"Taylor what the hell are you doing you have customers" my boss Kayla said.
As I came back from my daydreaming I realized I was at work
"HOLY HELL how did I get here"
"By the bus like you always do?" said Natalie one of my best friends, who works at Nandos with me.
"Now I think you need to get to work" she suggested.
An hour had gone by and I noticed everybody (that ordered a chicken wrap with a double order of curly fries, a drink, 5 hot chicken wings, and corn on the cob) was wearing the same shirt, this shirt had one boy he was very cute and I recognized him from somewhere, but I couldn't remember where.
"Taylor holy shit you have customers backed out of the door what the hell is wrong with you" Kayla said "if you don't get to work I will have no choice but to fire you, and believe me I don't want to do that to a friend" she warned.
I got to work with and thought do I get another chance to live life again?
Wow I swear everyone is getting the same thing over and over.
After about another hour of people getting the same thing every two seconds there was an excruciating amount of screaming and what I clearly remember as fangirling (a little of which came from Johnathan and Jake)
"What is going on?" I questioned Natalie
"One Direction is here" she stated as if it were normal, and for all I know it is normal, I don't even know who they are.
The 5 boys, who I vaguely recognize slowly approached the counter while getting stopped to sign autographs, take pictures, and the normal stuff for celebrities.
When they reached the counter I made straight eye contact with a handsome curly haired brunette with the same green color eyes as mine..... Who is this guy? As soon as I thought this thousands of memories started to flood in.
"Harry"
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