Living in my head

Golden arches - (possible fic)

So this is written in the style as though It's officially published just cos that's how I drafted it. If u like it peas let me know or vote or sommet :)

A/n: this fanfic is tmh harry styles era bc I've got a bit of an obsession with that atm so I'm imagining him like that but if you want to see it differently go for it ;)

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I clutch my chest tightly as I feel my heart drop to my stomach at a nauseating speed.

How is this possible? It- it can't be? This is supposed to be there for me when I need it the most and it's just decided to close off on me?! No. I will not stand for it.

I pick up my deflated shoulders and begin to roll them backwards and forwards, hyping myself up. I blow into my hands and rub them together in preparation.

I cannot let them get away with this.

Quickly, I raise my balled fist to the glass and begin to bang against it, as rapidly and powerfully as I can.  When there's no response I storm angrily around to a window and repeat the process.

"Holy mother of"- I gasp, "are these people deaf? Wait..." I thought runs through my mind, "I swear to fucking god if I've been knocking for no reason...."

My knuckles become red and sore but I'm not giving up. Just as I am readying my self for a new round of attacks a side door fires open. A short, round faced woman comes hobbling round the corner, anger glowing on her globe like head.

"We're closed." She snaps, looking up at me pointedly. I bite my lip to avoid laughing at her height, or lack thereof.

"That's impossible." I countered, completely flabbergasted. "McDonald's doesn't close?"

She scoffs, rudely and shifts her weight to one foot, eyeing me sassily.

"We're closed." She repeats and I physically recoil from the tragedy of her words.

"You're — you're what?" I force out.

"We. Are. Closed." She repeats, yet again, accentuating each word.

"I— wha? — I don't believe it?" I say, shock evident on my face, am I losing my mind?

I lower myself onto one of the metal benches and allow the words to sink in.

Globe head approaches me slowly, "Look honey," She begins, her tone of voice changing drastically, "you clearly have some — uh — issues ... but — um......"

As she fights for words, my attention immediately shifts from her and I smell the reason before anything else. I inhale deeply and begin the scour the area for the source.

Then I hear it: "hey Amanda," a deep voice calls, "I'm gonna head out now, thanks for the nuggets."

I gasp and let out and involuntary, excited "nuggets!" shooting my head up in the direction of the mysterious voice.

Suddenly, my eyes fall on the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

A brown paper bag is held tightly in unrecognisable hands.

However, I don't care about the hands, it's the glorious Golden Arches stamped across the paper that catch my eye.

"That's fine Harry!" The stubby woman calls back.

"Oh yes Harry", I mutter , "that is more than fine." I begin mentally rubbing my hands together maliciously, already tasting the deliciously fattening food.

"What was that?" Amanda asks, looking at me cautiously.

"That is my dinner." I say excitedly, literally rubbing my hands together now, ignoring her when she backs away slowly.

That's it, I decide. McDonald's is closed but my good (soon to be) friend Harold here seems to provide just as well.

Oh the lengths I would go through for food. Multiple heist plans begin to run through my head as I watch the lanky, curly topped boy, fumble clumsily with his car keys.

This is gonna be good.

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A/n: so this is the start of my new fanfic! Hope you like how it's starting. Obviously is kinda a lot more comedic and less realistic cos I find that stuff more fun to read. Just to go over some things:
• My main character tends to subconsciously give people nick names just cos I feel that could add to the humor.
• I'm making up the story line as I go so (hopefully) expect some good plot twists but also don't expect to much cos it's all basically improv.
• I don't really know what chapter length is the best yet so if it's not consistent that's cos I'm still working out what works best for this story. 
• don't expect perfect grammar and punctuation, this is simply for fun, it is not going to be published

I hope u liked the start. Please comment and vote! Xx