Save You Tonight

Chapter Two.

Not sure how long its been since I went job hunting, but let me tell you, it isn't easy at all. I went to a bunch of stores, restaurants, movie theaters, and fast food places but still no luck. Its been about two weeks since I was last at Luna's and every time I pass by there, I feel a jab in the heart. Years of blood, sweat, and tears just because of one ass of a celebrity. How we all are truly pawns.

The paycheck I received from Luna's will only last me up to three more weeks, not including all the clothes I cant buy, or the shoes I wanted. It all has to be for my damn apartment. I surely don't want to be jobless and homeless. I think that would be the double whammy in life.

My best friend, Carol, invited me over to a small coffee shop earlier today. I couldn't refuse her invitation because I really have been feeling down in the dumps lately. I need some fun time, even if that meant not going out, partying, or movie nights. Maybe she could possibly cheer me up to the point where I could go back out there and hunt down every single "Help Wanted" until I got a paying job.

I pulled on a loose shirt, a pale peach with a flower to my right side, some white slacks, and black boots. Yes, boots. In Seattle, rain is the sun and boots are the sandals. I don't know why but this city always attracted me. I grew up just a few minutes away in a small town, common that I run into old classmates. My parents didn't approve of my decision to not continue with college, hoping I'd find my way back into the cooking business through Luna's but the doubts of my parents are always true.

I don't remember when, but what I could remember was the fact that my parents always called me a failure. It started when I was young, I know that for sure. They never were once happy with what I could do. At ten years old, I took art classes and got a silver medal my first year. With that, my parents wanted to drop me out for "failing" to use their money wisely. I busted my butt off the next year and finally got my gold medal for a painting on freedom. They couldn't make it to that. So my nana was the one to congratulate me.

My phone rang loud and made me run from the bathroom to my kitchen. The screen read "Carol."

I slid the green key. "Hello?"

"Hey Alaine, you remembered right, I said three o'clock on the dot?!" her hyper voice yelled at me from the other side. I checked the time, it was ten minutes to three.

Shit. I asked for the address again, writing it down on my palm and ran out the door, grabbing my umbrella from my coat hanger.

I arrived in just five minutes to spare. I looked up and thanked God, quietly, for not letting the rain pour. I saw the café, small but very nice, the big sign said "Little Miss Ann's: Café shop & Bakery". My stomach growled. Did I even eat brunch? I saw Carol sitting in an outside table under an umbrella. I went immediately to hug her, her blonde hair fussing with my dark brown hair.

"So why are you sitting out here? Its about to rain!"

"Actually were not sitting out here for long." she smiled.

I gave her the "what are you up to?" face. Carol always means more than what she says. It wouldn't surprise me if a sky diving team came down on us and danced for my own entertainment. That was just the kind of person she was, happy to the max.

"You have an interview with the owner of this shop in less than two minutes. What do you say to that?" she winked at me.

"No way. You are kidding me right?" I said, my jaw dropping practically to the ground.

"Not kidding! He's a friend of my friend who's dad knows this guy and he so happened to bring up they needed help. I talked to him, made an appointment and here we are. Viola!" she threw her hands in the air.

"You are the best Carol!" I said hugging her again.

"I wont be if you're late. Punctuality is the best impression. Go, inside to the left and to the back. The owners door is blue, his name is Blake. I'll be waiting out here." she smiled as she sipped her tea.

She really did know how to cheer a girl up.

***

Its been about a week since I started working at Little Miss Ann's. Carol and I celebrated that same day by going to a party. Boy did we crash hard that night! I got the basics down and hopefully by next week I know how to make everything on the menu without looking at the recipes. I was always good at memorizing things.

After my break, Shannon, my new co-worker, told me if I could go get table five for her while she had her lunch break. As I agreed and got my pad ready to take down some orders, I got there only to find the last person who I wanted to take orders from.

Niall looked up, his perfect blue eyes with specks of gold drained me as he looked me straight in the eye. We both agreed this would be bad just by the look.

"Alaine?" he said.

I looked over at his companion, who was horribly the person I hated the most these past three weeks than I have ever hated anyone in my whole life. He turned to me and grinned, from cheek to cheek. What's got him so happy? Our Happy Cookie Curls?

"I'd never thought I'd see you again." he said, almost relieved he had.

"I never really wanted to see you again." I replied.

Niall tried to hide his laugh, but it sounded like a muffled scream behind his hand. Harry gave him a face and turned to me.

"Listen, Alaine, I really hope we can talk sometime soon." he says, almost sincere.

I rolled my eyes at him. How could he just expect to be forgiven if all he ever did ruined my career, got me into a horrible depression, and made me scared for two weeks of my life? I placed my hands on my hips and focused on him.

"Listen, pretty boy, I don't want contact with you any more than life has already given me. It must be the devil's work to find you here after Luna's. So if you would please, stay out of my life and just order something to go and never come back." I said.

"You think I'm pretty?" he smirked.

Unbelievable. I sighed and asked Niall if he was ready to order, he also ordered for Harry, and to my pleasure, it was all to go. I felt kind of bad, making Niall leave. I mean, what did that poor kid do wrong other than be super cute? But I mean, its either that or endure Harry's presence in my new workplace and possibly loose this job too. I made them hot chocolate to go with two croissants. As I went to hand them to him; I thanked Niall for his patience.

"No problem Alaine, thank you for making this smell delicious!" he said, excited to eat his croissant.

I turned my back on them and started to walk away until I felt someone turn me around and a husky voice whisper into my ear.

"Here's my number if anything, love. I'll be here in Seattle for sometime so get used to me." he said kissing the tip of my ear while slipping a piece of paper in my jean pocket. A surge of warmth ran down my body, almost too warm. Before I could retaliate he left the café and me alone, standing there utterly confused about what just happened there.

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Author's Note:

I didnt know how to start this chapter but your feedback would be great! update later today, cause its another day at 2:35 a.m. thank you and comment! Xx