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

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~ 2 weeks later ~

 

I’m sitting with Harry on the couch. The rest of the boys have gone to lunch before they go to the recording studio but Harry didn’t want to go. He should be leaving soon. He channels- surfs while I’m on my laptop. I go to my room and lie on my bed. About 20 minutes later, the doorbell rings. I assume Harry gets it. Oh crap, he’s naked. I decided to go out. When I walk into the living room, I see Harry still on the sofa and Sarah! “Oh my God! What are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be here for another week.” I say rushing over to hug her. “Well, I had nothing to do and Cheradyn was with her family, so I figured I would come early.” She says. “But I didn’t know that Harry was uh, here and uh, naked.” He snickers. “Hazza!”  I scream at him and he faces me. “Yes, Brookie?” I glare at him. Sarah just looks at us. “Nicknames?” I nod. “Well, what do you wanna do? Wanna go out to the hotspots?” I ask her grabbing my purse. “Sure.” She says. “Are you going to be okay, Harry?” I ask him. “Go!” He says facing back to the T.V. Sarah and I rush out the door and into the hallway. “Oh! I’ve missed y’all so much!” We get into my car and drive to the coffee shop. We order and sit down. “Really, Brooke?” She says. “What?” I say confused. “Why would you do it once again?” She picks up my arm. “I thought we had talked about this before?” I snatch my arm back and look at it. It’s has a single, ugly, pale white scar. “Is this why you came early?” I ask her. She nods. “I’m fine.” I say. “Do you not remember the first time?” She asks me. I think. The first time. I had gotten home from school after being bullied because of my love for Liam by the crew. I was so tired of it and lost it. I grabbed my razor and cut my leg. It hurt really badly, but it felt good to let out all my pain. Sarah had noticed me limping the next day. She cornered me after school and I told her. She was so mad at me, but I did it 3 more times. I was sick of being bullied. She found out that I had done it more when we had gone swimming and saw my leg. She made me swear never to do it again, and I made her swear not to tell anyone that I did it or why I did it, not even Cheradyn. “How much more blood do you have to shed for him?” She asks me, softly. I look at the floor. “Oh, great.” She says. I look up.

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