She's Not My Type

Chapter One

~Flash backkk~

"FREY! Get of your damn phone and get back to work or you're fired!"

"Jeez. Calm the hell down, Granger!"

"MANAGER Granger!"

"Okay, okay. I'm getting to it!" I yelled while typing my farewells to Lily on my phone. "Manager Granger." I added quickly before he could get on my ass for it.

After putting on my apron and shoving my phone in my pocket, I dragged myself towards the cash register. I wasn't expecting much people to be in the shop. I mean, it is 5:30 in the morning! Even Chuck Norris doesn't wake up this early. (Maybe he does, but I wouldn't know.) Anyways, I didn't need a latte to wake me up; the whole shop is flooded with girls! They were either sipping their drinks or waiting in line.

I could mostly hear them say;

"One Direction!, OMG, OMG!",

"I'm gonna have Liam's baby!"

"Louis is my soul mate!" and more stuff about One Direction.

I was so overwhelmed with these girls, that I barely noticed the normal costumers waiting in line.

"Can I have a Grande, Salted Caramel Mocha?" piped up a petite blonde girl.

"Sure," I replied while grabbing my Sharpie and a plastic cup. "Name please?"

"Mrs. Malik," said the girl with a giggle.

"Okay, Mrs. Malik. Will there be anything else?" I asked.

"No thank you. But do you know if One Direction has stopped by yet?"

"Sorry, no I don't."

"Okay, then. I'll just come back," she said.

I watched as she walked out of the shop, leaving behind the sound of a bell softly chiming.

I decided to get back to texting my friend, Lily, since the number of costumers decreased and no one was in line anymore.

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Me: Heey, foo

Lily: aw hell naw -.- hows work, foo?

Me: was soo tiring earlier. so many loud 1D fans. probly a convention or somethin

Lily: aw crap! I missed another one!

Me: o.O you have conventions?

Lily: of course! Lol jk

***

Oh Lily if she wasn't busy being a Directioner, she'd be making up nerdy jo-

"Ahem," I heard a manly cough

"Sorry! What can I get for you today?" I hurriedly asked, out of fear.

"Two Venti Caramel Macchiato, two Caffè Mocha, three Eggnog Latte, one café Americano," he ordered

"Is there anything else?"

"Boys what would you like?" he asked 5 boys all talking to each other. One was waving at the glass window. Which I haven't notice, was crowded by screaming girls of all ages.

"White Chocolate Mocha, Vanilla Latte, Skinny Peppermint Latte. All in Venti. And I don't think Liam and Zayn want one," replied Harry Styles. I know it's Harry because I haven't been living under a rock! I know these boys; I know the lyrics to their songs. Yes I am a fan. No I am not a Directioner. I'm not crazy about them.

"Um name please?" I asked feeling shocked.

"Paul"

I walked over and recited the order to my co-worker, Brent, as Paul moved to the other counter.