Anything Can Happen

Prologue

Hey guys, I'm back!! Lol, that sounded creepy.

Anyways, I couldn't wait any longer to upload a new story! What, it's only been weeks ? Hahaha. That's pathetic.

So I hope y'all enjoy this story as much as you did the last one, or maybe even more! I'll try to keep my updates as frequent as possible (:

Much love, Lauren x

(Picture on the side: just a friendly reminder that iT AINT NO MANIP)

Louis POV

"Liam fucking Payne, I swear if you don't give me back my fucking shoes I'm going to fucking rip your fucking face off!" I shout, chasing Liam around the apartment like we're eight years old.

Liam, my roommate, and I have been the best of mates for as long as I can remember. His mum and mine were friends growing up, and always stayed in touch. So, when they both had Liam and I at around the same age, it only seemed appropriate for us to become mates as well.

"Payno! I have my fucking interview for hopefully my new job, and I need to be out that god damn door in five minutes!" I shout one last time before tackling him to the hard, wooden floors. I poke at his chest in frustration, but am not quite sure why I'm taking it all out on him.

Normally, I wouldn't be this uptight about something as little as a pair of missing shoes, but this morning has been pretty stressful.

Today is my first "real interview" since I graduated uni, and to say that I'm worked up would be an understatement. For the two years after I graduated, I've only worked in small places, like as a counselor for Summer camps, but I haven't gotten an official job as a teacher. So, having a chance at "the big shots" is getting my nerves all out of whack.

It's not like I never applied because I was nervous, though, I just had always struggled with finding the perfect school that I would feel comfortable working in. Eventually, though, an old friend of mine got in touch with me, and suggested that I go out for the drama teacher at the school she works at. Her name's Gemma.

My whole life as a kid, I wanted to teach drama. I used to dream of teaching in a theater, the only place where I could truly express myself as a kid, so having the opportunity to teach students to be themselves without having to be self conscious is what I felt was best for me as a teacher.

"Louis, I don't have your shoes, nor do I know where they are," Liam laughs from underneath my grip, even though nothing he or I said was funny.

I roll my eyes, and slowly climb off of him. He gratefully stands up, and cherishes the opportunity to walk away from my presence, and I don't blame him.

"Why is it so damn hard to find a pair of sneakers in this god forsaken apartment?!" I shout, kicking anything in my path in search of my shoes.

"Lou-" Liam starts, but I cut him off, "Is it too hard to find a pair of god damn shoes!?"

"Louis-"

"I mean, the apartment is only so big."

"Louis!" Liam shouts, causing my attention to go to him.

"Oh for gods sake Liam, what?" I ask frustratedly.

He chuckles while shaking his head, "Your shoes are next to the front door."
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July 22nd. Today is July 22nd, and my appointment is in fifteen minutes, and I still have a ways to go.