Room 34B

Chapter 3

Louis

I woke up to the ear piercing sound of a phone ringing. "Fuuuuuuck me" I said dramatically. I looked at my phone and saw it was Gianna, my boss. The first thing I thought was "what does this bitch want". It's not because I dislike her I'm just really fucking tired and she woke me up. I hate being woken up. I had a very long night and didn't get to sleep till about 1pm and it's 5pm now.

I pick up the phone nonetheless because it's my only stable job. "Hello." I say tiredly. "Hey Louis! It's Gianna I was wondering if you could come in tomorrow" she said sounding way too enthusiastic. "I thought Kayla was on the schedule for tomorrow."I said uninterested and confused. "She was but some unfortunate things happened and I have to fire her now" she sighed. "HA! That bitch had it coming." I said and laughed loudly. She really did have it coming though. "Yeah. Well. I guess she did." She said and laughed with me which surprised me. "I'm sorry that was really unprofessional." And there we go. "Like I could give two shits but yeah I'll come in tomorrow." I replied, getting ready to hang up. "Thank you so much and I'm really sorry, I wouldn't ask if I didn't really need help." "It's fine. I'll see you tomorrow." I said. "Ok yeah, bye." Then she hung up.

Jesus, Gianna is cool or whatever. I just wish she would let loose sometimes. It would make my life a lot easier.

I'm still so fucking tired so after Gianna hung up I just go straight back to sleep.

When I wake up again it's 3:00am. At first I was just gonna lay around all day and maybe get high but then I remembered I had to go into work. "Fuck." I said out loud.

When I think about that I also think about what else she said during the call. She fired Kayla. So that must mean there's a job opening.

I need to call Harry.

I quickly pick up my phone and call him. He picks up almost immediately. "Why are you up." He said sternly. "I don't know. Why are you up." I replied childishly. "Don't fucking start with me Tiny." He said harshly. "Heyyyyy I told you not to call me that." I whined. "It's not my fault you're built like a munchkin." He replied. "Give it a rest, I'm big!" I told him. I could practically hear him roll his eyes through the phone. "Why the fuck are you calling me at 3 in the morning." "Ok so you know how I have that job at hot topic." I said. "Yes" he said suspiciously. "There's a job opening an-" he doesn't even let me finish. "Absolutely not. No. I already said I'm not getting a fucking cover job." He basically yelled into the phone. "Ok first off all lower your voice," I said calmly "second, you need this." That made him angry. "I don't NEED anything." He told me putting emphasis on the need. "And do you know how it would look to have someone at my ranking have a fucking cover job" he said coldly. Now I was mad. "I don't give a FUCK about your ranking! You did this to yourself, now get over it or who fucking knows what will happen." I told him raising my voice. That's when he decided to get quiet so I took that as my chance to end the call. "I have to get ready for work but I'm gonna get you that interview and you better fucking go to it or they won't be the only ones after you." I said finally hanging up.

"Dickhead" I whispered to myself when I knew the call was cut off. I checked the time and it was 4:00am now. Wow. Time flies when you're arguing with the biggest jackass on the planet I guess.

I still have plenty of time before I have to go into work so I just sit on my ass till I have to leave.

It's about 7:50am by the time I get to the mall and I make my way to hot topic. I walk in and am greeted by Gianna. "Good morning" she says to me. "Morning" I grumble back. I'm not trying to be rude, I'm just really not in the mood. "We open in 10 minutes. People usually don't start trickling in until about nine but after that it's a madhouse" she tries and explains to me.It's my first Black Friday so I respect her efforts I just could really care less. "Ok" I responded dryly. I think I hear her say something else but once I again I really don't care.

I get to the back room so I can put my stuff down. While I'm there I check my phone to see if anything important came up. But nope nothing. Just as I'm about to walk out I see something behind a box on the floor that caught the light. I was curious so I bent down to get it. I reached my hand to get it and grabbed it easily.

When I looked at what it was my eyes widened in terror. "Fuckfuckfuck." I say urgently. "shit!" I whisper shout to myself. Harry would fucking kill me if he found out about this. I quickly shove it in my bag and go back to the front so I can talk to Gianna.

I come up behind her and say "Hey Gianna?" She jumped slightly and a cute little yelp came from her mouth. Her reaction made me smile and laugh a little. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you but I have a question" I apologized. "It's fine, but what's up?" She replied. "So I know you just fired Kayla so I was wondering if you were looking for someone new to take her place?" I asked curiously. "Um yeah I am actually. I was gonna put out some signs and stuff out tomorrow. Why?" She asked me, seeming confused. "I have a friend that really needs a job right now." I said innocently. "Um yeah just give me his number so I can call him for an interview. What's his name?" Wow that was easy. "His names' Harry" I told her.
"Ok just write his information down and give it to me at the end of your shift" she said. I nodded slightly and walked away.

The rest of the day went by unbearably slow. Gianna was right about the rush after 9am but I'm finally on my way home. And I need to call Harry again. Something I'm not looking forward to.

As soon as I get inside I plop down on the couch and dial Harry's number. Once again he picks up almost immediately, he's good for that. "What." He said sternly. "Wow ok hello to you too." I replied. "I'm not in the mood, just go ahead and get to the point." He told me dryly. "When are you ever in the mood." I mumbled to myself but he heard. "What was that." He asked. "Nothing. But I got you that interview. My manager said she's gonna call you to schedule it. I really hope you go." I told him. "Oh my fucking god fine." He said. I smirked to myself knowing I won. "Wipe that fucking smirk off your face right now or I will come over and do I for." He barked at me. After he said that I just pouted. "You don't have to be that mean" I told him, still pouting. "Whatever, bye" with that he hung up.

I swear if he wasn't my boss I would've killed him by now.