Security's Sister

"You will be doing cocaine in the bathroom."

Flashback to like the beginning of April.

Laura's POV:

We arrived on set for the Robbers music video Matt had wanted me to do around noon. It looked dreary outside but Matt said that's why they chose today of all days.

Matt and some guy drove up to us in a golf cart, "Hop on!" Matt said said smiling at us.

Harry got on first and then helped me on.

I tightly held onto the rail as they drove down a dusty road out to a small, shabby looking house.

The other guy in the golf cart spoke up with a deeper sort of voice, "We're going to be shooting the two major parts today."

I nodded as the car came to a stop and jumped off, letting Harry follow us up to the small house. It was surrounded with a chain link fence but we kept walking till we got inside.

"This is it!" Matthew shouted looking around the small house, "But we've got to get you changed into your wardrobe." he stated as he looked me up and down like I was some manikin he wanted the clothes off of.

I quickly wrapped my arms around myself and Matthew laughed before walking past me. I followed him to the back yard where all the trailers were. Matthew ran over to one of them and opened the door, "This one's your's." he said and I walked over to it.

Harry speed walked over to us as I got onto the trailer, "Hi, I'm your stylist." A woman said from inside making me jump at the sound of her voice.

Harry stepped into the trailer and shut the door as the woman got a loose t-shirt and shorts. I slipped my leggings and crewneck off and slid the other clothing on.

"Perfect." Harry grinned as he walked over and kissed my forehead.

I grinned back and walked over to the stylist, "Do what you must." I told her and she grinned lifting up random pieces of my now blonde hair and began to braid them.

She picked up the flatiron and made beach waves all through my hair, when she was done Harry and I left the trailer and went into the house.

"Finally! You look great, lets get rolling." Matthew said all at once barely letting me comprehend it all. Matthew grabbed my hand and led me to a small bedroom.

The director sat me on the bed behind Matthew as he smoked a cigarette.

"Just stay there and stare at the back of his head." The director ordered me and I did so.

Matthew puffed smoke out as they began filming then looked back at me and smiled before laying an arm over my bare legs.

I shivered at the contact of his cold skin, but if they really wanted that edited out then they could do so.

We sat like that a few more minutes before the director yelled, "Cut!"

Matthew picked up a guitar that was on the side of the room, then sat me in front of him and began "teaching" me how to play.

"Now we go to the kitchen." The director announced throwing a white t-shirt at me.

I sighed and waited till everyone else left before changing and then following them into the small kitchen.

I was supposed to stand by the sink and do dishes.

My breath hitched in my throat when Matt took his shirt off

"You guys are going to lean in to kiss and let your lips touch, but don't actually kiss." The director stated and I nodded along with Matt.

I stood there and started to wash the dishes while Matt popped a pill into his mouth. Matt put a hand on the back of my head and leaned towards me, pulling me closer and closer. Our lips barely touched but I so dearly wished for the director to yell.