Help from the devil

Chapter 4

"W-welcome to Mona's k-kitchen, please take a seat and I'll be back with your menus" Molli's hand pointed towards a seating area, her fingers shaking slightly at the tips. The group of 7 sat down at threes Booth. The loud mouth red head snaked around Harry's body, snapping and popping her gum annoyingly, her blonde friend wrapped around another male. Her neon pink nails tracing his hair line, his brown length of hair dancing on her hand. The brown haired boy clothed in the blonde spoke up.

"Well...?"

Molli snapped out of her staring trance and rushed towards the front counter and grabbed 7 menus and made her way back to the mind numbingly crude, foul mouthed group. She handed each member of the group their own individual menu and stood waiting for their orders.

Her moisture voice interrupted the groups discussion.

"We also have some specials on the special board at the front if you're interested?"

Harry's looked at Molli with dead eyes. "This isn't our first time in a restaurant love, we know how this shit works." He spoke harshly. The red head pleased with his comment grinned tremendously, clamping down fast on the cherry coloured gum, shaking around her mouth. The rest of the group keeping their laughter and smirks to themselves. Molli locked her eye contact on her feet.

"Are you ready to order?" She questioned.

The group all piled on with their orders, Molli's pencil almost snapping under pressure at the speed she was writing. Some members more respectful when ordering and others damn right rude.

Molli walled back to the kitchen, slipping the order slip to the chef, before totalling up the bill, making her way back to the table with their drinks. She placed the tray of drinks on the table before repeating their order.

"Two rootbeers, Three regular cokes, one cherry coke and one diet." Molli pulled herself from the table, turning to wipe down a freshly dirtied table. Hushed voices were the audio to the restaurant. A pining, fake friendly voice filled Molli's ears.

"Babe"

Molli turned to the table.

"Yes?"

"You missed a spot"

Molli's eyes scanned the table as the red head pursed her lips. The pink chewable substance appearing at the opening of her mouth, flying in the air. The group watched in awe as the gum bounced off of her chest falling to the floor.

The spiteful girl licked her lips in satisfaction as Molli leant down to retrieve it and deliver it to the bin.

"I wouldn't worry about that love" the thick British voice spoke. Molli connected her eyes with his, there was something menacing that lay behind them.

"I would worry more about the coke on your shirt" Molli's eyes burned into his, her brows stitched together in confusion. Her body jolted in shock as the ice cold liquid drowned her chest. The sticky coke liquid splashing across her face, the Polo clinging to her chest. The group exploded in laughter, Mona stood in complete awe of the demeaning incident. Molli's eyes scanning each and every individual face. Her eyes widened in horror, a growing knot forming it the bottom of her stomach, her vision becoming blurred and her tongue tied.

Niall.

He sat among the group, a smug expression on his lips. His eyes twinkling in amusement. A loud gasp passed Molli's lips, Niall eyes locked on hers. Tears burning the rim of her eyes, each blink flooding her cheeks. Molli's eyes looked at Mona, mentally pleading her to be able to just leave and Mona respectfully obliged.

Tears spilled down her cheeks as the ran out the door. A thick accent filled the streets.

"Molli! Molli please wait"

She ignored the requests and picked up her speed. Fast heavy footsteps got louder and louder as the dishonest Niall ran behind her. He clasp her arm firmly, spinning her around of the spot. Her shaking hands, hitting and pushing herself away from his chest and out of his grip but he was too strong for the sobbing state of Molli.

"What!" She screamed her voice breaking at the end from the lack of air contained in her lungs.

"You've already had your laugh now just leave me alone!"

The words hit Niall hard. His chest sinking.

"Molli for fucksake listen to me!!"

Molli's eyes shot up to look as his, hers filled with hatred and disgust. Her voice low, her body shaking. Her index finger poked deeply into Nialls chest.

"No Niall, YOU listen. I thought you were there for me! I thought I finally found someone who was my friend. All those texts, all those words, everything you ever said was all a lie!" Her tears fell faster, her breathing hitched and audible, hiccuping slightly.

"I thought you cared..but you don't. You're like the rest..I think it's best if I go.." Niall released his grip on the shaking girl and watched her run. Run from him, What he, Niall had done. He'd promised himself he would never be one of them guys but look at him. He was just as bad as Harry.

Harry

That son of a bitch is dead when Niall finds him.