"Just a minute!" Tiffany called from the back of the shop when she heard the help bell ring. After hurrying to the window, her pen poised over the note pad, Tiffany spoke without looking up.
"What can I get you?"
"A large Scooby-Doo, please."
Tiffany looked up with her best server's smile; her breath caught when she saw him for the first time.
His blond hair was brown at the roots and pushed up out of his face. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt, and although she couldn't see his eyes behind his dark designer sunglasses, she had no doubt they were a beautiful shade of light blue.
Tiffany realized she had been staring, and shaking herself out of her trance said a quick "Coming right up!" before hurrying to the back counter.
She grabbed a styrofoam cup off the top of the stack. This isn't real. Filled the cup with shaved ice. This isn't happening. Poured the flavored syrups in. This cannot be happening. Drizzled the marshmallow creme over the top. I'm dreaming. I'm going to turn around and it's just going to be another costumer.
She took in a deep breath and turned around. Niall Horan was still standing in the pick up window.
Mandy x
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Ice
FanfictionTiffany hated her job. The small hut on the bank of the Tennessee River was hot and sticky, the sickly sweet smell of the flavored syrups made her stomach turn in the heat of the Alabama summer. She spent almost everyday here, serving shaved ice at...
