Don't Judge Before You Know

Harry Styles, a popstar who's always in the spotlight. Lately the fame has gotten to his head; he thinks he knows everything and he can do no wrong. However, there is one person he cannot impress. Meet Storm, a new DJ who works 2 jobs to make ends meet and must take care of her baby sister. What happens when a egotistical boy and a stubborn girl meet? They should expect some sparks.


5. Lunch Time Special

Storm’s POV


I woke up the next morning to my baby sister, Sophia, crying. Slowly, I wiped my eyes and got up, out of bed and walked over to her crib. “Shh,” I said, reaching down to pick her up. I rocked from foot to foot, gently bouncing up and down, trying to get her to stop crying.


It’s said that a baby has different cries based on what is upsetting them. Before Sophia came along I could never tell the difference between a baby’s cries, but now I can. And right now Sophia was trying to tell me that she was hungry.


I carried her out to the kitchen and placed her in her high chair that was next to the table. Turning away, I put the kettle on for tea and got a banana for Sophia; bananas were her favorite.


I cut up the banana into small pieces and softened them before placing them on the tray attached to her high chair. Sophia slowly stopped crying as she saw the food and she began picking up pieces and putting them in her mouth. The kettle began to whistle and I went over and began making a cup of tea for myself and one for Ryder. It was almost as if he had a radar because soon after Sophia cries, he’ll come out to check on her.


As I sipped the tea, I thought about last night. That guy at the club really pissed me off. I mean who does he think he is to assume any girl wants to be with him. Guys like that irritate me so much; they think they’re entitled to everything.


Especially, Mr. Curly Hair what’s-his-name; he seemed really arrogant. I bet he has never worked for anything in his perfect little life.


I, on the other hand, have been taking care of Sophia for over 6 months, basically on my own with occasional help from Ryder and his mom. As I began thinking of why I had to take care of Sophia, my grip on my mug tightened.


“Good morning to my two favorite girls,” Ryder said, interrupting my thoughts, before swooping down to kiss Sophia on her cheek. She giggled and waved her arms around, nearly throwing the banana she held at him.


I grinned back at him, “Morning, Ry.”


“Ah, tea! This is why I love you,” Ryder stated.


“Mhmm, I’m sure. I think you love Sophia more, though.” I told him.


“Well, why wouldn’t I; she’s much more adorable than you.” Ryder retorted.


I held my hand to my chest, “How rude!” I looked over at Sophia who was happily munching on the banana. “But alas, it is the truth. I mean look at her cheeks and curls. Just irresistible.” I said.


Ryder shook his head at me before pulling out a box of Fruit Loops and two bowls. He placed one in front of me before pouring out the cereal. Ryder did the same for himself as I walked to the refrigerator and got out the milk. I poured the milk into both of our bowls and sat down to eat. “So, what do we have planned for today?” Ryder asked.


I shrugged, “Not sure, but I do want to just go out and relax. I thought the three of us could go out for lunch somewhere.”


“Lunch sounds good,” Ryder agreed.


“So we’ll go out around 11:30ish,” I said and Ryder nodded in agreement.


Once he finished breakfast, Ryder went to shower and get ready. I looked over at Sophia who was now covered in mashed bananas. I chuckled to myself, before getting a wet wipe and wiping off her face and hands. Then I brought her into the living room and turned on cartoons which grabbed her attention for a little while. After about a half hour, she lost interest so I brought out some of her toys and played with her.


When Ryder came out into the living room he played with her so I could change for our lunch. For my shirt, I chose a loose off the shoulder gray shirt. I paired that with white ombré pants, a leather jacket and high heel combat boots. I packed my purse with my wallet and other necessities and then grabbed Sophia’s baby bag. But I couldn’t find my phone.


I checked the pants I was wearing last night, but it wasn’t there. Then I checked under the blankets on my bed and even checked Sophia’s crib. Nothing.


“Ryder,” I called out.


“Yeah,” he answered.


“Have you seen my phone?” I asked.


“Nope,” Ryder said, from my doorway. I looked over my shoulder and saw him holding Sophia. “Have you checked the sofa? Maybe it fell out when you woke me up last night,” he suggested.


“Let me check,” I said. I picked up the cushions on the couch, but still couldn’t find it.


