Simon cowells daughter

"Dad I can't do it anymore. It feels like everything is out to get me" I sobbed into the phone.

"It's okay babe. Just catch a taxi to the airport, I've sorted everything out" he reassured.

"I love you. Goodbye alana" he hung up the phone before I could answer.

I stepped out of the phone booth and whistled a taxi. I hopped in and he drove me to the airport.

I made my way to another phone booth and asked my dad what to do.

"Go up to desk 310. Tell them you are the client 56." He ordered.

I said goodbye and made my way to the desk, I told her what I was supposed to and she led me out back.

"Okay here you are" she motioned to a big plane, passengers hurried up the stairs to board.

"Thank you" I praised before joining the stampede to get on the plane.

After nearly being crushed I got onto the plane, taking a seat right at the back, everyone was at the front.

I plugged in my headphones, and tried to distract myself from the churning in my tummy as we lifted off the ground.

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"ALANA!" a voice called out as I wandered around the airport car park.

I looked up to see my dad, simon, waving to me.

"Dad!" I yelled, running up to him.

He lifted me up, spinning me off the ground.

"I missed you" he said as he placed me on the ground.

"Me too"

"Man you're as light as a feather, what do you eat" he poked my shoulder as he chuckled about my weight. I'm not fat, I used to be, when I was younger, so I'm a completely new me, skinny, girly, alana.

"Low fat salads" I commented.

He led me to a black jeep and I hopped in the front.

"HIII!" a few voices yelled from behind me.

"Aghhh" I squealed, I threw out my fist accidentally hitting someone in the face.

"Oops" I giggled nervously.

A boy with blonde hair looked up at me, blood oozing out of his nose.

"Er.. Sorry?" I weakly smiled at the adorable boy.

"Alana, this is Niall, Louis, liam, Zayn and harry" he motioned to each one if the boys that I had been talking to for a couple of days now, of course my dad didn't know that.

I glanced over each one, my eyes stopping at harry. Holy shit. He's hot.

"Uh hi" I turned back around before he could see me blush.

My dad started up the car and we drove through the streets until we reached a luxurious house.

"This is where you live" my mouth hung open in awe.

"Yup!" Niall said.

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"This is going to be so much fun. Thanks so much dad." I hugged my father appreciatively.

"No honey, I just realised, that I'm not a real father to you, I hope we can rebuild our relation ship." I squeezed him once more before he left me alone in my new room.

I opened up my laptop and started shopping, online shopping, my favourite. I ordered so much clothes and shoes, it came to a total of about four thousand dollars.