Tattooed Buttons

Daddy

DYLAN'S P.O.V.

"Dylan, go take care of table nine please. They specifically asked for you" Martha told me as she passed me to go to the back.

Someone asked for me to be their waitress?

Specifically?

Wow....guess I'm doing a pretty good job.

I grabbed a few straws and napkins along with a pen and notepad, placing them into my apron and walking to the next table I was about to serve.

I walked down to the group of boys that walked in, stopping at there table and getting out my notepad and pen. "Hi, I'm Dylan and I'll be your waitress. Is there any appetizers you'd like to start on. Any drinks?" I asked, looking up to see a wide grinning Harry.

"Hello, love" he smirked.

"What are you doing here?" I asked though I couldn't help the smile on my face.

"Here to see you of course. Plus I was hungry" he smiled.

I chuckled and looked at the other boys that sat at the table. "Niall, Louis, Liam, Tony" I greeted with a nod.

"Now that's not how you talk to customers. I prefer Sir" Tony teased. "Though I'm sure Harry prefers Daddy."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever you say sir. Now appetizers? Drinks?" I asked trying to ignore the daddy part though the boys were laughing.

"Water."

"Coke."

"Sprite."

"Dr. Pepper."

"Lemonade."

I wrote down the drinks onto the notepad. "No appetizers?"

They all looked at each other before shaking their heads.

"Mkay, I'll go get your drinks, they should be out shortly" I assured the boys.

As I started to walk away Harry suddenly grabbed my wrist, pulling me towards him to whisper in my ear. "You look very sexy by the way, Dyl."

I stuck my tongue out at him and he scoffed. "Rude way to treat your customers......or in this case your Daddy."

I chuckled and started to walk away to get their drinks.

I gave the notepad to the server behind the bar and he soon placed them onto a tray for me. I walked back to the boys and placed their drinks down for them.

"Are you ready to order or shall I wait a little longer?"

"We are ready to order ma'am. And if you get any of our orders wrong....you're fired" Tony said.

Harry kicked him under the table, glaring at him a bit before looking at me. "He's kidding, babe."

Of course he is.

"Oh it's ok. I'll just be sure to spit in his food" I said.

"Wait what???" Tony loudly asked, causing the rest of the boys and I to laugh.

"Ok, I think we're ready to order. Be careful what you order Tony, you don't want spit on the side of your sandwich, do you?" Liam grinned.

After taking their orders and soon serving their foods, they all ate peacefully....except for when they continuously kept calling me over on purpose.

Thank god they're my last table for the day.

"Oh WAITERRRRRRRERRRR" Harry sung, throwing his hand up and waving me over, causing other people to look.