forgotten | l.h

prologue

a/n so most chapters will start with a small flashback before it goes into the actual story if that makes sense ?? and the flashback will be in third pov while the rest will be first pov.
I hope you enjoy :D

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- 3 years ago -

The two of them laid down amongst the wet grass, staring up at the dark sky above them. They sat in a peaceful silence, enjoying the company of each other.

"Our video reached 10,00 views today." The boy excitedly says, looking over at the small brunette girl beside him.

"That's amazing Luke." She says, facing him with a smile.

"It's crazy." He breaths out.

"It is. Just don't forget about me when your famous." She says, slightly joking.

"I would never. Hey maybe you could even tag along." He smiles at her before they both look back up at the stars once more.

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| Annie pov |

Dreams. Everyone has them. Rather it's weird stories that play in your head while you sleep, or goals that you wish to achieve. We all experience them.

Most people dream of becoming famous and being able to sing on stage to thousands of people that worship you. Or write a novel that reaches the big screen. Or anything as simple as falling in love and raising a family. My dreams were none of those.

I hated fame. Yes I loved some bands, and practically bowed down to Ed Sheeran as if he were a god. But I hated the idea of becoming famous. I hated the way fame seemed to change people. I also don't want to fall in love. I'm not saying I want to be an old lonely cat lady in 20 years, but I don't want to fall in love with someone. To me love is stupid. No matter what it ends. You or the other person end up heart broken and feeling lost. Even if you do get married eventually you die, and don't even start that you could die together because that only happens in Nicholas Sparks movies.

My dream was to simply live. You only have one chance to live. One life to carry out. I want to do crazy things. I want to experience things that only few people get to do. I want to go sky diving, I want to travel the world with people that are important to me. I want to enjoy the life I was living and not hate having to drag myself to work everyday, and then come home to 2 kids that argue.

I want to live and be free.

I'm not naive. I know that I'll have to do something to carry on my dream. Something like a job, that involves traveling and that will help me live and experience many things.

I was passionate about fashion. I'm not one of those fake people who cake on makeup and spend hours styling their hair. However I enjoy painting the colors into people faces, as if it were an art. I enjoy putting together an outfit that blends with the hair and makeup as if they were in a magazine. It's always been something I was extremely passionate about.

I've been hired by close friends to help with weddings, my aunt is a photographer for a magazine, so I've worked with some models but only for small magazines. And once I've helped with a runway show when her employee had the flu.

But when I got the email asking if I could style for a band called Hey Violet, that was going on tour I didn't think twice.

It was the opportunity of a life time, something where both my dream and passion were involved.

It was way too good to be true. I was practically begging a there not to be catch. But deep down I knew something wasn't right.

But the catch was something I wasn't prepared for.

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yay !! kinda cliche but I wrote this chapter lots of times before finally thinking this was acceptable . so yay !!