. I had to contain myself from singing it. 

"Nicki" a voice called my name making me turn and look at them "the boss wants you" 

"Okay, thanks Hayden" I nodded. Standing up I felt Louis tug on the hem of my shirt.

"Don't go sweetie" he pleaded. Louis' hand traveled down, to the inside of my legs, trailing his fingertips lightly over my skin and up my leg stopping only inches away from my area.

I was wearing a skirt too, lucky I was wearing tights but I doubt that would stop him.

"I-I have to" I stuttered, pulling myself away from his wandering fingers. I walked away breathing heavily. 

I knocked on my bosses door.

"Come in" he said motionlessly.

I obeyed and walked in, sitting the chair infront of his desk "You wanted to see me sir?"

"Yes. Ms Tyler I have decided to let you go on a break. You have been working late shifts for many days in a row and you need some time off. Think of it as a little holiday"

I couldn't believe my ears "R-really? Thank you so much sir"

"Starting from now. It is slightly dark now. So I'm relieving you of your shift. Take some time off but don't let it be too long"

"Yes sir. Thank you sir" I stood, smiled and left the room.

Walking back to the resturant area Louis was no longer there. I sighed, relived if I'm honest. Walking to his table I picked up his now empty plate, empty glass and took them over to the kitchen.

"Nicki, what did the boss want you for?" Hayden asked. Her hazel eyes filled with curisouity.

"He's letting me have some time off. Said I've been working too much"

"Lucky you" Hayden winked, nudging me lightly. I put my apron on the hanger and put on my coat and scarf. Going into the till I took out my wages and hugged Hayden.

"I'll see you soon babe" I smiled and waved as I left.

Walking out I put my money into my back pocket, hands into my coat pockets and walked down the street. 

"Nicola" came a voice infront of me.

I looked up. Louis Tomlinson. I thought I got rid of him.

"What are you my stalker now?" I asked, causing him to smirk and chuckle lightly.

Louis walked up to me, I stood my ground "You forgot this" he said holding out his hand. I expected to see a phone number but instead it was a lollipop.

"No thanks" I said looking back at Louis, his face motionless "mama told me not to take sweets from strangers"

Louis laughed "Mummy's little angel are we?" he mocked.

Annoyed I took the candy out of his hand and put it in my pocket. 

"Satisifed?"

"Very. Later sweet cheeks" Louis winked, brushing past me, breathing in my scent. I stood still for a few seconds as he walked behind me. 

Scoffing I walked on ahead to the bus station, not really noticing that Louis had glanced back over his shoulder at me.

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