Jungle of Hearts

Better Than That

Here I am, sitting in a camp with 11 other celebrities with nothing better to do with their lives. I'm Jasmine, Jasmine Styles the British model and I guess everyone knows me as the girl that fell for the biggest teenage heartthrob, but just fell to hard. I'm the ex of Harry Styles, and I'm bitter. This whole thing was to basically her away from London, the magazines, the awkward questions on interviews and the constant reminder that I had embarrassed myself in front of the whole nation while Harry ran around town like nothing had ever happened.

So here I am, the other celebs being Aston from JLS, Alad Jones, Jamie bower and just let me say #swoon. A few washed up actors I had watched when I was a kid, Tom from Mcfly, Dick and Dom, but yeah you get the picture. I was currently sat around the fire waiting for Ant and Dec to come and announce who will be doing the first bush tucker trial for our camp. I sat nervously as I heard their distinctive voices coming down the path to camp, "good morning everyone!!" They cheered happily, well fuck them. Hope that shower was nice this morning, hope all that make up makes you feel better cause I'm ready to explode. "Hello!" Everyone cheered, "the public have decided that the person to face, stranger danger is..." Everyone sat staring at the pair as the tension built from their pause before my heart began to race, "Jasmine" everyone gave me sympathetic looks before coming over and hugging me. "Okay Jas, well see you in the bush tucker clearing later on." They said before making their way out of camp, everyone but one of the old actresses, that I couldn't remember the name of, had moved away from me. "Are you alright love?" She asked sitting next to me rubbing lightly up and down my back, relaxing my muscles slightly, "I guess I have to be." I whispered before getting up and walking to me bed.

I laid still for at least ten minutes before I felt a shadow looming over me before the bed dipped slightly, "C'mon babe, what's wrong?" I looked up to find non other than Jamie Campbell Bower sat on the side of my bed, we knew each other from doing a few magazine covers together and shop advertising but he still causing a few butterflies in my stomach when he spoke, "not really Jay" I replied giving him a weak half smile. We had been here for about a week but had only just been put all together in the one camp, that was a lot of mouth to feed and of course i would try my hardest but I knew my fears would take I've if I pushed my limits to far, "c'mon, you can tell me anything" he spoke softly taking one of my hands giving it a general squeeze. "I just don't want to disappoint anyone...they just-they just look at my as the stupid blonde who wears to much make up and dated that guy from One Direction." I sighed trying to calm my building anger, "I just wish people thought a little more of me" I finished siting up but refusing to look at him as I felt him squeeze my hand once more, "then show them."

A/N: sorry it's so short, but I just wanted to test out my idea and see how you guys reacted! So let me know! Thanks for reading if you did!!