Disclaimer: Do not own 1Direction... They're people, duh. But the plotlines and OC's I do own. Another author helps and gives me input ;)
Coffee Clatch
January 10th 2012
"Turn it fucking down, Tracy! I will snap that damn CD!" She screamed through her bedroom wall to her little sister. The music was quick to turn up. Nessa threw her selection of polo shirts onto the floor and stormed to her sisters room. The white wooden door was plastered in their faces. "I said turn it down!" Ness bawled, unplugging the stereo from the wall. Her sister sat cross legged on her bed in silence. Tracy's room was pink. WAS. You can't even see the pink. One wall has Harry plastered on it, the other walls... Just the rest of them. Her laptop was on her knees. A stunned expression was on her face. Vanessa peered her eyes. "What's bloody wrong with you?"She snapped. Tracy said nothing. When Vanessa turned to strut away, Tracy let out a high pitch scream.
"THEY'RE TOURING! THEY'RE TOURING, NESSA!" She screamed. Vanessa threw her head back in disgust and her sister pushed past her to sprint downstairs. Nessa looked around her sister's room and screwed up her nose. Not out of jealousy. Not out of hatred. But out of sadness. She missed her form friend. She missed her English, PE and Spanish partner. They had eachother's numbers. He promised to text or phone when he got there. Fame, that is. They used to talk about how they would do amazing things with their lives. They had a bet. The first person to know about their fame would be eachother. They didn't like eachother in a certain way, just as a work partner and barely even aquaintences.
When she snapped oit of her daydream and depression, her sister pulled at her shirt.
"Mum wants to talk to you downstairs! It's about my birthday." She said with a sweet smile. Vanessa pushed Tracy away and grabbed her iPhone and bag for work.
"Mum, can we make it quick. I'm going to be late for work." She sighed when she zipped up her jumper.
"Now, all you have to do is give her the tickets tomorrow and you will go to the CD signing in the morning and the concert with her tomorrow night. No arguing. No 'if's or but's or maybe's'. You will take her." Her mother told her from the couch with a hot cup of coffee in her hands. Vanessa stood motionless with a gaping mouth. There were inaudible squeals and sighs.
"Fucking hatered towards me." She scowled under her breath before she closed the front door. Vanessa closed her eyes and took in a breath before unlocking her car and driving to the city centre.
Strolling through the city centre to get to her work, a large open top bus, ground at a halt and was surrounded by screaming girls, stretching back to about 100 metres. Camera crew were packing up. Some were crying. Some had fainted. Some had fallen from trying to climb the outside of the bus. Music Video she thought. It made her scoff. She walked a few metres before stopping and turning to face the bus. Guilt. Guilt for pushing her sister away. Her hand fished out her phone and she took a picture of the five boys ontop of the bus, waving to their hundreds of fans. Her eyes met Harry's. Then Niall's and Zayn's. Nessa hurried off before more crowds gathered.
The shop was quiet. Everybody was crowded round the bus that she could see from a mile away. The doorbell chimed and squeaked closed.
"Can I get two Iced Caramel Mocha's with extra cream, a Gingerbread latte with an extra shot of coffee... a Chai Tea... and just a latte?" He said to Ness in the Coffee shop. She nodded and marked cups.
"Cream. Shot... Latte..." Nessa didn't look at the customer. She passed the paper and cups onto the next person at the coffee machine. She hummed as she typed in the costs, adding on her fingers as she done so.
"Anything else for you?" Vanessa smiled to the till, still not looking.
"Just half a dozen of your best selling cakes please." The man chuckled. She turned her head to look at the person who was already filling the paper bags. Ness looked back at the till and continued adding.
"£28 please?" She smiled, finally raising her head and stumbling back slightly. Mr Harry Styles stood with a gleaming smile on his face as he rumaged through his wallet. She almost threw the cups down as she leant over the counter to kiss him. A long, casual kiss. A fangirl kiss. Fireworks. Cupids. Loveh-
"Nessa?" Harry asked as he noticed her name tag on her green apron. There was a zoning-in sound in Vanessas head and she blinked before blushing.
"Sorry... Thank you." She greatly smiled as he handed her a ten and a twenty, "D-Do you have a..." She lost her words and Harry picked up one of the green cards on the counter.
"Speciality card?" He sniggered as he held it infront of her.
"Harry. Harry. Harry. Harry. Harry. Harry." A Doncaster voice repeatedly asked quietly ask he came into the shop.
"Louis, here. Take Zayn's as well."Harry smiled as he took the cups from the counter and handed them to Louis. There was a pause. Harry filed his money away as Louis and Vanessa just looked at eachother.
"Vas happenin', guys?" Zayn chuckled as he came through the door. "Want a picture?" Zayn swiped his coffee from Louis' hand. Liam and Niall followed suit and all five were gathered around the counter, joking with eachother as she made up her mind. Louis was still bemused. His Gingerbread latte was burning through the cardboard holder and he set it down quickly. She looked at him holding his red hand and flinched before sharply turning and dampening a sponge.
"Here." She smiled awkwardly. Shamefully. The first words she had spoke to him in at least two years. Since he signed up for XFactor, he dropped out of school and she never spoke to him again until now.
"So... Snappy Snappy?" Zayn asked with a wicked smile. She nodded and took her phone out of her apron and handed it to her co-worker. She couldn't believe this was happening. She suddenly didn't despise them. She put her hands sheepishly into her apron pocket and felt Harry and Liam's hands go around her back. Louis knelt infront of her whilst Niall was on Zayns back with his thumbs up.
"Going to the CD signing tomorrow?" Niall smiled before the flash went off. They all blinked.
"Yes. With my little sister. She loves you guys. It's her birthday tomorrow."Vanessa cringed, putting loose hair behind her ear.
"Aww. How old?"Liam grinned.
"Eight. We're going to your concert too." She laughed. Louis eventually stood up and smiled.
"Look, I'll tell you something. Since it's your sister, I'll sneak you into VIP. Being her birthday and all." Harry charmed. Vanessa felt a sweat coming on. She felt sick with newfound excitment.
"Harry, you can't do that. It's fine."She argued lightly with her hand on her heart. He shook his head.
"Seven O'clock at the side doors of the arena. We'll get you reserved front row and backstage. Maybe even the afterparty..." Zayn smiled. She went to speak and Harry put his finger to her mouth.
"A close friend of Louis' is a close friend of ours." He winked.
She saw them out, with a kiss to the cheek from each of them. The Louis kiss was awkward for both of them but it made the other boys snigger. Niall was last out.
"So, we'll see you tomorrow then?" He smiled. Nessa nodded and he tightly hugged her.
"BYE,NESSA! WE LOVE YOU!" Harry and Liam yelled from down the street. She turned to face back into the shop. She felt all jelloid.
"I'm taking the rest of the day off."Nessa giggled childishly as she hung her apron up and collected her tip. She never gets left thinking anymore, she shoved the money into her jeans pocket, collected her things and hit the shops.
