Our Little Secret {n.h}

chapter 4

I imagine Louise Knightly as Victoria Justice, pictured above. 

"I'm leaving." I called out to Louise and she didn't reply. "Louise?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, seeing as she usually replies and sat my bag down. I walked down the hallway towards her room and didn't hear anything. I figured she was asleep so I wanted to wake her up. I smirked to myself and grabbed the blow horn from the hall closet. We use it if one of us oversleeps and is gonna miss class. I tip toed over to her room and flung the door open, hitting the button on the top of the blow horn. There was a scream and I did too at the sight of a tattooed body on top of my best friend. Louise pushed Harry to the floor and I covered my eyes, dropping the horn.

"Oh my god." I screeched and Louise bust out laughing.

"Sorry." A rushed British accent spoke and I turned around, trying to leave but I hit the door and fell on my butt. "You okay?" Footsteps came towards me and I put a hand up.

"If your dick is not covered by boxers or pants, stay away from me." I said and stood up. "Louise, I'm leaving. Have fun. Goodbye."

I left the room and shook my head, trying to get the image out of it and shut the door behind me. I grabbed my bag from the kitchen and walked down the steps to my car. I climbed in the drivers side and pulled out of the parking lot, getting on the road to go to work. I finally got there and parked, going inside. I was greeted by Nancy running up to me with papers in her hand.

"Woah, chill out." I laughed and she shoved them in my hand.

"You got a big job." She said and I felt my smile grow.

"With who?" I wondered as we walked towards my desk.

"The London Magazine. They're doing a story and need a photographer. The person on the phone said that if you do really good, you could get a permanent job."

"Are you serious?" My voice hitched and Nancy nodded, a huge smile on her face. "When?"

"Tomorrow."

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"Louise!" I yelled, running into the apartment.

"What? Are you dying?" She popped her head out from the living room and I walked in to see her and Harry on the couch, now clothed.

"I got a job." I said and she squealed. "It's with The London Magazine and if I do good, I'll get a permanent job there."

"Ahh! That's so exciting." I smiled and noticed Harry with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Niall works at the London Magazine." He said and I nodded. "Maybe he's doing the story you're photographing."

"We'll see."

I went to my room to get ready for my second job and tossed my beanie to the floor, stripping out of my black skirt. I tugged a pair of jean shorts up my legs and changed out of my sweater into a black v-neck t-shirt. I put on some Converse and put my hair up into a ponytail, letting loose strands hang on the side of my face. I left my room and went back to the kitchen, grabbing a protein bar and sitting down at the bar. Louise came in and pulled out a cutting board.

"What are you doing tonight?" I wondered and she smiled.

"Nothing. Are you going to work?" I nodded and tossed the wrapper in the garbage. "Which one?" She snorted and I smiled a little.

"I'm on bar duty tonight." I said and stood up, grabbing my bag. "See you in the morning. Please lock your door if he stays the night."

"Got it. Have fun." I nodded and left the apartment for the second time today.