love for rent//Harry Styles

Part 1

song for part 1/ wake me up

I woke up to the beaming sun that took over my face, I grabbed one of the sinking pillows and smacked it upon my face.

'pfffff, does have to be morning I'm so tired,' I swiped my milky-white fingers against my face.

a tap on the front door occurred causing me to jump out of my spot.

I placed my hand onto the metallic gold knob opening the door.

oh my god not him again I grinned to myself.

'where is the money for the house I need it now,' the owner roared.

'calm sown sir could you please be patient, the money is with my brother don't worry by tomorrow you will have all the money you need.' I tried to calm him down.

' I want the money now or else,' he raised a brow.

'or else what your going to murder the family, what!,' I tried to defend myself.

'you'll see, now I want this house cleared,' he yelled walking of I nodded behind him.

I closed the door behind me turning my back to the carmine coloured door.

'jeez he's is so annoying, I stared at the circled clock that was hung up against the wall.

'holy shit its fricken 10:26! I squealed running back to my room finding my sister awake.

'why are you shouting so much? she questioned rubbing her eyes.

'shut up I'm late for work again,' I placed my phone into my bag before running out.

I tripped continuously through my way to work.

opening the doors to the restaurant.

'Amelia,' I waved to my bestie as she turned her head to mine causing her dirty blonde hair to slap her neck.

'oh my god your so late, later than yesterday,' she hugged me.

'I know, well it wasn't my fault the shitty owner wants the money for the house, I promised him that my brother would pay him tomorrow but I guess his just not patient enough,' I placed my hand on my hip.

' woah, anyways look who's over there,' Amelia pointed to the face of heaven.

'isa oh my god his so handsome I wish I was with him right no- 'girls what are you doing making another mothers meeting,' the manager cut me of.

'no, no, no sir were not,' I replied.

'Sophia if only you could do something right for once in your life like look at you, you look like a disaster now get back to work,' he walked of as I bobbed my head down looking at my clothes.

' a plate for Isa who wants to take it,' the man held the plate as I grabbed onto it.

'me, me, me, I ran down to isa with the plate as my heart bet really fast.

'here you go your omelette,' I placed it on his table.

'thank you,' he smiled.

'uh do you need anything else,' I fiddled with my fingers.

' yeah could I have a lemonade with ice in it,' he winked.

'yeah uh sur- hello isa do you mind if we take a photo of you at our restaurant? the manager asked.

'yeah why not, he chortled through the sentence as he stared at me.

'come you must be in the photo so that they know how friendly the waitresses are,' I stepped closer to him and leaned my head next to him with a smile ready to take the photo.

'okay and now where done,' the manager looked at the photo.

'alright and now I'm going to get you your drink,' I began to walk backwards not letting go of his mousy brown eyes.

'woawoaahhhhh,' I fell onto my knees as isa jumped up running to help me up.