Paparazzi (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Meeting.

Five day's until One direction arrive, God I'm nervous. I've been given a new wardrobe and a makeover. I wonder if they're telling me I'm ugly? I've never been confident in the way I look, mostly I believe I'm ugly or at least nothing special. They give me the new car last week, which i'm in love with, a bright red Porsche. I'm really having second thoughts about this whole plan, what if they don't trust me? What if they find out right away? What if - 

"YASMIN ARE YOU READY?" My dad yelled up to my room. Well I guess not my room for at least the next month. I told my friends that I was on a trip to Mexico. Sometimes I get really upset that they believe everything I say, I know it sounds weird but they never question me on anything. 

" Yes one second" I said quietly, I sounded like a baby.

Hold it together your staying at a 5 star hotel what is there to cry about?  I always wondered why some things make me want to cry and things that i should be crying about don't.

"I'll call you every other day. Send me the pictures at the address I text you, love you bye"  My dad never met my eyes the whole time. I hope he feels bad about making me do this.

I sighed as I got into my car. I felt like I was going to drowned in the silence so I turned on the radio.

You'll never love yourself 

Half as much as I love you

You’ll never treat yourself right darlin’

If I let you know I'm here for you

Then maybe you'll love yourself

Like I love you 

And Ive just let these little thing slip - 

I found myself humming along until I realised it was one of they're songs. I quickly pressed the Cd button and turned up the volume

Oh i just wanna take you anywhere that you like

We can go out any day any night 

Baby i'll take you there 

Baby -    

Its official God hates me, why did  Kimmy's stupid Cd have to be left in my car? But holy the hotel is huge. I swiftly turn off the engine and was approached by a overly nice looking boy. Brown hair, brown eyes nothing special but his smile was so forced and over the top.  He took my bags to the desk and asked me and name and handed me my room key.

"I hope you enjoy your stay"  He said in a chirpy tone. Gosh doesn't smiling that big hurt? I just smiled and walked to the elevator.

~ Four days later~ 

I was woken up abruptly by my phone's beeping *BEEPBEEPBEEP* Privet name Privet number? 

"Hello?" I asked groggily 

" They are arriving today at three o'clock be ready. " Mr. Johnson said rather harshly and then hung up. Its almost eleven, I guess I better get up.

I quickly took a shower and did some basic make up, a light brown smoky eye with black eyeliner and mascara. I put on my favorite distressed skinny jeans and black Nike high tops. I have no idea what shirt to wear, I guess i'll just go with a plain white blouse. It makes me look like i have a great tan.

I was just chilling on the couch when i got a phone call. 

"They are on there way up. Go into one of the rooms until you hear them get settled in"  my dad said in a rush then hung up. I swiftly grabbed my  smoothie and ran into the bed room i've been staying in. About twelve minutes later I heard people walking into the hotel room.