Waiting For Superman

“Is there anything else I can get you, Mr. Styles?’’ The manager asks Harry as he sits at a table for two, alone. He didn’t have anyone to come with, so he didn’t even notice at first.

‘’Um, no I’m fine..’’ Harry sighs as he stares at the items on the menu. ‘’Okay.’’ The man nods before walking off.

Harry’s eye scan the food items. He’s thinking about what he wants, but yet at the same time he had no clue. His life has changed dramatically in the past few months. Back in June, the band finally split, going their own ways for a while. He wanted a new start, so he moved to Memphis.

He knew the city well already, but never really experienced the restaurants as much as he thought he had, so he decided to Google good places to eat that weren’t so fancy, just so he wouldn’t seem stuck up. Because he’s not.

When he searched it, the first one that popped up was El Pablo’s Bar & Grill. He liked Mexican, so he went for it. And so far, he was pleased. Well, the nosy manager didn’t really suite him, he didn’t like some one that treated him like most people do. He just wanted to be treated normally, like we all do. Famous or not.

‘’Hi, I’m Shelbi, and I’ll be your server today.’’ Harry hears what he thinks is an angelic voice. He looks up to meet beautiful blue eyes staring at him. He loved her short stature, he thought she was cute. “What can I get you to Drink?’’ she asks him kindly. Especially her glasses, there was just something about her that he liked and he doesn’t even know her..

‘’Um.. water, please.’’ He mumbles, looking away from her and back to the menu. He felt embarrassed a tab because of his staring. ‘’Do you want a lemon?’’ She asks. ‘’No.’’ He shakes his head lightly. ‘’Okay, I’ll be right back with that.’’ Shelbi walks away from the table.

Today she didn’t have anyone to talk to. Alexis took the day off. So she was alone. And, she was taking another double shift. Lunch hour was her favorite. More people equals more money she makes. She goes to the drink bar and grabs a cup out of the bin. She fills it with ice and then pours water from a jug in to it. She grabs a few napkins and a straw from her apron pocket.

With the things in either of her hands, she begins the walk to Harry’s table. She wasn’t stupid, she knew who he was. She liked the band’s music, but she just wasn’t a huge fan. Just a music lover. She just didn’t over react because she knew there was no sense in doing that. She wanted to respect him as a person.

She sits the cup down in front of him along with the napkins and his straw. Shelbi then takes her pen and notepad out to take his order. ‘’What can we get you today?’’ She asks him kindly, like she’s supposed to. ‘’Um, can I have a minute, Love?’’ He asks, glancing up at her but then back to the menu. ‘’Yes sir.’’ She mumbles before turning on her heel and walking away.

Harry lands his eyes on her back side as she’s walking away. ‘’Hate to see her go.. but love to watch her leave.’’ He smirks as he whispers to himself before turning his attention to the menu again, still searching for his lunch. He wasn’t sure what he’d get. But he honestly wanted to hurry and decide so that Shelbi would return to his view.

‘’Ahh.. Mr. Styles!’’ The manager calls out. Harry sighs to himself as the man reaches his table. ‘’Are you ready to order?’’ He asks with a fake smile. Harry makes a quick decision out of two things: One, say no and let this creep bother you some more, or Two, say yes so that the pretty girl will come back. He picks the second on.

‘’Um, yes.’’ He nods a little. ‘’Okay, one moment..’’ The manager says as he turns around towards Shelbi’s direction, she had just finished refilling someone’s empty glass. ‘’Shelbi! Get over here now!’’ He yells loudly. ‘’Hey, dude.. you ain’t gotta yell.’’ Harry snaps, his mood swings kicking in. The manager just sighs as he ignores Harry and continues waiting for Shelbi.

‘’Sorry, I didn’t know he was r-ready.’’ She stutters a little as she runs up to the table. ‘’No excuses. I’ve told you about this thousands of times!’’ He yells again, grabbing the people’s attention, good thing there wasn’t many here at the moment.

‘’I’m sorry Lyle.. I just.. he said he wasn’t.. I..’’ Shelbi stops herself, knowing she’s just making things worse. ‘’Damn it, Shelbi. I’ve told you, no back talk.’’ Lyle, who was full of himself and only a few years older than Shelbi, sternly said. Harry had gotten a little pissed by this guy. He had no right to yell at the innocent girl, he thought.

‘’I’m sorry,’’ she mumbles. ‘’Maybe next time you’ll fucking listen!’’ Lyle says in a normal voice this time. ‘’Whoa, whoa, whoa.. Listen man, watch your mouth. She didn’t do shit to you.’’ Harry says, standing up to confront the bastard himself. ‘’Mr. Styles, not trying to be rude, but this isn’t any of your business.’’ Lyle sighs out, rolling his eyes.

‘’Yeah it is. So how ‘bout you leave her alone and go fuck yourself.’’ Harry snaps. ‘’Mr.St-‘’ ‘’Don’t say my damn name.’’ Harry warns. ‘’Yes.. sir.’’ Lyle nods before huffing lightly.

