Love in a different way

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Gabriella helps her parents in there restaurant. She doesn't go to school or do things like normal girls. Her parents are poor, but she's happy. One day wen the restaurant is very busy one special boy comes in. Since that day she will never live the same way as usual. Two love, one story.

So this is my first Movellas and i speak french, so if i make mistakes tell me :) Should I continue? And if you want me to read your stories tell me. thanks

A Niall Horan fan fiction :) *** SEQUEL: Forever&Always

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3. The event

I woke up thinking about my dream last night. I dreamed about him coming back to my parent's restaurant. He was with four of his friends there were signing a song. There faces were blurred except him. I wasn't able to remember about were I had seen him before. In that dream, I was free. I was going to school like normal kids like me, I was doing things like them, I was happier. He was going to the same school as me and we were friends. It feels like that dream meant something. But what?

I know now that he is special for me. I know that I have seen him before. I'm sure. I hope to see him soon! Maybe we can be friends.

" Ok, I promise that I will talk to HIM and be interesting the next time I will see him." I said to myself while getting ready for work. 

 

 I'm so tired. All week the restaurant was full. I am the only one to take the order so I never have time to relax. My moms cooks, my dad takes care of serving to food and of the money. I also clean the tables when people are finish eating. Today is Friday and the restaurant is closed. I don't work and I have nothing to do. It's been a week since I haven't seen him. I'm starting to lose hope.

" GABRIELLA??? " My dad screamed from the kitchen. 

" COMING!!! I screamed back.

" Oh! There you are!" My dad said with a smile." Theres an event on the street today. Maybe you can go, make friends, you know..."

" Dad, I have nothing in common with kids in the same age of me. I'm eighteen and I never had a friend. " I replied 

 

I know I had hurt his feelings because he looked so sad. He feels bad because school cost money here, we can't afford it. It's a big city, there only a few school. The ones that are free are full and the only place were there's place costs money. 

" Dad, it's ok, I'm happy. I have you and mom. I'm used to it." I said with a small smile. Still no answers. "You know what, I am going to go to the event. See you soon."

 

I walked down the steps and out of my house. Tuns of people were in the street walking by tables full of things to buy. Music was playing, songs that I recognized and decorations everywhere. I looked around for things that interested me. All that really interested me that I knew of was signing, painting, reading. And the stuff that people were selling or doing were boring. I saw a book place. I was going over there but I bumped into someone and fell.

" Oh! sorr... Oh! hey! I know you" An Irish accent said.

OMG!!! That was him!!! That was HIM!!!

I know! I am going to make him believe that I don't remember him, even if it's not true. Ha.Ha.Ha! I made a cute face like I didn't remember. I was still on the floor. He laugh, took my hand to pull me up.

" Well I get it's ok. Since I came to the restaurant only one time and you were working. You served me... I had to leave fast so you made me a take out. Remember? "

" Oh! Yes, I do remember. But your name doesn't come to my mind. Sorry." I said while taking dirt off of me.

He looked weird. He was surprised. Why? There was a pause. 

" My name is James." He finally said.

 That name was nice but it didn't fit him. He looked like he was lying.

 

 

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