You're Still the One (Louis Tomlinson) (FINISHED!)

Chapter five: My life in Shambles

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“Mr. Renn will see you now,”
I looked up from my chair at the old secretary sitting across from me. She motioned to the door on my left. I took a deep breath, stood up, and walked in with a smile. “Hello Mr. Renn, my name is Jovi Stevens,” I said holding my hand out. A very overweight man in a white button down shirt stood up and shook my hand, inviting me to sit down.

                “I wasn’t expecting an American,” he said in a gravelly voice. I just smiled, not really knowing what to say. We sat down and he picked up a folder with my name on it. “If you don’t mind, I just want to take a look at your resume,”
“Sure, no problem,” We sat there in the quiet room for a good three minutes straight. Don’t fidget. Don’t fidget. Gosh I wanted to fidget. I took several deep breaths and remembered lying with Louis while it started to snow. I calmed down quite a bit, and tried not to smile too noticeably. Mr. Renn put the file on the table, and sat forward looking at me intently. He said, “You really have no professional experience in this field, do you dear?” little beads of sweat were forming at his temples. “No Sir, but I promise I would put in 120% and try to learn as much as I can as fast as I can if you hire me,”
He sat there staring at me a little longer looking me up and down.

                I couldn’t help it, I needed to fidget. I started intertwining my fingers in all different ways under the desk, but I was determined not to look down. I didn’t want to seem like I wasn’t confident. Even though I wasn’t. I thought back to what Louis said about not being a good liar. I must seem like such an insecure little girl to this man.

“I understand Miss Stevens, that you would be willing to put forth all you possibly can to being the best that you can be in this job. And I also understand that when you first start out looking for jobs it is hard to be inexperienced when everyone wants experienced. Lucky for you, I like a girl who doesn’t know what she is doing, but wants to put forth…120% as you said,” More sweat started forming on his almost bald head. I started fidgeting more. Something wasn’t right.
                Mr. Renn continued, “I would be willing to hire you, Miss Stevens. I have connections, you can really get somewhere with someone like me on your side. Of course, you’ll have to work for it. It will include many late nights at the office…working closely with me,” he gave a little wink.

                My stomach was getting in knots, and I was becoming increasingly more nervous. “Mr. Renn…what exactly does this job entail?”
“Oh…well I want you to become as…experienced as possible. So I will teach you everything I know,” he looked me up and down and added, “You could be my own little project,” he licked his lips.

                I knew I needed a job, but I still had my integrity. This guy was no good, I stood up and ran out of the office. I ran out of the building and I ran down the streets. It was snowing lightly again and the cold flakes hit my sweating face. After a while I stopped and sat down on a bus bench. I was never good with bus schedules so I never bothered with them before, besides there are always creeps on them. I pulled my map out of my purse and looked at the street signs. After finding where I was on my map I discovered the book shop was just two blocks away. I walked there, hoping Louis would be there; my only friend.

Upon walking in, I asked a woman at the cash register if he was working today or if she could give me his contact information. She said it was his day off and she wasn’t allowed to disclose employee information.

                Defeated, I walked out of the shop and all the way home. By the time I collapsed on my couch my cheeks and nose were red from the cold, and all my limbs felt like they were going to fall off. I couldn’t even feel my fingers and toes. After catching my breath a little I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. My dirty blonde hair was windblown and knotty, my eyes were watery from the cold wind outside, and I had snot running from my nose.
                I burst out crying. My life was in shambles. I made a horrible mistake coming out here. At least back home I had a nice place and people who loved me, even if they didn’t understand or support me. That didn’t seem so bad after this month of living out here. How could I possibly think that one night with Louis would change anything?

                How could I have fallen for a guy that quickly? I walked into the kitchen to make some Ramen. Besides, I am never good with relationships anyway, I would have just hurt him. I am 20 years old and I have never had a relationship that lasts for more than three weeks. Why would Louis be any different?

“Because he was different than anyone else you’ve ever met.” Said a small voice in the back of my mind.

                “Well that’s just dandy, but there’s nothing wrong with the guys I’ve dated, there is something wrong with me,” I said out loud to myself.
Still, all I wanted was to tell him about that awful Mr. Renn. I knew I would feel better if I did. I knew he would say something or do something to cheer me up.

I stirred in the noodles and seasoning in the boiling water pot and thought. No more applying for editing positions. I need to start smaller. I won’t get paid as well, but I need some sort of income.

Letting the noodles cook a bit, I went to change into pajama’s. I then brought my bowl of soup to my bed, ate it, cried some more, and slept.