Erm... So... Basically (One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 22

Marilyn’s POV

(2 months later)

    I watched the camera man point to the host of the evening, a young man with the name of Nick Howard, probably about 19, signaling him that we’d be on in “10 seconds”. That’s when the nerves kicked in. I was here at MTV studios, getting ready for a live interview on my new single. They had just aired it for the first time on a lot of major radio stations 2 weeks ago, and what do you know, it was a hit.

    “And we’re on!” Said the producer.

“Hi everyone! It’s your man Nick here with my new main girl, the lovely Marilyn Alaine!” He said enthusiastically. The camera then pointed to me and I released a cheeky smile.

“So Marilyn, how crazy has it been with the new buzz around your song?” He asked me.

I ran my fingers through my bangs and laughed a little, “Is this real life? Seriously everything just happened so fast! It’s all still so shocking. But it’s amazing, we’ll just have to see everything left to come.” I answered nodding my head like a little girl.

He smiled at me sweetly, he was rather cute. Kind of like a puppy.

“Let’s just get to know the girl with the pretty face and crazy pipes, shall we?” He asked, the live studio audience cheered. I sat there and nervously scratched my nose, a lot of people were watching this.

“Ask her about One Direction!” One audience member shouted.

Typical.

“What a good idea!” He said as the audience cheered.

I rolled my eyes jokingly.

“The world knows by now you’re opening for them on the 2013 tour, right everyone!?” He asked, the crowd cheered.

I couldn’t help but blush on that statement. I was so excited to perform on that kind of platform.

“Soooo… your best friend Lyla is currently dating 1D member, Louis Tomlinson. She’s hilarious by the way! We all love her. But I got to say, we all expected you to be the one with the heart throb boyfriend. There have been some pictures of you with them all lately, minus Harry, which really got everyone going… but I’m sure you knew that.” He said, this bugged me a lot, in all honesty. Just a constant reminder…

“Well Harry’s a busy guy, and I’m busy too, I guess we just haven’t been in the same place at the same time in awhile…” I said, stronger than I thought I’d be.

“All the Marry shippers are missing the cute photo’s of you two.” He blurted out.

I felt myself lose breath as I tried my best to avoid my tears, it worked for now.

“Ha…” I said, lying through a smile.

“Which brings me to a question about your single that I think everyone is dying to know the answer to.” He said, smiling at the audience.

Oh good back to the music.

Wait no that would only be too kind.

“Is the song about anyone in particular? It certainly feels like it.” He wondered curiously.

The room became silent.

“Erm…well…” I tried to make out.

You could have heard a pin drop in that room.

“Yeah it is.” I smiled up at Nick, quickly whipping a noticeable tear off my face.

Please don’t say anything about it.

Please.

Plea-

“Are you crying, love?” He asked me, worried.

Aw shit.

“I’m okay, really. Just something in my eye I guess…” I said, not believably.

“Who’s it about?” He asked, still concerned.

The room filled with curiosity and silent whispers to one another. I thought to myself if confessing it was about Harry was the best idea. Because, there was always that chance he could be watching…

Exactly… there was always that chance.

Old Marilyn would have never let herself be that vulnerable in front of the world, but the new Marilyn knew it was okay to be that way sometimes. It proved to people you were real. Showing everyone I was real was really important to me. I wanted them to know I wasn’t just another fake face, I could be someone they related to, I wanted to relate to them too. And I learned being honest with yourself is important, sometimes it brings wonderful realizations, and sometimes it doesn’t. But it did always help you learn.

“It’s about Harry.” I announced to the world.

I then smiled and laughed off some tears, everyone could see, but I didn’t care. The audience became very talkative after that, I couldn’t clearly tell what a lot of them were saying but I did hear a few “I knew it!” and some “That’s so cute!” which made me warm and fuzzy, but also die a little inside.

“So it’s really about Harry? Harry Styles?” He asked me.

I looked at him and nodded successfully, whipping the tears away, nervous about my make up running on live national television.

“Don’t worry hun, you look beautiful.” He said to me encouragingly.

“The reason being is because… because well… I always used to think to write or sing a song, you had to have a connection with it. It had to relate to your life for it to truly be good. The original song was about me. It was about me becoming successful, ready to take on the world, I guess you could say! But I thought of some things My lovely friend LA Reid told me, and put them into my perspective. Maybe the most obvious connection, isn’t the strongest. Maybe the ones you have to admit to yourself are the ones worth writing about. So yeah, it’s about Harry Styles. Harry is the most amazing guy I’ve ever had the pleasure of getting to know, and I miss him. Harry, if you’re watching this, I… I uh… I hope you liked the song.” I confessed, looking directly into the camera when I talked to Harry.

After 2 seconds of silence,

the entire studio audience, Nick, and everyone working on the set started to applaud.

The smile on my face was the realist it’s been in the last 2 months.

“Can I be Harry Styles right now!? Can a gorgeous girl write an inspiring song about me and confess it to me on live television!?” Nick laughed at the camera.

I bit my lip and glanced briefly at the camera, wishing it was Harold.

“We’ll be right back after the break, where Marilyn will sing her rendition of ‘Fix You’ by Coldplay, which will also be on her upcoming album.”  Said the hidden announcer.

And in that moment, everything seemed okay. Maybe things would be normal for Harry and I on the One Direction tour.

Although, I wasn’t done learning yet.

For that would have been too easy.