I take one more look at my shoes before I finally enter the room. It was a bit smaller than I expected. The room, not my shoes. My shoes are rather big. I spot Mr. Tomlinson by the bookshelves. He wore a dark maroon shirt and he had black shoes to be envied by the rest of mankind. He is currently on his phone, in the middle of a heated argument in french.
I admire the painting on the wall. It was nothing like any other work of art I had ever laid my eyes on. It compelled me to look at it a closer angle.
"I did it myself," I hear him grin. I didn't even see him walk towards me.
"That's pretty sick, Mr. Tomlinson." I giggle like an infatuated teenage girl. His eyes are like twin oceans as deep as depth can be. How can this man be the managing partner of this firm? He must be just a few year older than I am. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting, my schedule got mixed up and I had a small accident on the way here."
"It's fine," he pats my shoulder. His finger tips feel cold as they brushed softly against my neck. He offers me tea, but I tell him I don't like tea. He looked rather offended.
"Should we start the interview?" he breaks the silence.
"Certainly,"
"What made you want to become a lawyer?" A pretty cliché question, if you ask me.
"Well, it was kind of predestined," I look at his tie. "I guess."
"I used to be such a reckless youth, and one time, I got involved in a gang war and some random lawyer helped me." Mr. Tomlinson gets off his chair. "My mother's dying wish was for me to become a lawyer because it's always been a dream of hers." he towers over me and leans closer. "Many people want this job, each for different reasons, and you tell me you have to guess why you do?" he shakes his head in disappointment. "I can deal with punctuality issues, but I can't forgive indifference." He goes back to his chair. "Close the door when you leave,"
I stand and leave his office, banging the door as I go.
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Fifty Shades of Gay (Larry Stylinson AU)
Fanfiction[no pun intended] Harry Styles applies for a job at one of the top law firms in the world. He got the job... the work was just not exactly what he signed up for. Why? He really didn't need a law degree just to be Louis Tomlinson's fuck toy.
