Fame

Chapter-3

Barbara Palvin as Jess^_^

Chapter-3

-Roxy

I hadn't slept all night. Actually, I haven't really slept in 3 days. I slept for like an hour the other day but that's all. I'm exaughsted, I don't sleep well, or really have much time to. At night I stay up practicing, and I get up early in the morning.

I haven't gotten to eat much either, I'm practically running on water and coffee. We've spent all morning rehearsing and all night peforming. I finish up gathering my things when a knock on the dressing room door stops me. Then it opens and I turn to see who it is.

"Well, well, well. Don't you look good," Seth leans against the door frame.

"How'd you get in here?"

He holds up his tickets and backstage pass. "I have my ways. So have you seen the news?"

"No, why?"

He smiles and walks over to the small TV in the corner of the room. He turns it on and I walk over to see what he's talking about.

"Seth Rowe, from the band Makeshift Midnight, was spotted leaving the hotel with Roxy Ray from Miss Remember. Our reporters captured this video of them, Seth clearly wrapping his arm around her waist as they make their way through the crowd," the reporter speaks on the news before the video plays. There's also pictures of us as we're walking out of the hotel. "Needless to say, the music business' ultimate bad boy is sparking up some romance with the music business' hottest new singer."

"You have got to be kidding me..," shaking my head, I turn the TV off.

"Oh its true. And my manager want's me to keep up this little 'romance' thing as a publicity stunt." He sits down in a chair.

"No way, me and you, not happening. Ever."

"Its not like it'll be real. Come on, our fans will love it." He leans back, looking as if he doesn't have a care in the world.

"And if I choose not to?"

"Then its your loss," he smiles a bit arrogantly.

I smirk at him. "Doesn't look like much of a loss." He just shrugs. Sighing, I finish packing my things and turn towards him. "Fine, I'll do this publicity shit. But nothing will happen between us, got it?"

He smiles. "Fine."

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The past days have been the same as usual. No sleep, work, rehearse, perform, and do it all over again.

"Hey Rox, you feeling okay?" Jess looks over at me.

I nod. "Yeah, I'm fine. Let's go perform." But I wasn't okay, I was exhaughsted and hungry. But I wasn't about to let down everyone who came to see us perform.

Nodding, she joins the others and they enter the stage. I go to the lift and begin making my entrance. The crowd's chanting and screaming is quiet, fading out. I can't quite focus on it. The lights hit me and it feels as if the stage is spinning.

Shaking my head, I start singing and dancing along to the choreography. Ny head spins more and I'm so dizzy I have to stop, my vision going in and out. Everyone around is like backhround noise.

"Roxy?" Jess shouts over the crowd. That was the last thing I heard before the ground catches up to me and everything goes black.

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-Seth

I was standing at the front of the stage, front row seats for Roxy's concert. Since we have to keep this whole act up, I have to come and be seen here.

Roxy passes out on stage and thousands of gasps echo within the crowd.

Jumping on stage, I make my way over to her. She's laying on the ground, surrounded by her band mates and background dancers.

Pushing my way through the crowd, I kneel down beside her, Jess kneeling on the other side. She's crying, worried sick about her sister.

"Roxy?" I nudge her. She looks pale, unlike her normal tan skin. "Someone call an ambulence!" The stage curtains close and I pick her up. "Let's get her off the stage."

Jess sniffles and nods before following me to the back stage. "She hasn't eaten or slept much lately. She's being over-worked." Jess stands beside me and we wait for the ambulence to arrive. "Do you think she'll be okay?"

"She'll be fine." I look down at her small, skinny body in my arms. She's not necessarily small, just small compared to me, with curves and nice size in just the right places if you know what I mean. Her eyes are closed and she's perfectly still.

For God knows what reason a feeling passes through me. A emotion I recognize to be worry. What the fuck? I never worry about others, I never usually care. I have to get away from her or something because this isn't like me, and I'm not about to let it happen. I will not go soft.

"Their here!" Jess shouts and the paramedics arrive with a gurney.

Quickly, I lay her down on it. They roll her out and I go with them, along with Jess.

"There's only enough room for one person, who's riding with her?" The paramedic asks.

"Me!" Jess climbs in the ambulence and the doors close. It speeds off and as quick as I turn around, a swarm of paparazzi surround me.

"Seth, how is this going to affect your relationship with Roxy?"

"Are you going to go after her?"

"Do you even care or are you even worried? What are you feeling right now?"

Question after question, followed by flash after flash. I back away. "Fuck off," I move around them and leave, going to my car and heading to the hospital.

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"Miss, you don't understand, I have to get in there to see her," I lean over the desk in the waiting room, speaking to the stubborn desk lady.

"No, you don't understand, I can't let you in there." She types away on her computer.

"Do you know who I am??"

"Yeah, and? Do you know who I am? A desk lady who's not letting you in."

Groaning, I take my seat in the waiting room. Jess is back with her sister but no one has told me any news.

"Seth?" My head lifts up to see Jess standing by the door. I immediately rise from the chair and approach. Jess looks at the desk lady. "Let him in."

The lady pushes a button and the doors open. I follow Jess down the hall. "How is she?"

"They've got her on fluids. She just needs sleep and to eat. She's over-worked and over-exaughsted."

We stop in front of the room and head in. I sit in a chair next to the bed. Roxy's still asleep and there's IV's in her arm and hand.

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-Roxy's P.O.V.

I breathe in sharply, jolting up into a sitting position and looking down. An irritating pain runs in my arm and hand, and I begin ripping the tape off to take out my IV's.

"Hey calm down, don't mess with those," Seth rises from his chair and fixes my IV. He gives me some food I assume the nurse had brought me earlier and I eat it.

"Your here? Why?" I look up at him, his face is expressionless.

"Who do you think jumped on stage and carried your ass till the paramedics arrived?"

I raise my eyebrow. Him? No way. "You? Really? Doesn't seem like you."

"I know. I don't like it."

Smiling, I shake my head and lay back down. "Your the one who wanted to pull this whole publicity relationship stunt."

"I didn't wan't it, my manager did." He adjusts my bed so its laying down for me. "Get some rest, your sister will kill me if she comes back and see's you up. I don't feel like being bitched at." Rolling my eyes, I lay back down. "Bye biotch," he smiles before leaving. Sighing I lay down and go back to sleep.