Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)

Chapter 8 Damsel in Distress

Rosalie's Pov

Woke up with such motivation today. I felt like I could take over the world. I checked my phone one text message from Zayn. He sent it last night.

Where are you? Are you out on a date? ~Zayn ❤

Why would he care if I was on a date?

I had barely enough time to get ready for work, so I didn't bother to reply. Finally work. Some people complain of going to work, but I liked it. Meeting new people everyday. Don't get me wrong some days are tough, but it's all I got going for me.

I finished getting ready and made my way to the cafe. It was the same old same old. Same old shit just a different day. Having to be over nice and smiling all the time to get those extra tips.

"Rosalie table 5 is waiting to be served" My boss said.

I made my way over.

"Hi I'm Rosalie I'll be your waiter today, here are your menus would you like anything to drink?"

It was a group of three boys. They seemed a few years older than me. They looked 20 or 21.

"Tell me Rosalie, how come you aren't on the menu, cause I'll love a piece of you." One of the older looking guy said.

Jerk . Eww come up with a better pick up line.

"When does your shift end?" Another boy replied. I rolled my eyes. Not gonna happen mate.

"We all can have a fun time together" The third one said. While giving me a wink. Eww what the fuck does he think I am? One of them stood up and came closer to me.

"Oh sweet love, I'll do anything to please you" He whispered in my ear.

I cringed. Gross. Oh my gosh if they don't stop I am going to go off on them.

"Look sir, if your not gonna order something I suggest you leave, we have many customers waiting to be seated." I said. I am not risking my job for these imbeciles.

"Now now don't be like that, I can make you very happy" He put his arm around my waist and squished my bum in the process. What the fuck arse.

"Hey get your hands off me." I didn't want to make a commotion and I didn't want to get fired either.

"You should leave now!"

I turned, around it was Zayn. What was he doing here?

"And what if we don't wanna leave mate, who's gonna make us?" One of the other boys stood up to where Zayn was.

"Leave her alone, don't bother her or you'll have a problem with me." Zayn looked furious. There was something in his eyes, it looked like he was ready to punch this guy out. Zayn's eyes turned a dark shade. His jaw was clenched and so were his fists.

"Hey I don't want any trouble here you three leave now" My boss said.

"Fine whatever it's not like we like this shitty place anyway."

They all left.

"Rose are you alright?" Zayn said

"Rose? Nobody has ever called me that before." It was kind cute. He renamed me. Ha.

"Yeah I.. you know it's short for Rosalie," Zayn replied.

"Rosalie get back to work." My boss said.

"On it. " I replied.

"You didn't text me back last night" Zayn said.

"Uh sorry I got in late last night, I saw your text this morning, but I must of forgot to text back. " It was kind of the truth.