Violetta One Shots!

Celebrities | Leonetta /36/

If you like this one shot, you should all go and thank my sister Thash_ because she gave me the idea, well the main part. So yeah. Thanks for the suggestion xjortinix and words in '()' brackets are Vilu's thoughts.

Vilu P.O.V.

It was cool being a celebrity. People loving you, your life spent signing and dancing in front of amazing fans. The nit so great part was the paparazzi. The flashes followed you everywhere. I couldn't do anything without having my name on the front page of some magazine. It was also because I was one of the biggest celebrities in the WORLD right now. There was also Leon Vargas.

This is where normal teenage (I AM 17!!!!) life kicks in. I have a crush on Leon Vargas, yes, like any other normal girl my she, or even younger and probably older. Leon was a celeb hunk! No exaggeration. His perfect face, his beautiful hair, his too-good-to-be-true body, it should be illegal to be as hot as he is. It's lethal!

But it isn't one of those crushes when I'm 17 and that 'hunk' is 1090 (45) he is also 17. So it would be quite normal if we suddenly fell in love, got married, and became the greatest couple to EVER live. I will just have to keep on dreaming. That's what normal teenage girls do when they have celebrity crushes right? What do I know about being a normal teenage girl?

"Vilu, can I come in?" My manager Angie asks.

I was in my tour bus, and in my tour bus dressing room. I reply yes and Angie comes in. She as always had her formal clothes, and I could see the Bluetooth in her ear. But at least she actually liked me. She wasn't about to turn on me and steal my career because she was always better. What?! Anyway she came in holding her clipboard.

"So I got a call from Ludmila's manager, and she said that she is having a party and you are invited, what should I reply?" Angie asks me.

Another thing I liked about her. She always took my thoughts in consideration whenever making a decision.

"Reply yes, how can I not go," I say to her. It may've sounded like a question but it was a statement. The biggest well girl celebrity not going to probably one of the biggest parties ever. That wouldn't make sense would it.

Ludmila is my 'best' friend. In the celebrity business you have to have celebrity friends. My old manager Jade, she made me friends with Ludmila, like literally forced. Angie came, but it was impossible to reverse what had been done. So it would be even worse if her 'best' friend didn't show up for the party.

"Use that new dress," Angie says and walks out the room.

I go over to the closet and open the door. It was huge. Like the size of a normal room. [Imagine the Hannah Montana closet from Season 1, get the picture?] I had a big part in the center that had my clothes. They were on hangers and when you pressed a button it would all turns, like on a merry-go-round. I also had a side that had all my shoes, rows and rows of pretty shoes, then there was accessories. I liked my closet.

I grab the new dress. It was a sparkly red dress, that went above my knees. I matched it with blood red high heels. I took a red handbag pouch thing, and did my hair. I really didn't need my hair and makeup artists right now. I straightened my hair and applied light makeup. I wasn't really into all that fake Barbie thing other celebrities do. But they are usually older than me.

"Violetta! Are you done?" Angie calls from outside my closet.

"Yes!" I shout back.

I check myself in the mirror before walking out. Angie was waiting out there talking through her earpiece. She mouthed limo at me and I walked out the tour bus. The black limo was out there waiting for me. The window for the driver come down.

"Angie said I should just take you," My chauffeur says.

I nod and my body guard opens the door. I get in and we begin driving to Ludmila's party. I wondered if Leon would be there. Of course he will be there! He is one of the biggest celebrities EVER! My inner self screamed.

We got to the club and I could hear the music blaring from in the limo. I get out and see the colorful lights. I loved this life, parties, parties, and then of course more parties. I thank my body guard, saying he won't need to be here anymore and walk to the entrance of the club. As soon as I approach the guard he makes way for me. I blow a kiss and walk in.

I'm immediately greeted by some other celebrities, like Francesca Caviglia, Natalia Vidal and then a screaming Ludmila Ferro.

"Vilu! So happy you could make it!" She slurs,  obviously already drunk.

"How could I not come? I'm always the life of the party," I reply conceitedly. But the girls next to me giggle. 

"I have been waiting to meet you Miss Violetta Castillo," A deep, husky (sexy may I add!) voice said behind us.

The four us turn around and see Leon Vargas. He had black pants and a red formal shirt, with a black blazer. He had sunglasses even though we where inside. He looked at me smirking and tilted his sunglasses downwards.

"Leon Vargas," He says holding out his hand. I leave him hanging and he moves it back, his smirk not faltering.

"Ladies, would you like to leave us?" Leon asks my friends.

It wasn't exactly a question, more of an order. But I never said anything. I watched my friends go, and then let Leon take me away. I didn't even bother to ask him, that if he was going to move us, why did he ask the girls to leave. He took us to a isolated  part of the club, and the thought that he might be raping me never bothered me. (Not even a little bit)

He pushes me against the wall and kisses my lips hard. I barely have any time to kiss back before he breaks apart.

"Had to do that, you are my celebrity crush," Leon admits.

I grab his face and kiss him hard, making sure he can get away.

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Yes, I wanted to end it that way, so thanks [again] xjortinix for the suggestion. Thanks everyone for reading. This was a long one short over 1000 words. So yeah. Bye!!! Next up is Jortini for xjortinix

Lexy