Enemy Fire. :: nh

Chapter 10

hey guys I'm really sorry about me taking so long on this. you can kill me but please give me a 15 minute head start l... I have short legs... haha .... the stars mean Olivia is texting back... (read A/N at end)
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I slowly opened the door to the editor's building (honestly I don't know the name of the place but I really want the job...)

"Hello Ms. Robertson we will be ready for you in five minutes." the receptionist said as soon as she saw me. Right after she disappeared into the back and I just decided to take a seat in one of the brown leather chairs against the wall.

Five minutes soon turned into ten, and while waiting the only thing I could think about was Niall. When we got here the only thing he said was that he'd be back when I'm done. Which I'm not even sure when that will be.

"He is ready for you." the receptionist informed me. She was about middle aged and had brown hair.

As soon as I got up she walked back into the back, in which I took that as my cue to follow.

The office was very nice. Very modern, and chic. If I was them I would have at least added some color, and wood. I mean I'm from Ohio and wood just brightens up a room. I would know because almost every house in Ohio has something wooden in it.

The receptionist made an abrupt stop at one of the offices. And I mean abrupt, I almost bukoed into her. Go Olivia.

The plaque next to door read Mr. Withers.

When I walked in I was expecting an old man, but to my surprise he was not old.

He seemed to be in his early twenties, and I'm not gonna lie he was hot. He was wearing a black T-shirt that his arms almost didn't fit in because of his prominent muscles. You could definitely tell be works out.

"Hello Ms. Robertson." I froze. I had no clue what to say and I definitely didn't want to say anything weird or stupid. After about ten seconds of standing there like a complete idiot I managed to get something out.

"Hi." Smooth.

He gave me a toothy grin and made a gesture towards the black leather seat telling me to sit down.

"Brenda please go get me those folders that I gave you yesterday."

Brenda just nodded her head and left leaving me alone with a extremely hot Mr. Withers, and possibly future boss.

"So I'm guessing your here for the job opening..." he raised his eyebrow while talking.

I nodded my head and reached into my bag retrieving some photos I have taken over the years. One was of a waterfall in Ohio. I loved it there I would often go there to think...no one knew where it was, I only knew. And I bet you I'm still the only one that knows.

The next was of a couple underneath a tree in fall. It is my second favorite to say the least about it. I got hired by the couple to take there anniversary. I took their pictures every year until I moved here. I still remember their anniversary. They were and are good people.

The last photo is of my sisters. In the photo they are holding hands while they are about to jump in a puddle. They were both 6 at the time, I never mentioned but they were twins.

"Here are some of my works I have done." I handed Mr. Withers my photos. I was really nervous as to what he would say. I'm pretty sure that he can find someone better.

"These are amazing." He didn't even look up. He seemed to be in are but after about six seconds he lifted his head to look at me. He was smiling.

"I'm so glad you decided to come here for a job. You know everyone would want you as a photographer. You are great at what you do and pretty."