music - Damiano David

2

once the italian group had finished their practices and quinn had got over staring at the long haired boy, they made their way back stage and into Lauren's dressing room. It was a large room with sofas, mini fridges and loads of mirrors.

They both sit themselves down on the one of the sofas, turning on the tv on the screen which shows the stage ready for the grande finale.

"okay, out of everyone you've met, who do you like most?!" Quinn asks, taking out a bottle of water from the Fridge.

"i mean, i've only talked to a few Quinn"

"well yeah, but out of them then!"

"The lithuanians were nice...oh and so was Malta, I mean, im sure there all nice" Lauren says, looking at her bestfriend who was shaking her head"

"nu-uh" she says, "there's always a bad one, always! have you not seen like...any movie ever. I'm placing my bets on Germany...i mean come on, don't spread hate?"

"or.." lauren starts, "he's just a nice person, trying to spread a good messege...ALSO i'm pretty sure it's "i don't feel hate", silly bitch"

"hm we'll see, don't cry to me if he turns out to be a ba-"

Quinn gets interrupted by a knock at the dressing room door, The girls frowning at eachother across the sofa.

As lauren stands up to answer the door, she can hear Quinn whispering under her breathe, "please be tarzan please be tarzan"

As lauren answers the door, the familiar face of Lauren's manager smiles at her, a large stack of paper work in her hand.

"hi! girls! Italians, press conference, now!" Mia says, spinning back on her heels and walking in the opposite direction.

"well that was brief...what did she want?" Quinn asks, walking over towards the door.

"we're gonna go meet some italians babe" she says, picking up one of the waters on the side counter.

"what? now? let's go bitches! god lauren hurry up! you can't keep an italian waiting! it's so...un classy!" she tells, grabbing both of the girls phones of the desk.

they both walk out of their dressing room and round the corner towards the stairs, Quinn dousing herself in a miniature perfume she found.

they both walk to the press room and see the band sat along the table, along with a large group of reporters.

"ciao, hello, come come, sit" The lead singer says, beckoning the two girls over to the group, Lauren taking her seat next to the unnamed boy. she rests her bottle on the table, leaning back into the seat.

"Damiano" he says, holding out his hand, "that's Victoria, Ethan and Thomas"

"Lauren, this is my bestfriend Quinn" the girl says, Quinn waving at them all, "your performance was amazing earlier!"

"oh trust me, once we have all the lights and affects, it will be even better, but thank you, yours was great too" Damiano says, crossing his arms over the table.

"okay hello Eurovision, today we are talking to two members of the big five, United Kingdom and Italy! okay, first question please"

"okay, this is to both of you, can you tell me what your song is about and what it means to you?"

Lauren looks at Damiano and the rest of his group, indicating at them to talk first.

"our song is about being yourself and not to let people's comments bring you down or change you and to love yourself" he says, looking back at Lauren.

(doing myn base on my song i picked so you can impro here)

"erm so my song is about loving who you want and like Maneskins, hope i said that right" Lauren laughs, The band nodding along "it's about no matter how people view you with your choices, that it's okay to be different and stand out"

"good good, okay Maneskin-"

for the next 30 minutes, the two countries take it in turn answering questions about their lives and songs, and even some about eurovision in general.

"okay my final question for Lauren" a reporter says, "there has been many rumours online about you and your past boyfriend Kaydn since you broke up a few months ago, did he really cheat on you with your bestfriend or are they just rumours"

"pipe down little man" Quinn whispers so only the panel can hear her, a small murmur of laughs arising from the group.

"erm so" lauren pauses, figuring out how to answer the question, "yes he did cheat on me but it wasn't with my bestfriend because she's sitting right next to me but you know, it is what it is and if he didn't then my album that is now at a number 1 wouldn't have been brought together"

"speaking off, stream "stages" or your breathe stinks" Quinn says, another few laughs coming from the crowd.

"and that is it for today everyone, thank you guys for being with us today, and good luck in the finale!" the host says, the 6 standing out of their chairs and walking out of the conference room.

"well that was slightly chaotic" Quinn says, shaking her bottle around in her hand, "but we got to meet the italians anyway...ethan...ethan, god i havnt been laid in a while"

"wha- how does your sexual life enter every conversation we have!" Lauren says, a hand grabbing her shoulder from behind.

Before she could think, her hand was slapped across the persons face, a few gasps from her bestfriend.

"Lauren! you can't just slap a man! you've only just met for god sake!" She says, laughing at the girl frozen in shock.

"shit i'm so sorry!" she says, a few chuckles coming from his lips.

"no no it's fine, my fault" Damiano says, "i just wanted to say it was nice meeting you both...and between me and you, so we're they. The boy points at the rest of the group who were talking in a hushed tone.

"turns out their fans, oh and quinn, is it? Ethan says he follows you on instagram, so.." Quinn starts choking on her water slightly, whipping out her phone, "also i don't think they realise no one can understand what their saying either...anyway, I'll see you around maybe?" he says, backing away from them.

"yeah yeah of course!" she says, smiling at the boy and turning to her friend.

"i can't believe i slapped him..."

"and i can't believe he actually follows me!"

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hello hello hello
erm so i wanted to do two chapters for you all ;)

vote and comment besties, ily all.

ALSO IF I MESS SOMETHING UP LIKE THE WAY EUROVISON WORKS IM SORRY