Meeting Niall Horan Again?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

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  • Dedicated to Shreya
                                    

  Meeting Niall Horan Again?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Day 1,

  Today I was excited; it was my first day of work at Nandos. I was so excited because when I lived in Ireland, I worked there.  I had been missing nandos so much, I was studying in D.C when I walked past a Nandos, I was shocked there is a Nandos in America.  I walked in right away. They had almost the same menu. I ordered my usual Peri-Peri chicken. It was just like the one in the town center of Mullingar. It made me miss my home so much, but I couldn’t go back, not after what he did to me.  I saw the sign, help needed. I asked for an application and it was simple, part time or full time.  Each didn’t have that many hours, so I chose full time. They said they would call me when they had decided who had got the job, I thanked them, paid for my food and walked home, I was whistling a tune, I think it was Evanescence of some sort, I don’t really remember it was stuck in my head either way.  As soon as I walked into my apartment building, one of my roommates was running down the stairs squealing in excitement, apparently we all have to go see one direction with her.  I didn’t really want to go see them, they weren’t really my type of music, and I met Niall Horan as a child, he was my childhood crush. 

My name is Shreya Jacobs, and I am nineteen years old, I grew up in Mullingar Ireland, but moved to America on scholarship.  Niall Horan was my next door neighbor for sixteen years, and then I moved, I didn’t know what happened to him until I heard he was in One Direction, I always knew he was a good singer, we used to sing together for school sometimes, but he  was always better than me.   When I moved out I was crushed, I had always really liked him, but I never really got the same vibe so I never really did anything about it until I left, one day I was going to call him, and I heard he got a girlfriend, I was really sad about it, so after that we really lost touch, I never really thought I’d see him again, until this stupid concert she is making me go to.

Day 4,

Today is the day I find out if I get my job at Nandos, and it’s also the night of the One Direction Concert, if I get the job, and then I have to work until about an hour until the concert. I really hope I get the job though, it really reminded me of my time in Mullingar, I miss home, but I’m glad to be in America with this opportunity now.  As I sit at home and wait for the phone call, I start to get nervous, if I don’t get the job then I won’t have a source of income, and I feel less close to home.  My phone started reason it was Nandos- I answered it slowly.  The manager wanted to call and tell me that…I GOT THE JOB!!!!!! And I had half an hour to get there.  I had to hurry up and shower and hop in my mustang and speed to my job!!!! I guess I should be worried because I had to work, quickly shower and go to a silly One Direction concert with Annie, Beth, Jane, and Abby.  I wasn’t really excited because they weren’t my type, and I didn’t want to see Niall again. 

I was super nervous.  As soon as I got to Nandos, I got super nervous; I had never really worked for a restaurant before.  As soon as I walked in I saw my first customers, my roommates, I started laughing to myself I knew this would be an interesting day.  As I had hoped, they were my first customers, just to see how I would do.  As I walked up, they looked up and started grinning, I paused I just realized how hard this could be.  They could make my first job really hard.  As I walked up to their table, they looked up as I asked what they would like to drink, and if they were ready to order, that went well, but when I brought them their food, they decided to mix up their orders, I almost exploded, but I didn’t.  As soon as they left, the people I never wanted to see walked in………

One Direction just walked into the only known Nandos in America, I should have known.  As soon as they came in, my manager saying that I did good on my last table and I could serve One Direction as a treat, little did she know it wasn’t a treat at all, it was slow and painful torture killing my slowly.  As I walked to their table I saw two of the brown haired ones laughing, the only one I know by name Niall, stared at me as I walked up, he couldn’t remember me, he couldn’t right?

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