table for two // ziam

two

"Zayn! Take care of those for me will yeah?" Dan shouts from across the kitchen. Zayn nods and grabs the two delicious looking meals displayed nicely on ivory colored plates. He takes them out of the chaotic kitchen and enters the much more calm dining area. The restaurant is small, but designed beautifully with many potted plants and strung lights. Zayn's favorite part of the restaurant was near the back where some tables were set out on the balcony; a perfect look out on the busy London street below. The sky always painted with clouds or twinkling stars added to the feel as well.

Currently it was packed with people. Zayn's already seen a man drop an engagement ring into his girlfriends glass of champagne and his shift wasn't even halfway over. He figures out where the two plates are supposed to be served and places them down carefully on the crisp white cloth covering the antique table.

"Enjoy," he smiles softly to the older couple, their intertwined hands on display from across the table. They smile and Zayn does the same, quickly excusing himself. The two looked adorable together and you could tell they love each other as much as they did the day they got married. Zayn always looked forward to that, marrying someone, to fall in love with their eyes and the way they smile. And that's happened to him before once, but he didn't return the feelings so Zayn's been on a bit of a break since then.

After serving a few more tables and collecting a massive tip from an older man with his daughter (he hoped it was his daughter) he began to think about what he could buy with the extra cash. The little tap on his shoulder made him jump.

"Hey! Zayn, thank god I caught you. Do you mind taking my shift for just a bit? I've got a really important call to take in like 5 minutes. It'll only be for a little while," His friend Zöe asks, not even realizing she scared him. Zayn looks around the restaurant. It looks somewhat calm because of the soft light coming from the candles and the hushed voices from customers, but if you were a waiter you'd know. Waiters in all black outfits were darting everywhere. All of them trying to maintain a chill composure and happy expression. Bus boys were frantically cleaning the tables without trying to make too much noise for the next party who was no doubt waiting for a table.

"Sure. Sure don't worry about it. Hurry up though yeah?" He says with a smile. Zöe hugs Zayn tightly with a grin and a abundance of 'thank you's' before she runs off towards the back of the restaurant. Zayn grabs 2 menus for the couple still in their costs at the front. The two instantly smile when they realize they were finally getting a seat. Zayn noticed the man grab the women's hand and he looked like a nervous wreck. He even notices a small box shape inside his coat pocket. Zayn suffices a smile, "Right this way."

Another 10 minutes pass and the rush begins to slow down the slightest bit. His elbows are leaned against the table and he's looking down at the seat chart to see what table was available before the sound of a throat clearing calls his attention.

"Hi, I as just wondering if my date was already here or not," The man says quietly while looking down at his shoes. Zayn's mouth opens a bit, staring for a moment before stuttering a remark. "Uh, yeah. Yeah that's fine. W-What's her name again?"

"His name is Niall. Horan." He replies blushing.

Zayn flicks through the reservations and finds the name scribbled 'Horan' but it hasn't been crossed off.

"I'm afraid he's not but would you like to be seated anyway?"

He nods with a grateful smile and follows Zayn around the restaurant to a small table with a small flickering candle in the middle. He places the two menus down, one in front of him and the other across the table in front of the empty seat.

"When he does arrive I can tell him that you are here. If you like," Zayn asks.

The man nods gratefully. "My name is Liam Payne," he says softly. He smiles again at Zayn who was just plain taken aback at how gorgeous this Liam Payne guy actually was. The scruff on his face and his biceps made Zayn's cheeks hot. He had a little birthmark on his neck and his warm facial expressions were just the cutest to look at. He glimpsed at his eyes and whs just dumbfounded by how striking they were. Brown yes, but with small specks of a gold color and the flickering candlelight added even more depth to them.

"I-uh enjoy," Zayn simply states. He would love to stay and chat (literally) but not only is he trying to cover two shifts but he just heard shouting in the nearby kitchen which was probably most likely about him.

Zayn was right. Multiple hot plates were waiting to be served to hungry people inside the kitchen and as soon as it started to slow down, it goes back up again. He didn't seem to stop serving, sitting guests down, and collecting check books. It was like a endless cycle.

When Zöe did come back from her phone call Zayn finally got a chance to take a breather. And instead of taking a prolonged visit to the bathroom he went over to where the man he seated earlier was sitting. Because honestly he didn't remember crossing a 'Horan' off the reservation list.

When he looked over at Liam he was eating a bowl of soup...alone. Zayn watched as every minute or so he would look back as if too see if someone was coming but his date was still no where to be seen. Zayn could just hear his heart ache because who would ditch such a pretty date?

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random pic of jenson ackles bc im on season two of supernatural and heS MY NEW MAN LIKE HELL YEAH HE IS SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL I CANT