I'm Broken {Harry Styles}

Chapter 1

| Lacy's POV |

"Lacey, table 4 needs more water!" My coworker and best friend, Meg, called out. I was at work at a small tavern in Holmes Chapel, England, my hometown.

"I'm on it!" I screamed back. I got the pitcher of water and walked out to the table. Seated, there were three guys, around 18 or 19, just a year or so older than me.

As I got closer I noticed that two of them had tattoos. But the only blonde one didn't have any, he was laughing hysterically at something that the light brown haired boy had said.

The curly haired boy was sat staring directly at me. His jade green eyes piercing my own as I took a quick glance to admire his features. He was wearing a black t-shirt with black skinny jeans and brown boots. Atop his head he was wearing a tan fedora with his auburn hair pushed back.

I blushed and looked down as I poured their water. I looked up once more and saw him smirk at me.

"Thanks, Sweetheart," he said, I cringed at the name. He grabbed my sleeve as I began to walk away and I gasped as his hand grazed my fresh cuts from the night before. "Your name?" He asked, quite rudely.

"I-it's Lacey," I stuttered, my blush deepening.

"Harry," He let go of me and smirked once again, showing his prominent dimples. I quickly walked away and let out a deep breath I didn't know I was holding. I could feel my heartbeat race from the awkward exchange.

"Lacey, honey, it's time for my lunch break I need you to take over table 7 for me, Bella and Mark are taking my other two," Meg informed me.

"Hey, who are those guys?" I asked timidly, pointing over at the table I was just assigned. Thankfully Harry's back was to me so he wouldn't be able to look at me.

"Oh, huh, they go to some college around here and I heard they're always going to parties and hooking up with girls. But look at them! Oh my god it's like looking at pure sex!" she said, over-enthusiastically of course. "I also heard that the blonde one, Niall, got some girl pregnant and he made her get an abortion!" She looked me directly in the eyes and gave me a this-is-exactly-like-a-soap-opera-we-should-be-famous look. I nodded slowly, amused by her theatrical arm movements, and she gracefully turned and walked out, stopping to put on her coat and wave goodbye.

I cautiously walked over to their table to see if they were ready for the bill. I sucked in a deep breath and slowly exhaled to calm my nerves. I don't know what I was so nervous about, they were just regular college guys, right?

"Do you guys need anything else or are you ready for the check?" I asked, sounding more confident than I felt.

"I'm looking for something... Sweet. Although, I think I have that right here," Harry said and brushed his fingers across my hand. Goosebumps immediately rose from my skin and I blushed a deep red before pulling my hand away. His friends all chuckled quietly at his words, clearly used to this kind of behavior.

I grabbed the check from my apron and set it on the table. The light haired boy handed me his credit card without even looking at the price of the meal. I huffed and gingerly walked away. I heard one of them snicker behind my back. I balled my fists and continued to walk to the register, ignoring the feeling of eyes burning into my back.

I swiped the card and felt a presence in front of the counter. I looked up with a smile plastered on my face which immediately dropped after seeing who was standing there. I rolled my eyes and got back to work.

"You should be more polite to paying customers," Harry slyly remarked. He was clearly proud of his little statement.

I scoffed and said, "I'm sorry sir, what can I do for you?" Sarcasm dripping from every word.

"I was just looking for the lou, for your information, and that attitude will be reflected in your tip, Sweetheart," he stated before walking back to the table.

"Wait!" I called back. He turned around with that stupid smirk on his face and raised his eyebrows telling me to get on with it. I picked up the light haired boy's credit card, who I found out's name was Louis Tomlinson, along with the check and a pen. "Here, take this back to your table," I handed it to him and now it was my turn to smirk. His face immediately transformed from that of pride and dominance to confusion and anger. He swiftly grabbed the materials from my hand and walked away. I silently laughed to myself as they exited the building.

I walked over to the table to begin cleaning off plates and to collect my tip. On the table sat a twenty dollar bill with a phone number written on it. Underneath it had the words "call me, Sweetheart xo". I shook my head at the fact that he actually thought I would call him. I am actually quite thankful though for the $20 tip from a $67 meal. At least I will never have to see him again.

Boy, was I wrong.

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Hey so heres the next chapter I hope you enjoy (well it has Harry so why wouldnt you?)

QOTC: Favourite One Direction song?

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-Jess xx

I know this fanfic is bad in the beginning and I really should edit it but tbh I'm just too lazy so keep reading pleaseeee