WARNING: SHORT CHAPTER BY SOPHIE
her pov
If HATING your job could kill you- I think I would be dead. Or, at least half dead.
I work at an old, gross, McDonalds, at the center of my town. I'm a waitress on Mondays through Wednesdays, and a cooked the God-forsaken food thursdays through Saturdays. The worst part of it all was the payment, though.
Working exactly $5 an hour, but working 2 hours a day, I get $10 a day. So, yeah. Not very helpful.
That's untill a particular blond boy walked into the terrible fastfood resturant, and turned my world upside down.
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Okay. It has been a year, and I have been
A) Lazy
B) busy
C) Pie
=3= so yeah. i'll upload more later
YAAAY *sparkles*
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McDonalds // Niall Horan AU
Fanfiction''Can I have a big mac with your number?'' In which a blond boy flirts with a girl who works at McDonalds.