‘’Don’t huff at me, damn it. Oh you know what, I’ll just tell your boss that my services were not very good.’’ Harry says, remembering his unwanted authority that he needed to take advantage of at the moment. ‘’Yes, you have. I agree.’’ Lyle says, looking over at Shelbi.

Harry looks at her too. She was in fear. She had lowered her head a little, her hair had fallen over her face. ‘’You think I’m talking about her? Please.’’ Harry scoffs in shock. ‘’You mean.. me?’’ Lyle asks. ‘’What do you think, idiot?’’ Harry asks. Lyle just gulps in response. ‘’Idiot.’’ Harry adds in a mumble.

‘’But.. Mr. Styles, I didn’t do anything to you.’’ He says, nervously laughing a little. ‘’Um, yes you did. If I recall, you yelled at my waitress, who had been nothing but wonderful to me. And you got loud for no reason, and did I mention that you kept on bothering me? Oh and if you hadn’t begun this conversation, then I could be ordering my food. So you also prevented me from ordering anything.’’ Harry tells him. ‘’But-‘’ ‘’Where’s your boss?’’ Harry sighs out, annoyed beyond limits.

Lyle doesn’t say or do a thing. ‘’No answer, fine then.’’ Harry shrugs. He turns to Shelbi’s small frame, compared to him. ‘’Where’s your boss, Love?’’ he asks her kindly with a gentle smile as she looks up at him. ‘’Um.. in the k-kitchen.’’ She mumbles nervously. ‘’Will you be kind to take me in there?’’ Harry asks. Shelbi nods and starts the walk towards the kitchen, which wasn’t far away, with Harry following her.

Shelbi goes through the kitchen door, but Harry stops in the doorway. ‘’Mr. Trent, a customer needs to speak with you.’’ Shelbi mumbles to her head boss, the owner of course. ‘’Not now.’’ He sighs as he continues adding up something on a piece of paper.

‘’But, sir.. this isn’t just any customer.’’ She tells him. ‘’Who is it? Beyonce?’’ He laughs lightly to himself. ‘’No.. its Harry Styles.’’ She says, almost chocking on his name, she was just flattered he was doing this for her sake. ‘’Harry.. S-styles?’’ Trent stutters as he leans up to look at her. ‘’Yes sir.. he’s waiting outside the door.’’ She nods. ‘’Okay.’’ He nods and motions Shelbi to come with him.

The two of them go outside the kitchen door to wear Harry had relocated to. ‘’Mr. Styles.. is there a problem?’’ Trent asks worried a little. ‘’Yes. I have a complaint.’’ Harry sighs, glancing at Shelbi. She was just staring at her hands as she picked at an uneven fingernail.

‘’Oh. What about?’’ Trent asks. ‘’The manager..’’ Harry says. ‘’Okay, what did he do?’’ Trent asks him. ‘’Well, he didn’t do anything directly to me. But he was extremely rude to my waitress. He was yelling and swearing at her. She didn’t do a thing.’’ Harry tells him.

‘’Well.. I believe that part. Shelbi here wouldn’t kill a fly if I told her she’d get fired for not..’’ Trent mumbles. ‘’I’ll definitely discuss it with him. Perhaps its time I bumped some one down a position.’’ Trent adds with a sigh.

‘’Yes.. it is. And if you are wondering on who to pick.. I think this young lady deserves it. She’s very kind.. and patient.’’ Harry smiles gently as Shelbi looks up at him, blushing lightly.

‘’Yes, you are right.. I’ll consider it.. Shelbi, why don’t you take a break from the dinning room. I know you and Lyle aren’t on good terms since last week’s argument..’’ Trent says, opening the kitchen door her.

‘’Thank you.’’ She mumbles as she walks past him and back into the kitchen to find something to do. By the end of the lunch hours, Harry had gotten his lunch to go, only to prevent any more inconvenience for anyone.

***

2 a.m. rolled around and Shelbi had just gotten home. Her father was asleep already. She remembered to call him today, unlike yesterday and the many times before then. She makes her way up to room. After undressing and changing into something to sleep in, she says her goodnights to the lost family she missed so much, and gotten in the bed. However, she didn’t go to sleep just yet.

She lied there on her side, facing the wall like always. She clutched her phone in her hand as she sighs to herself. She messaged Alexis about the day, with mentioning the person involved, Harry Styles. Alexis had replied a long paragraph on how Shelbi was some what lucky to have met him.

But all she could think about at the moment, and since it occurred, was his eyes. His eyes were as green as a pure emerald. As beautiful as she could imagine. She loved them. She knew few people who had green eyes. So seeing the shiny little sparkle in his eye made her day.

Also, the fact that he landed her a high paying job also made her day. But most of all, she knew some one cared in some form and way about her. He stood up for her, and that’s all that mattered.

Notes

So is good? Its more to come, and no they won't fall in love right away. Hell, how do you know she'll fall in love anyways? And nope, not telling a thing! I just answered all your questions.. ha

Anyways, I'll update soon. JUST COMMENT YOUR THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS. I love you guys and thanks for checking this out!! Thanks again!! xx