Best Job Ever

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  • Published: 21 Nov 2012
  • Updated: 22 Nov 2013
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What happens when a simple job interview brings you face to face with the love of your life? Meet Brooke, a 20 year old American, in England for college, studying at the prestigious Oxford University. It's summertime and she applies for a job as a maid and cook. Seems simple enough, right? Wrong. This job takes her through twists and turns, love and heartbreak, but best of all, she gets 4 new best friends/brothers and a sole mate. A job this amazing can only be described as the "Best Job Ever". WARNING: Some chapter have elements that can be triggering. And LANGUAGE! Some chapters have a lot of cursing. xxBo<3


100. Best Job Ever

Liam's POV


I'm so unfocused. I can't stop thinking about Brooke. I really hurt her last night, both physically and mentally. I was such an asshole last night. I don't know what happened to me. But to see her breaking like that, all because of me, I felt so bad. After I realized what had happened, I broke down crying. I always told her I would never hurt her. But after she left, Louis came over, after hearing the screaming and he saw hear run out, and I told him everything. First, he screamed at me for hitting her, and that just made me cry harder. But he realized that it was just a huge mistake on my part and just tried to help me get through it. I told the boys this morning.“Liam? Liam. Liam. Liam. Liam! LIAM!” Louis yells at me. I snap out of my daze. The boys are all staring at me and the mic in front of me comes into focus. We've been rehearsing and I keep getting distracted. “Liam, we're finished.” Niall says, softly, knowing I've been anxious to get home to see if she's there. On the drive home, I sit with my knee bouncing up and down, just like Brooke did when she was nervous. It always calmed her. We pull up to the flat building and I sprint down the hall and rush to pull the key out and unlock the door. I step inside and I call out her name. “Brooke, love, are you here?” I look around and find myself in the bedroom. Her blanket that was always on the bed is gone. Her clothes are gone from the closet. The desk is missing her school supplies, and her laptop, which was always charging by the bed, is gone. My heart pounds, not wanting to believe it. I walk back out into the living room and notice picky little things. Her shoes aren't by the door, her glasses case that was by the bookshelf is gone, and the bookshelf is almost completely empty. I sit on the couch, looking at everything missing. I cry into my hands, knowing I had completely lost her. “Liam.” Harry's voice rings out from behind me. I don't turn my head. “Liam, have you read the note?” I turn my head and see a piece of white paper on the counter. I stand up. Next to the paper is her key to my flat and her Batman game that we spent hours playing instead of moving her into my flat. Louis walks in with her key to their flat, that was his kitchen counter. I pick up the note and stare at it. There's tear stains on it, wet tears stains. She was just here. I read it and my heart stops. The boys see my reaction and I can tell they want me to read it aloud. So I do.


“Dear One Direction,

I hate having to write this, but I will. I'm sorry I have to leave. As I'm sure, Liam has told you about what happened already and it's too much. But you guys be good. Louis, talk to Cheradyn. The last thing we need is another break up. And please keep your room clean. I did a good job and you can too! Harry, I'm sorry. I can't help but feel guilty for you and Sarah. Be good, Curly. Zayn, I will miss all of our chats. You were the best. Niall, you will just have to live without my cooking. I'm sorry. Liam, it was too much. I know you feel bad but that's no excuse. I'm sorry. You know, it's funny that when this started, I was just a girl who needed a job. Instead, I got a job, 4 best friends and brothers, an amazing relationship, and a whole lot of memories. I'm sad it's over, but it's for the best. Please don't call. I'll be fine. But I seriously will miss y'all. These were the best 11 months of my life. This has truly been the best job ever. Love, Brooke.” 

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