c h a p t e r t w o
'"I'm doing you a favour."'
After applying a coat of matt lipstick she rested her now ,laced gloved hands on to the edge of the sink. All Clementine Flynn could think about was what the hell did she just agree to. She stared into the mirror wondering how she was supposed to act all loved up with him for a year. An entire year of being side by side with him.
She reached into the duffle bag on top of the toilet, and grabbed an orange tie. Whilst tying her light brown hair into a high pony she tried to psych herself up for what was to come, "Clementine you can do this. It's just a year with him."
She picked up the white bag and stuffed all her lounge wear inside of it. Patting down her beige tight dress, she sat upon the closed toilet seat, hoping everyone would forget that she is changing and just leave without her. But she knew that would be a dream.
Replacing her 99 shoes (she was sent from her grandparents back in England) with brown high heels, she was startled with the sound of her ring tone. The song Baby by Justin Bieber echoed through the small room, Cash would always say it was childish to have a song made by a teenager at the time, ring every time she would get a call. But it would remind her from her time back in London when she was a teenager herself. Clementine and her best friend, Freya, would always sing that song everyday on the way to school.
She missed her best friend too much. She visited her once before her modelling career took of. She remembered how fun London looked. When Clemmie was faced with the opportunity of going back to live in London, she was beyond excited because she could finally be friends with Freya again and jumped at the change to go.
As she picked up her phone she was faced with a picture of her and her best friends and the name of the group chat: French Babes.
Quickly she placed the phone between her ear and her shoulder, so she could talk and clean up her makeup at the same time.
Remi: Jeez Clemmie, where are you?
Gen: We woke up and you was just gone.
I know, I know I got called into a meeting at late notice. Clem
Gen: Well are you okay?
Remi: Whats going on with Cash?
I'm fine, I'm fine. Can we talk later about it all? Its been a long day and I just wanna spend time with you lot. Clem
Remi: We can go to the restaurant down the corner.
Gen: Yeah, Clemmie can pay.
Aye, thats unfair. Im the one in the bad mood. I'll pay for the wine tho. Clem
Gen: Of course you would pay for the alcohol.
Hey, Hey, Hey. I am no alcoholic. Clem
Remi: You keep trying to tell yourself that.
Aye whats that supposed to- Clem
Clementine was interrupted by the loud knocking from outside of the bathroom.
"Hey, Clem you in there? We gotta get going?" The sound of Cash's voice made her spine crawl, as she heard the sound of muffled voices coming from her phone. Some of them along the lines of 'Is that Cash?' 'What is going on?' and her name repeated over and over again. She cupped her hand around her phone bringing it to her mouth.
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behind cameras | harry lewis.
FanfictionEveryone thinks famous peoples lives are picture perfect, but they just have to take the cameras away to realise - nobody is perfect. ~~~~ On cameras and magazines, the model looks like she is in love, but deep down inside she is completely and utte...