Chapter 2

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After a minute i heard my dads cackle of a laugh. I walked round the corner and there he was. Chilling with a beer, stuffing his face with a huge subway type thing, it made my tummy gurgle as i had missed breakfast. He was sat there

Relaxing while i was left to clear up the sick. I was just about to have a go at it him and tell him exactly what i thought when Olly's white suit manager burst through the door. Waving his hands and clicking his fingers at everybody.

'MOVE IT!' 'HES HERE!' 'EVERYTHING BETTER BE READY' he screamed at everyone.

In my mind i was giving him the middle finger. I turned on my heel and began walking down the corridor. I turned my head for a split second and crashed into another body, that was much taller than me. I looked up to see a shocked olly murs with coffee all over his blazer. I just stared at the floor.

I instantly shot up onto my feet and tried to undo what i had just done.

'God, i'm so sorry, here let me cle..'

He cut me off 'hey calm down,

Its fine, you must be chrissy right?'

'Yeah' i replied shyly

'Your dad talks about you all the time, he said you were beautiful and i have to say, i agree with him'

I giggled

'Well i'll see you around' he said sauntering off, he was humming the tune of dance with me tonight as he walked.

I turned my head, my mouth wide open. He was amazing. His hat, his straw type hat, his famous image of blazers and jeans and vans or toms. His little bout of stubble on his chin.

'Close your mouth beautiful' olly said.

That brung me back to reality. I could sense the smile coming over his lips. Ahh he was cocky, cocky is pretty attractive in my books. It sounds odd, i just don't know why.

God he was perfect.

When olly had turned the corner, i realised olly would be wanting his dressing room very very soon. I ran down the corridor like a cheetah hunting its prey.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

THE SICK! oh shit.

I skidded into the room to find the sick gone and Jude mop and bucket in hand, he'd done that for me?

'Jude?' 'What the...'

He shuffled silently past me and headed out the door, Jude had done my job and didn't even ask for a thank you or even say why. What was wrong with him? Suddenly his head popped round the door. He looked at the floor and quietly said.

'Olly wants you' he said looking at the floor and disappearing again.

What the.... Why would he do something like that for me, i barely know him.

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