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17. One Thing- One Direction

 

I sat in the back of the fish and chip shop as I waited on my order to be called. This little shop has the best food- yet no one knows it’s here. It’s hidden very well from the public eye, but there’s always a steady flow of the loyal customers who have either discovered this place while they were lost, or were told of it by a friend. I came here every week and I was lucky that I had a fast metabolism because, as this food was delicious, it was also very unhealthy. There were about ten people in here at the moment, but I was only one of the few that were actually sitting down for the meal. There were people coming and going every minute, and I wasn’t really surprised that this place was still open even when it was so secluded. Once you came here, you could never go to another fish and chip shop again. It was addicting, to say the least. The aroma of the fried cod and chips filled the air, the continuous chatter of strangers and the bell of the door were accompanied by one hit wonders from the 80’s that were softly playing from a radio. As someone walked in again, I looked down at my watch. I had ordered about five minutes ago, so my order was coming up. “Lucy- come get your food, love!” Joanie yelled from behind the counter. I smiled and stood up from my table, walking over to the familiar waitress. “Hello, Luce! How’s it going?” Joanie smiled as she handed over my plate of food. I smiled at her and dropped the pound note on the counter as I reached for my food with the other hand. “Oh, it’s all the same as last week. Job’s good, mum and dad are almost over me moving out by now, and I’m still in massive debt from school!” I faced enthusiasm and Joanie laughed. “Well, that’s life, right? Tony says hi!” She referred to her boyfriend of two years that I had met a couple weeks ago. He had happened to come into the shop while I was here, and I had a right laugh with him. I could tell that she was happy with Tony, and I knew she deserved to be happy. “Give him a hug and kiss for me, alright?” I called over my shoulder as I made my way back to my little table in the corner. Joanie was about thirty years old- been working here in London for about seventeen years. After my many visits here, she told me about her life and she gave me a list of things to do before my next birthday. I was about to turn twenty, and she said that once you hit that age, you lose your spark- whatever that was. Joanie is what you could call… a free spirit. Like super skinny jeans, crop tops, bandanas, many tattoos, piercing and pink hair kind of free spirit. But once you get over her appearance, you realize what a complete and utter sweetheart she is. I knew what it was like to be judged by my looks. I liked to be a bit different and spontaneous; I wore what other people didn’t. Today, I was going for the ‘geeky’ look- black skinnies, white button down shirt, grey converse, a quirky owl necklace, and my brown hair was up in a messy bun. And, of course, you can’t look geeky without those big black glasses. I shuffled around in my seat until I was comfortable and I shoved a chip into my mouth as I let my gaze wander around. I looked at everything- the people, the weather outside, the decorations that I had since memorized, and the cars that rushed past on the street. You would think that, while looking around, I would notice when a boy walked up to me. But apparently not. “What’s your name, love?” He asked me and sat down across from me. His brown hair was pushed to the side and his grey eyes stared intently at me. His mouth seemed to be perpetually stuck in a smirk. “What’s yours?” I answer, ignoring his question as I grabbed another chip from the basket. “Louis.” He stated, leaning back in his chair. “Well, Louis, why should I tell you my name?” “I told you mine.” Louis reached forward and grabbed a couple of chips, jamming them into his mouth. I opened my mouth in shock, but said nothing. He was interesting- different. I liked it. “A girl’s name comes at a higher price.” I smirked, ripping off a piece of fish this time. He sighed and tilted his head as if he was debating something. “Fine, I’ll guess it.” “And how will you do that?” “10 questions.” He smirked again. “10 question?” I laughed. “Whatever happened to 20 questions?” “I’m just too cool for 20- 10 is more my style.” Louis sighed, as if being cool was a huge burden. "So, you'll know my name after these questions?" I ask, not sure if he's serious or not. By the look on his face, he looked like he wasn't kidding. "Yup." Louis simply stated and grabbed another few chips.L "Favorite color?" "You're going to guess me my off of my favorite color?" He raised his hands jokingly. "Don't doubt me- I have skill!" I sighed, still smiling from this ridiculous boy. "Turquoise." "Favorite animal?" "Badger." He