Living the dream *one direction*

Lunch With One Direction *Part One*

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*Neveah P.O.V.*

"Well boys I guess we should sit down."

I waited to see where they would sit so that I could sit down. I saw that Harry whispered something to Zayn and Zayn had gotten out of his seat. I had to sit in between Harry and Niall. I noticed that our waitress was coming. The alarm in my head was saying slut but my heart was saying whore. I was right to go with my gut, she's a slore. I'm guessing when she saw what table she was appointed to she decided to unbutton more buttons in her shirt and she pulled her skirt up higher. The slore might as well have just kept her dirty hair in that bun of hers.

"Hello gentlemen I'm Sasha and I'll be your waiter for the evening."

I know this bitch did not just ignore me. Let me get this bitch straightened out real quick.

"Excuse me, SLORE last time I checked I was a girl."

She had the nerve to give me the "bitch I don't like you" look and I gave her the look right back. I looked over to see One Direction watching us in amusement. I turned back to the slore to see her giving me her fakest smile ever and I decided to return the favor.

"I am so sorry miss I didn't see you there."

"Yeah, whatever slore."

"I mean it's not everyday One Direction is in our res......."

"I said whatever slore."

"My name is Sasha."

"I know what your name is."

"Um, OK lets start you all off with drinks."

"Can I have the Strawberry-Mango Limonata."

I look over to see all of the boys whispering to eachother. They stop when they notice that I'm looking.

"What about you guys?"

"We'll all just have tea," says Liam.,

"OK, I'll be back with your drinks."

"Hey Sasha?"

"Yes miss."

"Don't spit in my drink if you don't want me to cut you."

Here eyes got huge like she was scared of me or something. Well good cause she should be scared of me.I looked back at the boys and they sorta looked scared of me too.

"What, I didn't really mean it."

They all sigh in relief and turn back to their conversations. What they don't know is that I was seriously serious. I got my switchblade in my purse.

"Neveah."

I turn to look at Niall. Why do they keep smiling at me? Niall is pretty cute with his adorable accent. Irish boys make me go wild.

"Yeah Niall?"

"What do you like to do for fun?"

I noticed that what Niall had asked me had got all of the boys attention. Should I answer carefully or be fully honest. Who gives a fuck, I'll answer anyway that I want.

"Honestly, I like to sing, dance, do pranks, read sometimes, swim, eat, go for walks, I like to write, and I love love love to cook."

"Where have you been all my life." says Niall.

"Ha Ha but, I'm also a freak.....for clothes"

"Yes, we are gonna get along just fine," says Louis.

"Oh, I thought you meant you were a freak in general," says Harry.

"Wow Harry just wow," says Liam.

 "Yeah hazza who knew you where so clueless."

  "Whatever boobear."

 I looked around and who comes but that stupid slore. She has that stupid ass grin on her face. She betta not have spat in my drink or I'm gonna have to put her ass in check again.

 "Here are your drinks everybody. I hope they are to your liking."

 I had to make sure I examined my drink so that I would know if she had spit in it. As the guys said their thanks I was twirling my straw staring at the waitress. I noticed that she looked a tad bit nervous. I smirked at her and took a sip of my drink and looked back at her.

 "It's fine, thank you.......Sasha."

 I heard her sigh in relief.

 "I'm happy it's to your liking miss. I'll be back to take your order."

 She smiled at me and walked away. I turned back to the boys to see them laughing for some reason.

 "What are ya'll laughing at."

 "That waitress, you do know that she's really scared of you," says Louis.

 "So Neveah, what year were you born?" asked Liam.

 "1993, why?"

 "See Harry you'll always be the youngest no matter who tags along with us," says Liam.

 "Shut up Liam," says Harry who throws some bread at Liam.

I laugh and start to look around at everyone. I notice that the majority of the teen girls even some adults are taking pictures of our table. I make eye contact with one girl and she gives me an evil look which I return. She must be shocked that I gave her a face because she looks confused and she turns away. I put my head down on the table and sigh. I feel someone touch my back and I know that it's Harry. Don't ask how just know that I know.

"What's wrong love?"

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

I sit up and look at Harry. Up close Harry has some really sexy eyes for sure. I smile at him my most convincing people. I look around again and notice that here comes our waitress.

"Yeah I'm sure."

"Are you all ready to order now."

"Yes, I'll have the Lasagna Fritta."

"I'll have the Chicken and Gnocchi," says Liam.

"I"ll have the Grilled Chicken Florentine," says Zayn.

"I'll have the Chicken Alfredo Pizza," says Louis.

"I'll have the Lasagna Classico and the Five Cheese Ziti al Forno," says Niall.

"I'll have the Chicken Parmigiana," says Harry.

"Can I also have the Tour of Italy," I add.

"Your food will be ready momentarily."

I watched as our waitress walked away. I turned back to the boys and noticed that they were just staring at me.

"What?"

"I guess when you said that you eat you really meant that you eat," says Niall in awe.

"Well yeah."

We all share laugh together. I lay my head on my hands and listen as they all joke around and talk to eachother. Yeah hanging out with them will actually not be that bad maybe it will be fun.