Being a Fake Celebrity

Chapter 7

Singing in the dark alone sounds like my kind of style. I cannot sleep. It is 2am. I am in my room at home in LA. An hour ago I took my guitar. From then I play song after song after song. My fingers are hurting but I cannot stop. I feel that I will have a new song in seconds or a brilliant idea will come. I hope I did not wake anyone. I am happy and I feel confident in me. That is why I will take a break right now.

I stand up from my bed and open the balcony's door. A cold air is tickling my nose. It is the kind of air that refreshes you, that gives you ideas, I hope. The sea seems calm, there is not so much noise coming from the ocean. I love living in a city next to the ocean. The noise and the wind were calming me in my worst nights and they still are.

I have not been to UK for 2 weeks now. I miss almost everyone there. Taylor says that we are now in some way tight up from UK. And it is true. We both have relationships there. Some of us happy ones, some complicated ones. I wonder when their drama is going to end. Maybe never?! I hope not.

Funny story: Taylor had a week off and she wanted to spend it with her boyfriend. Yep. They got back together after the cottage party. Josh practically begged Taylor and she gave in. So she planned a trip to Bahamas, and of course paid for it. A week in 2 sounds good to me and if it is in a special place even more. Everything was perfect. Late night talks, morning cardio, you know, that kind of stuff that make a couple when they are alone away from everyone.

Until, the same old money subject had made his way into Josh's brain and the drama began. Insecurity, the fact that he cannot pay for that kind of vacation and maybe so many other things came into discussion and the week transformed in 3 days. I say it is a great offer for everyone. You pay for a week and stay 3 days. So they split up. Again. End of story.

I hope that they will realize some day that maybe it is not meant for them and make a life on separate paths. At least I hope.

Ok. And now I have an idea. On and off relationship is a good main subject for a song. I take a pen and my notebook and start writing. I spend most of the night writing and playing at my guitar.

The next day, when everyone got up, I went to sleep. It was a productive night in the end. I have a special talent to write the best songs at night so, as I said, it was productive.

I wake up scared. I had a nightmare. I remember falling and being frighten. "You're ok, Demi" I tell myself. I get up and go wash my face. I look in the mirror at a confused face and smile. "This is why you should sleep at night not during the day. Next time try to stay awake." I try to scold myself. Just try because I do not believe it at all. I take off my pajamas and get in the shower. Even if I hear my phone blink, I ignore it.

When I get out of the shower all refreshed, my mind in far away from the previous nightmare or anything else bad. I think at sunsets on the beach, good music and the love that surrounds us. It may be not much but is something that I enjoy in a day off. I check my phone and I remember that I heard a noise but ignored it. I have a text from Niall.

"Hello, sunrise. What is doing my love today?" I read the text and reply right away.

"Nothing. I was sleeping 'till now." Press send and go to my dressing room naked.

"How's that? What did you did last night?"

"Writing and singing. I had one of those nights in which the creativity hits me and I stay up all night. You? What are you doing right now?" After I send the text I choose my outfit for today. Something sport, because I plan to stay home. As I get dressed I text frequently.

"Hahaha. That's funny. I am going home. I had an early meeting with the stuff and we have the rest of the day off. You planed something for tonight? It's almost night there, right?"

"Yes it is. I plan to stay home. You?"

"Same. But I am alone. Wanna keep me company?"

"Sure. Are we doing something interesting?"

"Don't know yet. I'll text you in an hour and tell you the plan that I have."

"Ok. An hour. Talk to you then."

"Ok."

I am ready to go down and see what my family is doing. I find the house empty. No people, no dogs, no nothing. The only people that are still here are my bodyguards. I find a note on the kitchen table.

"Demi, me and your dad are going out. Maddy is at her best friend and the dogs are at your uncle again. If you wake up before we came back you have food on the fridge. Love, Mom."

I read it and realize that I am alone too for the night and I am not the only one who needs company. I do not want to go out at all. I will stay home and watch CSI, talk with Niall and eat some veggies.

After exactly an hour Niall texts me. I watched one episode of CSI and the next is starting.

"What are you doing and where are you?"

"Bed, watching CSI. Why?" I send back. "What's with this guy?"I ask myself.

"Bed good. I have an idea. CSI again?"

"I love it. Why bed is good? What is going on, Niall? I am confused" I really am confused. I do not understand any of these texts. What he wants from me?

"Have you ever heard of sexting?"

"Yes. Why? Oh...I get it now. You looked on the internet for ideas, right?" I smile. He wants sex on the phone. It is a good idea but not at all his type of thing. I like it though.

"How did you guess it?"

"I know you."

"Oh. I should have known. You're in?"

"Of course love. I never did it. It sounds interesting."

"Neither do I. It writes here that we should describe the place that we are."

"Baby, you're so funny. Ok. I am in the middle of my bed. It's dark. I am wearing a short skirt and a low-cut shirt. I have on me the black underwear that you bought for me. My hair is wet and thrown back."

Ok. That is not really the situation. Yes my hair is wet but I wear a sports suit. I am wearing the most comfortable things ever. But where would be the fun it this whole thing? If I would tell him the truth I will ruin the night. I do not what to do that. So a little lie would not harm anyone.

"That's sexy" He texted me back. "I'm in my kitchen, preparing something to eat. Chocolate or whipped cream with strawberries?"

I bite my lip. "Chocolate."

I cannot tell you everything that happened next. It was a great night to spend with my boyfriend texting and CSI was forgotten very quickly. After we finished the sexting we talk on the phone the whole night.

I felt him next to me. I heard his calm and sexy irish voice. I love unique people and he is one of them. He became one of my best friends in a very short period of time. I know that I can count on him when I need. She gives me another perspective of the things. It is good to have that kind of people in one's life. You hear different opinions from good friends that you trust.

I went to sleep in the morning, again. But this time I do not have so much time to stay in bed. I heard my family came home. I heard my mother checking on me. But I pretended that I am asleep because I did not want to give explanations to anyone. Not at that hour. Not in the situation that I was. It was fun to just play for one night. I enjoyed it a lot.

You should do it too. It is fun and you can stay in your own home, inyour own bed and have fun. The only regret that I have is that I did not sawwhat happened in that episode of CSI. I am curious.