“I'm going to get us drinks!” I yelled. The bartender had his back to me, and I had to wait to place my drink order. I started to tear up a drink napkin when a raspy voice caught my attention.
“What can I get for you?” My head snapped up at the sound of the deep voice. I looked into the forest green eyes of the bartender. He smiled at me and for a second I had even forgot what I had gone to the bar to do.
Or the one where Harry is a bartender. Louis goes to uni. Stan's an asshole. Zayn does drugs. Liam's a detective. Eleanor's annoying. And Niall's just Niall.