OLIVIA'S POV
i woke up bright and early, it was a chilly satirday morning where all i wanted to do was hide under the warm cozyness of my one direction blanket
chick-fil-a closes tomrorrow morning so i decided to go get an iced lemonade before tomorrow. i got out of bed and put on stark white pants, a light blue shirt with navy fetahers on it and red converse and headed out the apartment, not beofre wavign goodbye to my roomate of course!
i pulled into the drive thru and was greeted by a tired sounding voice "good morning! and what can i get you today?" the voice asked, it sounded almost irish somehow
"um i'll take a iced lemonade, and a spicey chicken sandwhich, with blue cheese dressing" "that'll be $17.34 at the window!" i pull up to the wondow and pay, then to the wondw where i recieve my food
as soon as the window opens, my heart stops. the guy giving me my chick-fil-a looks incredibly like NIall Horan form one dorection! i accept my food and drive off, surely i have to be seeing things
i mean what are the odds, and wht would niall horan be working at chick-fil-a? this has to be a mistundertsanidg... theres only one way to know for sure
i pull my carv into the parking lot, set mny order on the passengers seat and head inside chick-fil-a
when i get to the front counter, a hefty wiman with a heft smile walks over to me "good moring madame! what will it be today?" she asks giddily "well, im actually here to see someone, the man who is working the window" she smiled brightly and called over her shoulder
"Andrew! theres a young lady here to talk to you" 'andrew' stops what he's doing and comes to the counter "thank you marge" he says and the lady walks away
"hi ma'am, what'll it be today? wait didnt i assist you at the wondow?" i panic! what if he knows i know who he is? what do i do? what do i do?!
"um hmhmcc hkcmhh, i- uhhh, i didnt get any blue cheese for my spicy chicken sandwhich" his skeptical look changes to happy "im so sorry! coming right up!" then he runs to the back and gets my sauce. i decided that when he comes back im going to ask him if he's niall horan. if he isnt and just looks exaclt like nial, im going to be so embarrased!
"heres your blue cheese dressing, sorry about that!" "um no uh- problem, thanks" i stuff the dressing in my pocket and swallow hard. my hands are jittering nervously as he stares questioning at me "um... are you? er- N-N-N- Niall Horan?" he turns his head and gives me a confused look "im sorry! that was a weird question, thanks fpr the dressing"
as i begin to walk away, Andrew grabs my arm and i whirl around to face him "umm, i uh- i am niall horan" he says, going full irish "why are you working in fast food? your a pop star?" i say, trying to conceal a scream
"well ya see dere, me and de boys were playin a lil game of truth or dere and Louis dered me to work at a fast food place and to go on a dete with a lovely young maiden who i meet 'ere" he said, embarasingly. i blush every color of red, and so does he
"well er- could i get yer number?" he asked, looking at the counter. i whip out my hone faster than the speed of light and push across the counter to him "put your number in here, i'll text you mine" I say sheepishly. he happily pics up the phone and punches in his number "well um, i guess i'll talk to you later, uhhh-" "Olivia"
he nods and smiles "Olivia" i bite my lip flirtatiously and walk away. as soon as i get into my car, i let out a scream of joy. I JUST MET NIALL HORAN!!
when i get back to the apartment, i flop carelessly on the bed and smother myself in in pillows and let out a squeal of happiness
"what the heck is going on Olivia?!!" yelled me roomate, Alyssiana, running inot my room "nothing lyss, its whats right that im yelling about!" "why what happened?" she asked, flopping on the bed next to me, cuddling one of my Niall Horan pillows "wel..... i met niall horan!!!!!!!" i scream, jumping up on the bed
Alyssiana rolled her eyes and began to laugh. a knot formed in the bck of my throat, my best friend didnt believe me! "im not lying lyss!! he's working there rght now!" she laughed so hard that she fell off the bed and hot the floor with a thud "oh Olivia, wy would he worl at chik-fil-a? hes a pop star" "he told me that him and the b oys were playing truth or dare and Liam dared him to work at chik-fil-a for a week, find a girl he thoguth was cute, and ask her out... WELL HE aSKED FOR MY NUMBER!!" Lyss squinted her eyes in dis belief
"fine, im coming wth you and we are going back right now" she said , tossing the pillow aside "fine but you need to keep your distance of it could get imbarassing" she nodded and gripped the keys, holding yhe door open for me
we headed out
A/N;
hope you all like it so far!! so the reason the speling is off when nial is talking is because uim tryna make him sound irish! lol comment what you think! and as always;
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