paused before asking the next question. "Now why's that?" I smiled, pleased that someone finally asked why I chose this animal. "Now, who else says that the badger is their favorite animal? It's always a dot or a cat- badgers are cool!" Louis laughs and closes his eyes, probably thinking of the next question. "Dream vacation?" "Hogwarts!" I yelled out before I could stop myself. Ever since I was eleven I've been anxiously awaiting my letter, even if I'm nineteen now and you leave Hogwarts when you're seventeen. Whatever- that was just a minor setback. "Favorite subject?" Louis smiled, really getting a kick out of this. "Wait- at Hogwarts or uni?" "Either." I rubbed my temples, trying to think. There were so many classes to choose from. Too many people said Defense Against the Dark Arts or Potions. "Herbology." I smiled, content with my answer. Louis pulled my plate closer to his side and he kept eating away at my chips. I grabbed a piece of the fried fish and took a large bite out of it. "Favorite movie?" I rolled my eyes at the question. Based on my last two answers, he should have a rough guess. "That's easy- Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone." He laughed and ate a few more chips. "Of course. Favorite band?" "Good question." I leaned back and thought. "Does it have to be a band, or can it be a singer?" "Can be a singer." Louis approved. "Alright, then Bryan Adams. Summer of '69 is basically my anthem." Louis smirked at the song choice as if he knew something in didn't. Did he like that song, too? "Favorite sport?" I smiled like a madman and I could see Louis bracing himself for another wizarding reference. "Well, besides quidditch- I like football." I could hardly contain my laughter as Louis groaned playfully at my answer. It was his fault. Kind of. "Dare I ask- dream job?" "I want to be someone who helps people and makes people smile. I'm not quite sure what that is yet, but I'm working on it." He smiled at my truthful answer. "Favorite family member?" "Why, Louis, why?" I moaned and leaned back, throwing my hands over my eyes. "I can't choose!" "Alright, fine. We'll skip that question. On to the next!" He cheered loudly, attracting the attention of a few of the other customers. I looked over at Joanie and she pointed at Louis back before winking and giving me two thumbs up. I waved her away, blushing slightly. I looked over at Louis and his smirk was not replaced with a straight face, his eyebrows turned upwards. He looked really serious, which was a massive change from his previous state. "What's one thing you want to do before you die?" Half of me wanted to laugh it off and give him a joke answer. But another half wanted me to tell him the truth. There was something about Louis that made me want to trust him. I felt like I could tell him anything. "I want to have one moment when I am completely and utterly happy- no bad thoughts, no nothing. I want just one moment of being in total bliss." I told him truthfully and I didn't see a single trace of judgement on his face. He just looked at me for a second, a look of deep thought on his face. Them, suddenly, a large smile broke out on his lips. "Alright- I've got it. You're name is Lucy." I froze. "What? Seriously though, how did you guess that?" Louis smirked, that all-knowing look returning. "They called out your name when your order was ready." I released the air I had been holding in. "So you sat there after all this time to guess my name even though you already knew it?!" He shrugged. "Yeah." "Why?" I pressed. I knew there was something else. There was no such thing as a boy who just wanted to talk to a girl; there's always a secret motive. I knew that boys from those romance books didn't really exist. "I wanted to talk to you." He shrugged again. "Me? Out of all of the girls in London, you want to talk to me?" I ask incredulously. Was he being serious? "Yeah." He leaned forward and rested his elbows on the table. "How about this, Lucy- we go out on a proper date and I can learn more about you." I paused. I know boys. I know what they're like. They were capable of horrible things. But as I looks at Louis, I was beginning to doubt that he was like other guys. "I don't know, Louis." He raised his eyebrows and smirked. "Lucy, it'll be purely educational." "Alright." I agreed, grinning. Louis stood up and held out his hand to me. I stared at it for a few seconds, confused. Then I realized. "You- you want to go out now?" He stepped forward and gently grabbed my hand, pulling me up. He stepped closer and smiled. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity- meeting a girl like you. I want to make the seconds count."

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To see her outfit, go to--> http://www.polyvore.com/one_shot_for_lucy-1d/set?id=53887256

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