A Poisoned Mind

Chapter one

Your beautiful handwriting, was signing the form that was sitting in front of you. Your name filled the dull white box that was fitted at the bottom of the A4 page, which was cramped with letters and numbers that would be making your life for two years. What you were signing was a contract... A contract to a boy band – famous boy band – that was well known around the UK, they personally asked for you, they had seen your skills and how well you perform. If you hadn’t guessed yet, you are a backing dancer for concerts and gigs! As you were standing at the front desk of the post office, you signed the contract and handed it in to a dark blonde, brown eyed girl. “Thank you,” you spoke quietly, as she flashed a smile “good day,” was her reply, you didn’t say much, but you hurriedly made your way out of the crowded post office, and out on to the high streets of London.

You haven’t lived a great life, yet you hadn’t lived a bad life. You were much of a shy, but confident girl, and one girl that was highly attractive to all the boys too! Being a girl that had two sides, you were never afraid to be your daring self when hanging out with your best friend... Olly Murs. He has been there for you, since day one; meaning since your latest boyfriend cheated on you, he was always there to help you get yourself back up on your feet! In front of Olly, you were never afraid to do anything, nor was he. Olly had recently become a teenage heartthrob for girls (obviously) in the music industry, so you hardly got to see him as much as you use to, but being a healthy, active, and busy twenty one year old, you didn’t have to worry about anything! Especially now that you knew you have a two year contract with the unknown boy band that will be revealed in the next day or so.

[Hey babe, have you considered doing the contract? Remember what I said O xx] Olly also acted like an older brother. You always told him everything and he’d be the one to help you with it, he’d give you his best advice and tell you what he’d do if he was in your shoes! Last night, you was having a long night call with Olly, telling him everything about the contract and how a boy band (you haven’t been told yet) had personally asked for you to do a two year contract of their gigs and tours. The debate about you doing this contract, dragged on throughout the night, you wasn’t so sure about handing yourself over to a boy band you didn’t even like! As you made your way in to a café, you sat down at a table that was tucked away at the back [hey! Yes I have, and I have just signed it and handed it in (The first letter of your name) xx] [oh good babe! Hey listen, I’m not gonna be in tonight, I’m out with the boys so if you have any problems text me O xx] [okay thanks for letting me know (The first letter of your name) xx] [okay babe, have a nice day O xx] you didn’t reply. Instead you were distracted by a teenage looking girl, chewing bubble gum with dark brunette hair, with heavily made up brown eyes.

Olly’s POV:

“I’m out with the boys so if you have any problems text me O kiss, kiss” Aston mimicked, as he had found my phone and started reading my texts. Aston does this often, but at random times! “Bloody hell Aston... What is it with you and going down...” “Okay babe, have a nice day O kiss, kiss” Aston continued to embarrass me, as I just rolled my eyes and snatched my phone away from him “oh come on man, who is she?” Aston asked intrigued “someone you don’t know, and I hope you don’t meet her,” I chuckled as Aston pulled a ‘pretending to be offended’ face “why bruv?” He asked with a frown “because she is a very close friend of mine... And knowing you, God knows what might happen,” I sighed, as he frowned again “dude! I haven’t had a girlfriend in ages...” “Who said about dating her?” I asked, as he kept quiet “Ast, not every girl you see or hear about is there for dating,” I warned him as he chuckled “whatever mate,” he chuckled himself, as he patted my shoulder before wondering off out the door, leaving me by myself.