Clara
The three of us stood side-by-side in the small room belonging to our boss. I was glad I was standing in the middle, because Stella was clinging to my hand rather nervously and I was scared my hand would break or fall off, and I was sure that if Courtney was in my place she would have eaten Stella's face off for even thinking of touching her. Our boss was pacing in front of us, making us more nervous than before. He was around his late thirties, but looked slightly younger, he had thick black hair and was very thin. He looked stressed and very tired.
"Stella." He said, standing in front of her. "You have been spotted leaving multiple boys' hotel rooms in the past two days, each time wearing an item of that male's clothing." Stella blushed, shrinking into Louis' jumper she was wearing. He stood in front of me. "Clara."
"Yes sir." I said, trying to seem brave, but I was really crapping myself.
"Today you were seen hanging around in the park with Josh, and you left with him chasing your car half way down the road as you left." I looked down at my shoes, trying to erase the event from my mind. "Courtney, you are currently dating Niall Horan, enough said." We were all standing there, wondering our fate. He walked back to his desk and sat at his chair. I took Courtney's hand in my free one and still holding Stella's other hand, I gave them both a squeeze. "I love it."
"Sorry?!" Stella said, shocked.
"What?!" Courtney said happily.
"Stella, Clara, Courtney, I love your idea. Leaving boys' hotels, genius! I want you to keep doing it. Clara, keep up your make-up-break-up relationship with Josh until people get sick of it, it's great! And Courtney, don't break up with Niall. Ever. All of these ideas are great for publicity, the media loves it." And just like that, we went from being the girls we used to be to a slut, a heartbreaker and a lying lover.
A/N;
I must apologise that this is poorly written, short and the spelling&punctuation is probably very sloppy, but I'm writing this at three thirty on a Wednesday morning, and I'm meant to be waking up in two hours to go to school and this chapter has deleted itself multiple times already, and I can't remember everything in the original one I wrote, so what was about three pages long is now less than half a page xP I just can't sleep but I'm really tired, and it's freezing cold but way to hot, it's really confusing but at the same time it isn't. At the moment my emotions are as confused as Louis' in chapter eight, I just need a good sleep... Or a hot cup of tea with the fans on curled up in my blankets with an ice pack at my feet :3 No photo this chapter guys, sorry, couldn't think of who to use for this chapter :P Yeah, I'm gonna sleep now. Nanite!! xD
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Once
FanficOnce, I was young, and very beautiful, with a very sexy boyfriend. Once, we were both in bands, and each had millions of adoring fans. Once, we were so happy we thought no one, no thing could touch us...