“I’ll call it,” Ryder said.


He dialed the number, but I didn’t hear anything as I walked through the house. “Damn, I have my work schedule on that. And all of Sophia’s appointments.” I said, pulling at my hair.


“Hey, don’t worry; I’m sure we’ll find it. And if not, you can get a new phone and transfer everything,” Ryder told me. I shook my head; I didn’t need to waste money on a new phone. Most of the money from my two jobs goes towards Sophia and food for us. I needed to find my phone.


I took Sophia from Ryder’s arms and brought her back into my room and changed her into a white long-sleeved shirt with flowers on it and pink pants. I also bundled up her feet in socks and her little shoes. Before putting her in the car seat, I put her into her winter jacket and placed a pink hat over her brunette curls. She grinned up at me from her car seat and I smiled back before carrying her out to where Ryder was watching TV.


“Are you ready--,” Ryder asked, but was cut off by the home phone ringing.


I held up a finger and picked up the phone, “Hello?”


“Hello, am I speaking with Storm Jennings?” the voice asked.


“Yes, what is this about?”


“I work for Simon Cowell and he wishes to have an interview with you about a possible job opportunity,” the lady informed me.


The Simon Cowell wants to meet with me?” My jaw dropped. I saw Ryder’s head turn towards me with wide eyes. “Uh, when is this meeting?”


“If you could make it to the office at 2:30p.m later today, that’d be great. But if you can’t make it, we can reschedule.”


“No, I can make it today. What’s the address?” I asked and wrote down the address before hanging up.


“What was that about?” Ryder questioned me.


“Simon Cowell wants to meet with me about a job. I wonder what kind of job it is.” I said, slowly.


“Whatever it is, it should be good.” Ryder told me.


I nodded and linked arms with him before walking out the door. We got into the car and I secured Sophia in her car seat. Once we were settled, Ryder began driving to Nando’s. It was by far our favorite restaurant to go to. He parked in a lot around the block from Nando’s because the lot was full.


I carried Sophia into the restaurant and Ryder got us a table. We sat down, me with Sophia next to me, and scanned the menu. I ordered 5 chicken wings with Peri-Peri sauce and Ryder ordered his usual order of a half-chicken; we also got an order of fries to share between the two of us. As we waited for the food, I was distracted by a group of boys sitting towards the back of the restaurant. They were laughing and talking rather loudly. Each boy was either wearing a hat or sunglasses, which was weird seeing as they were inside.


Before I looked away, one of the boys looked up at me. He had blonde hair sticking out of his beanie and he had bright blue eyes. He flashed me a smile and I smiled back before he turned back to his friends.


“Ooh, who is that flirty smile aimed at?” Ryder asked, smirking.


“I do not have a “flirty” smile,” I retorted.


He raised his eyebrows at me. “Let me guess,” Ryder scanned the room. “Him! No, he’s not your type. Uh, that guy near the window wearing the glasses.” He looked over at me expectantly. I shook my head, but that didn’t stop him from continuing to guess. Ryder turned around and clapped his hands. “I got it! Mr. Blonde Hair Blue Eyes over in the back corner,” he wiggled his eyebrows at me. “I approve, he’s cute.”


“Oh shut it. How has your love life been?” I changed the subject.


He sighed, “Well, I thought Travis was interested in me, but apparently he had just gotten out of a relationship and was using me to make him jealous.”


“Aw, I’m sorry,” I sympathized.


“Don’t worry, I’m sure I can find another hunk soon. Maybe Mr. Blonde Hair Blue Eyes has a friend that would be perfect for me,” Ryder said with a wink.


I laughed; he was always looking for a boyfriend. Ryder has had a long relationship before, but after he broke Ryder’s heart, Ryder put up defenses that not many people either wanted to get through them or wouldn’t try to get through. He was a really sweet guy and he deserved someone who would take care of him.


I looked over at Sophia who had fallen asleep and smiled. But it was hard to think of how she could sleep with all the noise the group of boys were making.


I looked back up at the same time the waiter brought our food over. Something in the corner of my eye caught my attention. I looked over and saw the blue eyed boy waving at me. I furrowed my eyebrows, but waved back at him anyways. One of the boys he was sitting with looked over to see what he was waving at and his brown eyes bore into mine. The second boy flashed a smile before nudging the blue eyed boy. I shook my head and turned to my food.


