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Hiya people!
Sorry for taking so long to update! I had some serious writers block but I'm back now! Please vote, subscribe and comment any suggestions, these will all help to encourage me to write another chapter so please do. Hope you enjoy, this is a bit of a filler though but next chapter should have a hell of a lot of drama for you all.

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Soft morning light fluttered through the thin cotton curtains, casting a red tinge on my saw eyelids. Groggily, I peeled them open and stifled a laugh at what I saw. A snoring Louis was sprawled across the light wooden floor, feet massaging Zayn's face as they slept, whilst the later cuddled a teen magazine to his chest, the magazine coincidentally had a picture of the both on the cover.
A light huff of air broke me away from my amusement as I turned face the culprit, Niall. The beautiful blond boys face was nuzzled against my stomach as his strong arms clung to my hips, resembling a small child.
I quickly removed myself from his arms and giggled as he immediately wrapped them around a pillow. Then I continued to weave myself around the sleeping bodies of my friends and paused at the doorway to the hall. Quickly I tugged my phone of my back pocket and snapped a picture of my six crazy friends and laughed again at their adorable sleeping faces. Then I proceeded to walk to the door and left a quick note to tell them I left and that I would be in town.
Sneaking a quick glance at my watch I found it was just after nine in the morning and decided it was a good time time to start job seeking.
The apartment was only a couple roads away from the town center so I quickly weaved between the masses of people until I arrived at a small wooden, family owned cafe called Sally's. The welcoming smell of fresh breads and freshly baked cakes enveloped me as I slowly nudged the small wooden door open. A middle aged waitress flew between small, circular glass tables in an attempt to satisfy the mounds of customers that patiently waited. Upon hearing my entrance she flashed me a quick smile before resuming her hectic work. Slowly I waddled up to the tall glass counter with shaking hands asked in a small voice "Do you perhaps have any job offers?" after myself and the pretty, perky brunette who looked to be in her early twenties exchanged greetings.
"Well love, it seems we do!!" squealed the excited voice of the tan girl, I now knew as Rose.
"That's amazing! Where could I apply?" I stuttered, attempting a reassuring grin.
"No need for that! You've got the job!" Rose exclaimed excitedly before she began to explain how her parents owned the cafe and would welcome any extra help.
Rose then continued her excited rant by asking for my number and telling me to come to work tomorrow at 7 o'clock in the morning and that I would be working here until 5 at night. After handing me a uniform of a black pleated skirt and a fitted blouse, she shooed me out of the door whilst wishing me a good day.
Elated by my quick found job I began to prowl the streets again in search of a second job as I know the first would only pay a fraction of the rent. I know I could easily ask Em or the boys for help but I don't want to be living of off their hard earned money.
After over two hours of scouring the streets for jobs I stumble over a desolate looking club. The blacked out windows did nothing to conceal the cracked glass, and the once glittering black wall was now littered with pieces of gum and scattered with numerous cracks and holes. However a large 'help wanted' sign made me push the grim exterior out of my mind and force my feet to trudge towards the slight open black door. Peering my head in the gap revealed a young, exhausted looking in her late twenties mopping the dirt strewn floor in front of the large glowing bar. I cleared my throat in an attempt to gain the red headed girls attention. Her gaze immediately snapped to meet mine and relief washed over her small heart shaped face but her lips tugged into a small frown. However the first thing I noticed about her was none of these things, the first thing I noticed was a large partially healed gash across the left side of her face-stretching from her jaw to her cheek bone. Upon closer inspection I also noticed a array of smaller scars scattered across her porcelain face.
"What do you want?" Snapped the fiery redhead as she gave the once over.
"Er I was er wondering if you had any j-jobs?" I stuttered, voice raising multiple octaves in my weak attempt to conceal my anxiety.
"Yeah, we have a job. Aint no place for a pretty girl like you though" Drawled her disapproving voice. My insides seemed to freeze at her implications but I quickly dismissed this in my need for a job.
I continued to plead with her to accept my work and she finally gave way, telling me to be here at 7 tonight and to dress in a small tight dress with heels, to which I slowly nodded and scurried out of the dark building.

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