Tell me if I'm wrong
Tell me if I'm right
Tell me if you need a loving hand
To help you fall asleep tonight
Tell me if I know
Tell me if I do
Tell me how to fall in love the way you want me to
Cold Coffee- Ed Sheeran
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I marched up to my office, being followed by a very annoying Louis. Every few seconds if he wasn't being an asshole and asking stupid questions, he was breaking something.
"Please just shut up and keep your hands to yourself!" I growled spinning around almost smacking Louis in the nose. He seemed surprised by my sudden outburst and then smirked. Crap. I had just encouraged him to annoy me even more.
"I'm hungry!" he said flaying his arms in the air almost hitting our million dollar computer where we eventually stored all articles that were to be printed. "Oh what's this?" he asked pushing a button that turned on the broken copier. Last week someone (as in me) was trying to copy an article about a new type of asparagus and there was a paper jam. Next thing you know paper started shooting out creating a mess. That hadn't gone down to well with Mr. Jupiter.
"Crap, Louis!" I shrieked as paper started to fly out at a dangerous speed. I quickly shut it off and turned to a very amused Louis.
"I swear Tomlinson if you-"
"Oh give it a rest Bouquet!" he huffed plopping into my chair as we entered my office. He then had the nerve to put his feet up on my desk, his feet soaking my papers. It wasn't until I recognized what the papers belonged to that I yelped pushing his feet off. I quickly snatched up them up and began to examine the repulsing mess. I felt tears prick in my eyes. I had handwritten all of that, the ink now smeared.
"What's that?" asked Louis peering over my shoulder.
"This!" I yelled shaking in front of Louis's face. "THIS WAS MY ONLY ACTUAL FREAKING CHANCE TO GET AN ACTUAL FREAKING JOB!" I screamed, tears threatening to spill. Louis took a step back.
"Geez, calm down. I'm sorry," He said putting his hands up in a defensive matter. My hands balled into fists and before I knew it my hand hit his face, my ring just barely missing his eye.
"OUCH! DAMNIT DAWN! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" Louis screamed. I stood there trembling.
"THIS ISN'T SOMETHING THAT CAN'T BE FIXED WITH AN APOLOGY!" I yelled hugging the papers to my chest. Louis rolled his eyes and stormed out of my office. Seconds later the phone in my office rang.
"DAWN!" an outraged voice screamed. I grimaced knowing what was coming. "HOW DARE YOU TREAT OUR GUESTS LIKE THAT! THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE. I WANT YOU TO APOLOGIZE TO MR. TOMLINSON AS SOON AS HE RETURNS TO YOUR ROOM. YOU BETTER START TREATING PEOPLE WITH SOME DAMN RESPECT OR YOU'RE FIRED. HOW MUCH MORE CLEAR MUST I BE?!?!" screamed a very angry Mr. Jupiter.
"Yes sir," I squeaked before slamming the phone down. I sighed running my hand through my messy hair. Louis re-entered my office and crossed his arms.
"Sorry." I mumbled avoiding making eye-contact. I saw him smirk and a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you?" he asked.
"Fuck you Tomlinson. You could damn right hear me." I said. He laughed before setting himself into my plush chair that spins around.
"Want anything?" I asked kicking off my shoes and rubbing my aching feet. Damn you heels. So beautiful yet so painful.
"I'll have tea." He replied with a grin. I walked off and came back with two steaming cups, placing one in front of him and gripping another in my hands.
"So what the hell are you interviewing me about?" asked Louis twirling around in his seat. A smile tugged on my lips and vanished when he smirked.
"Some crap about you and your little band. They thought you would be the most interesting. And besides you were the only one free to do it because everyone else was too busy with their girlfriends." I laughed. I saw Louis glance down.
"Anyway..." I said clearing my throat, "How have you been?" I ask.
"Really Dawn, that's the first question on your list?" he asked glaring at me.
"Nope!" I said popping the 'p'. "If I have to suffer a whole week with you then I don't want to do that boring shit today." I said rolling my eyes and tossing my hand to the side.
"I've been alright." He smiles. Like a genuine smile.
"I imagine, you being Mr. Pop star and all," I sigh, brushing the hair out of my eyes. Louis had left for the X-Factor almost three years ago to go and fulfill his dream. Nobody thought he would actually get through, and when he did, that threw everything out of balance, more than it already was. Before long he had been placed into the world-wide known, number one in thirty seven countries, boy band One Direction. It took practically days before their faces were everywhere. On TV, school supplies, and even worse The New York Times. I dreaded the day when they would actually come in and I would have to be within 500 feet of them. Even the thought of them being across the ocean disgusted me. They could be all the way on Mars and they would still be too close to me.
"And you?" Louis asked smirking snapping me from my thoughts.
"Hell lot better after I left England." I sneered back. Louis and I go back far. The images start to race through my head but I shake them out. Now was not the moment to break down. I glanced at Louis as he was watching me intensely.
"You have plans for tonight?" asked Louis as I sipped on my tea, nearly burning my lip on the scalding liquid.
"No why?" I asked after seconds of pondering why.
"It's Valentine's Day. Wanna go out with me?"
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A Lost Hope (Louis Fanfic)
FanfictieIn which an aspiring writer comes face to face with an old enemy in a cab on Valentines Day. Copyrighted@glossystars 2013