Hannah is not your average 20 year old. She has long brown hair with bright green eyes and is extremely short. Like 4' 11" short. She is a shopacholic Instigram famous and lives with her parents but her parents don't like who she has become and decide to send her to the Renaissance Faire while it is in town. She is forced to stay with her mom's friends son, Zayn, and work at his shop at the faire.


8. Chapter 8

I woke up the next morning at the same time as yesterday. Zayn was already up and making himself coffee and I was just getting out of bed.

"Good morning," he smiled.

I looked up and gave him a fake smile, "Morning."

He could obviously tell it was fake cause he rolled his eyes and turned bak to the counter to whatever he was doing.

"I'm going downstairs to get dressed. My friend Niall is going to be working at the shop today because I have to do other things around faire. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't care." I mumbled getting out of bed.

When he was downstairs I got out of bed and changed into my outfit I had to wear. Everything except my corset. I still need help with getting that on. I finished putting on my  shirt and skirt, and went downstairs.

I got down there and Zayn was still getting changed but he was talking to a very attractive tall blond. The blond looked over at me and so did Zayn.

He chuckled and finished putting on his clothes then walked over to me and grabbed my corset. I walked over to the counter and we did the same process of putting it on as we did yesterday.

"I'm Niall by the way," the blond said.

"I'm- Hannah-" i said between the tugs of my corset getting tighter.

He chuckled and went behind the counter and watched me get squished in the corset. When Zayn finished tying it up, he tucked the strings in the top and tapped my sides letting me know he was done.

"Okay, Hannah, this is Niall. I have errands to run today and he is going to doing my job while I am out. I won't be out all day but I will be out most of the day. I hope you two can get along," he said looking directly at me when he said the last line of his sentence.

"The only person I don't get along with so far is you and your little blond girlfriend."

He chuckled and turned to Niall, "She is the jealous type-"

"You only wish I was."

"Anyways, I am going to head out because faire starts in about an hour." he said shaking Niall's hand and walking out of the shop not even looking at me.


When faire started it was about the same as yesterday except it was with Niall.

He tried to make small talk with me when we weren't busy and I appreciate it because nobody has done that to me since i got here and I actually enjoyed his company.

"You new to this?" he asked referring to the faire.

"Sort of. I mean I used to come here when I was a kid but I stopped coming." I laughed.


"I changed."

"Then why are you here now?"

"I don't exactly have a choice in the matter. It was either come stay here for two months and work for Zayn or get thrown out onto the streets."

"That's a bit exaggerated, don't you think?"

"No, those were my dad's exact words and when my dad says something, he means it."

'I'm sorry-"

"Don't be. I hate people feeling bad for me."

He chuckled, "Hey there is gonna be a bon fire tonight, you should join me?"

"As in a date?"

"If you wanna call it that?"

"Okay." I said smiling.

He was about to say something else but a customer cam up and every time he was going to say something to me we got busy.

Zayn stopped in a couple times during the day and a few of the times he was with his little blond girlfriend but I just ignored them. He noticed this but didn't say anything because she was with him I am guessing.

By the time the day ended, my feet were killing me. Zayn was back though so he paid each of us and we then closed up the shop.

"Thank's again for doing this, Niall. I know it mustn't have been easy-"

"No, dude it was actually no problem."

"Okay then. see you tonight?"

"Yeah, by Hannah, see you at the bon fire?"

"Yeah." I said smiling like a idiot again.

Zayn looked at me as Niall left and gave me a questioning look. What was that all about?"

"Oh, he didn't tell you? Yeah, he is my date to the bon fire tonight. Don't worry you can take your lithe blond girlfriend. I have someone else to flirt with if that's what you are worried about-"

"Wow. That is juvenile."

"What are you talking about?"

"Really? Are you that dumb you don't know?"

"I will ask again, what are you talking about?"

"Oh nothing. Have fun on your date. I will have fun on mine then." he winked as he walked up the stairs to get changed into regular clothes.

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