x. being indie

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"Ah, Tina, I'm so going to be late," Indie yelped and squirmed in the passenger seat of Tina's car as they passed through the intersection. "I knew I shouldn't have gone shopping with you. You were very capable of finding your own outfit for your date tomorrow but me being a good friend agreed to go and now I'm late."

"You aren't late," Tina rolled her eyes. "You'll get to work in just enough time. Seriously, Ind, relax. What has you so tense?"

"Nothing," she snapped. "I'm not tense."

"I'd beg to differ," Tina argued with her. "Come on, spill. What's going on?"

"It's seriously nothing," Indie shook her head and pushed the door open as she came to a near stop in the parking lot of the bar. She grabbed the strap of her bag and jumped out before Tina could even slam down on the brakes, her eyes widening at her friend.

"Indie, what the hell?" She yelled but Indie had already bolted off, her mind wandering as she pushed open the door to the bar and ran inside. She ignored the fact that she had drawn some attention to herself, that however didn't seem to bother her, not once.

"I'm late, I know," she frowned as she ran behind the counter top and towards the revolving door. "I'm here though, I'm sorry."

"Indie, relax," Niall laughed as he set a drink down at the bar, following her into the back. "You're five minutes early," he told her and pointed towards the time clock where it proved she was five minutes early. "You alright? You seem a bit scattered."

"Scattered?" She asked and tilted her head to the side. "What makes you think that?"

"The fact that you just washed your hands three times over kind of tells me that there is something on your mind," he laughed and pointed towards the sink. It wasn't until then that Indie took notice to the fact that her hands were wet from the tap water.

"Oh," she mumbled. "I'm just a little distracted tonight. I have an exam tomorrow and I didn't really get as much studying in as I would have liked to. Plus, Tina dragged me out to buy and outfit for her date with Louis so, just a lot of things to do and little time to do them in."

"Is that all?" He asked and followed her back out to the bar, watching as she tied the waist apron onto her body. She smoothed her hands down the front and introduced herself to a customer who asked for a beer, which Indie grabbed and popped the lid before offering it to him.

"Have a good night," Indie smiled and then grabbed a cloth, cleaning off the counter top.

"You're ignoring the question, India Simmons," he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're pretending like I didn't even ask you something. What's going on in that head of yours?"

"It's nothing, I swear," she assured but was interrupted as Tina came up to the bar, resting her elbows on the surface of it. Indie could see by the look on her friend's face that she wasn't getting out of this unless she talked about what was bothering her.

"Indie, I swear to god," Tina groaned and crossed her arms over her chest, inhaling deeply. "You've been acting strange since yesterday and I know usually I'd ignore it because I know you like your space but this is a different kind of weird for you and I'm worried about you."

"Tina, I told you, it's nothing," Indie growled.

Tina's became frustrated and her eyes widened, forcing Indie to shrink into her spot. The brunette with caramel colors had this way of causing a nervous breakdown in anybody. It wasn't that she didn't trust Indie that what had her distracted was nothing, but she also knew that Indie felt it was nothing when it probably was.

"I'm working," Indie mumbled and she went to serve a new guest that had come up to the counter when Niall grabbed her by the elbow, holding her back before she could escape the uncomfortable tension she was trying to ignore. He moved his arm around her waist, holding her back against his chest when she began to squirm.

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