Ryder and I talked and laughed throughout our meal, enjoying the time together. It was rare when we got the chance to spend a day together because I work and he goes to school full time. By the time we had both finished our meal Sophia had woken up and was crying. I looked over at her and picked her up; as I did I caught a whiff of what was now a dirty diaper.


I looked over at Ryder who was making a face. “I’ll be right back,” I laughed.


 In order to get to the bathroom I had to pass the table with Mr. Blonde Hair Blue Eyes and his brown eyed friend. I walked by and the blonde caught my eye and smiled again. I shifted Sophia up further on my hip and much to my surprise the blonde waved to her. Poor Sophia was too busy crying to notice, but his action caught me off guard.


Boys never looked at me once they saw me with Sophia. I knew why; they thought Sophia was my daughter, that I was a teen mom. Obviously it wasn’t true, but first impressions are everything and no one took the time to get to know the reason why I was taking care of an 11 month old.


Once I changed Sophia’s diaper she stopped crying. I can imagine why; it can’t be comfortable sitting in a dirty diaper. I packed up the baby bag and slung it over one shoulder. On my other side, I held Sophia against my torso and she began grabbing onto my shirt. I closed the baby changing station before leaving the bathroom. I was halfway down the hallway leading back to the restaurant floor when I was bumped into by something rock hard.


My grip on Sophia tightened to make sure she didn’t fall and I felt the weight of the baby bag leave my arm. It fell to the ground, spilling all of its contents all over the floor. The person who walked into me didn’t stop, but continued walking towards the men’s bathroom. “Excuse me!” I exclaimed.


The guy turned around and looked at me, “You should be. You should really learn to watch where you’re walking.”


“Says the guy who’s wearing sunglasses inside,” I scoffed. The boy didn’t even look back as he went into the men’s room. He was dressed really strangely though; sunglasses and a beanie covering his whole head. I mean it is cold out, but not that cold.


I adjusted my grip on Sophia, hoisting her up higher onto my waist before kneeling down to pick up the stuff that spilled.


“Here let me help you,” a new voice said.


When I turned to look at who volunteered to help me and saw Mr. Blonde Hair Blue Eyes. I smiled at him, “Thanks, I appreciate it.”


He shook his head, “No problem. I’m sorry about my friend; he’s been acting like a right jerk lately.”


“It’s alright. He’s not the first jerk I’ve encountered in the last few days.” I answered him with a laugh. “Just throw everything in the bag, I’ll fix it later.”


The blonde boy nodded and began tossing the diapers and bottles back into the bag. “I’m Niall, by the way,” He told me, holding out his hand.


“My name is Storm and this is Sophia,” I shook his hand. Niall began making faces at Sophia causing her to giggle. He picked up the bag and we both stood up. “Thank you for the help.”


“Like I said, it was nothing. It’s the least I could do seeing as my friend wasn’t going to do anything.” Niall said. Said friend at that moment walked out of the bathroom and stalked past us, not saying anything. Niall shrugged again, “See what I mean.”


“I most definitely do,” I laughed. “Well, I should get going.”


“Oh, okay,” Niall said almost sadly. I moved to step away, but his voice stopped me. “Wait, before you go, can I get your number? Maybe we could hang out sometime.” Niall said, rubbing the back of his neck.


I smiled at him, “Sure.” Niall handed me his phone and I typed in my number. “But I kind of lost my phone, so if you give me your number I’ll text you when I find my phone.” I suggested.


“Sounds good,” Niall said. He stopped a waiter and asked for a pen. I held out my hand and he wrote his number on the back of my hand. I flashed him a smile before walking towards Ryder who was picking at his leftovers. As I walked past Niall’s table and he sat back down, the brown eyed guy I had seen earlier grinned and nudged Niall. “Shut up,” Niall hissed at him.


When I finally made it back to my table Ryder was smirking at me. “What took you so long?” he asked knowingly.


“I got knocked over and Mr. Blonde Hair Blue Eyes helped me pick everything up,” I said and Ryder practically squealed in excitement. “I also got his number,” I waved my hand in front of his face. “So now I just need to find my damn phone.”

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