Never (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

"Lunch time!" Cassie screams randomly.

We laugh as we see two fourteen year old girls give us a death glare.

"I can't believe that was four hours already!" I say.

"Its true. Time flys when your looking at clothes."

"True true."

We head to the break room where we were gossiping about other employees only four hours ago but only felt like a half an hour.

We walk in and Zayn is on the phone sitting at a round table, Jennifer is looking into the fridge for something, and Kaitlynn is waiting by the microwave for her food to be done.

"Come on we'll sit next to Zayn." She whispers into my ear.

I follow straight behind her and sit next to Cassie.

"Okay. Okay see you then." Zayn says into the phone.

"Hey guys sorry I was on the phone." Zayn says.

"It's fine. I think you need to meet someone!" Cassie says.

"You must be Max?"

"No it's Alex." I correct him.

"Sorry they sound the same."

"It's fine I get that alot." I laugh.

"Okay." He laughs along.

"Did you bring a lunch? I keep extra hot pockets if you want?" Cassie ask me.

Shit I forgot my lunch.

"Yeah my I have one? I was in such a rush this morning."

"Of course!" Cassie and I stand up and head over to the freezer. She grabs two hot pockets and goes to the microwave and puts one of them in.

"Go talk to Zayn." Cassie tells me.

"Why?"

"Just to get to know him."

"Okay I guess."

I walk over to Zayn who is on his phone.

"Hey you." He says.

"Hi you." I laugh.

"So what's your back story?"

"Back story? Theres really not much to tell honestly."

"Oh yes there is like I'm not being a stalker trust me, I'm curious about everyone."

"Oh so well here it goes. I grew up in Payson and moved down to Mesa when I was fourteen. I loved shopping and fashion. So for college I took up fashion and design at ASU and now I'm here just keeping a job to stay on top of bills and yeah."

"That's awesome! Now I guess your wondering where I come from."

"Yeah pretty much."

"Well here mine is. I grew up in Bradford, England and..."

That's where his accent is from. Its beautiful. I have always loved British boys accents. There excellent.

"And that's my story pretty much."

"That's cool."

Fuck I wasn't listening.

"Haha yeah I guess."

He smiles at me while looking into my eyes. Its like he's looking into my soul. Wow.

Where the hell is Cassie?

"Do you know where Cassie is?" I ask.

"Oh during this time she has to go across the street to meet with her boyfriend but she left your hot pocket in the microwave for you."