tabloids. // katy perry fan fiction

five.

I slowly regain my senses, shifting my body on the cold tiled floor. I groan, my back sore from lying on it for hours with no amount of comfort. How long have I been sleeping on the floor? I open my eyes, the light emitted by the candles illuminates the windowless room. I start feeling uneasy, claustrophobia isn't really helping me. I stand up as my breaths come in sharp and shallow, fear starting to creep into my mind. I look around, desperate to find an exit. I spot a little door, just at the far end of the poorly lighted room. I run towards it, air not being able to get inside of me anymore. I yank the door open, relief rushing through my veins as I take a step outside the dreadful room. I look around, my eyes widens as I take in the surroundings.

"Daisies." I smile as I walk towards a field of daisies. Mom would have wanted to come. I pick one off the ground, caressing it with my hand. I place it inside my shirt pocket, thinking of retrieving one for my mother. She always loved daisies and so do I. It reminds me of how simple yet elegantly beautiful my mother is. I continue to stride across the field, fresh morning air blowing softly against my skin. I slowly set myself down on the ground, lying on my back as I set my gaze on the perfectly cloudy sky. I smile as I take a deep breath in, closing my eyes contentedly.

"Caleb!" A voice calls, urgency evident as the voice rings inside my ears. I jolt up, looking around as the sky starts to turn gray. I slowly stand up, thunders beginning to rumble as fat raindrops begin to fall. I run around, getting soaked with every raindrop hitting me harshly.

I notice a man standing across the field, his crisp white tuxedo standing out amidst the raging storm. I sprint towards him, his face becoming visible as I inch closer. I start panting, starting to feel exhausted as I continue to run towards him though it seems like I haven't moved an inch.

"Daddy?" I scream, waking up in pitch darkness. Sweat slowly drips down my face, my breathing uneven. My bedroom door opens, revealing a worried looking Katy.

"Honey, is everything okay?" She asks, sprinting towards me on my bed. She wraps her arms around me, protecting me like she always does. I nod, trying to reassure her that everything is okay so she could go back to sleep.

"Are you sure? Did you have those nightmares again?" Mom asks, making me sigh in defeat. She knows me too well for me to lie.

"Yeah." My voice breaks as I reply. I groan in frustration, sighing as I lay back down on my drenched sheets. She lays next to me, making me smile as I remember the pleasant part of my dream.

"You know I dreamed about lying on a field of daisies, wishing you were next to me, Mom." I look at her, seeing her flash that million dollar smile everyone seems to love. She kisses my forehead, letting her soft lips linger for a few seconds before pulling away. I wrap my arms around her, wanting to fall back to sleep.

"Go back to sleep my little warrior." She whispers just before I fall back to sleep, slowly drifting away from consciousness.

"Caleb over here!"

"Caleb!" I force out a smile, digging my hands into my pockets as I slowly walk through the red carpet with a suite a fully despise wearing. I search through the crowd, trying to find my mother as I get inside. I've been to millions of award shows before, but I've never been to an award show as grand and as special as the Grammys. Though I hate to admit it, I do feel kind of nervous without my mother by my side tonight. I feel a tap on my shoulder, making me turn around almost immediately.

"Nice to see you again, little bro." Matt greets me, grinning widely as he rests his arm on my shoulder. I smile, enjoying his company.

"What are you doing here?" I ask, genuinely confused.

"I've been nominated for Album Of The Year, can you believe it?"

"Really? Cool. Good luck, Matt." I reply, patting his back to show my support.

"Thanks. Hey, I gotta go. See you around, little bro." He waves goodbye, striding inside with confidence. I wish I could be like him.

"Caleb, where have you been?" I feel my mom pull me towards a seat, telling me to sit down beside her.

"I was uh. . . checking the place out."

"Well, go play explorer later. The event's about to start." The lights go off, surprising me a little bit. I rest my hands on my lap, feeling uncomfortable.

"Here to perform his comeback single, Matthew Haynes." I smile, clapping my hands as a spotlights begins to appear onstage. I notice mom stiffen, telling me she isn't quite happy about Matthew or something. Do they know each other? Matthew starts playing, making me look at him in awe as he plays the guitar. As the songs ends, I stand from my seat, clapping my hands loudly with a huge smile on. Katy pulls me back down, forcing me to sit back on the chair.

"What's wrong with you?" I loudly whisper, feeling a bit irritated with what she did.

"Nothing, just don't do that again."

"Do what? Be proud of my friend? Mom I was just-"

"I know, I know. Just. . ." she takes a deep breath. "Just don't talk to him, okay?"

"What?" I scream, feeling eyes on me as the spotlight and cameras focus on both of us. Katy fake smiles, making me groan as I close my eyes. I run a hand through my hair, starting to feel a bit mad at my own mother. Why would she want me to not speak with Matthew anymore?

"I'll explain later." She pulls me back down, gripping on my hand tightly. I stay silent, trying to stop myself from thrashing around with fury. I need to keep my calm if I wanted answers. She better have a good damn reason.

"And here are the nominees for the Album Of The Year category. . ." I hear, seeing the screen flash videos and pictures of various artists nominated for the category. I didn't know mom was nominated. The anger that once dominated inside of me slowly evaporates as I look at her, too occupied by her phone on her left hand and a glass of champagne on her other. I roll my eyes as I shake my head, thinking how a child- like person like she is could be a mother of a fifteen year old.

"And the award goes to. . . Prism by Katy Perry." My eyes widen as I look at my mother, her mouth open with shock. She drops her phone, carelessly setting the glass down. I clap my hands for her, smiling widely as she starts to stand up. She hurries toward the stage to accept her award, her usual playfulness showing.

"I'm sure that little dance I did there would soon turn into a GIF. Anyways, I'd like to thank my KatyCats for their endless support. This is so cool, I was just backstage hanging out with the other nominees thinking 'I wouldn't win, I wouldn't win' but I did! Thank you so much for this." I laugh, shaking my head as a camera focuses their lens on me.

{Katy's POV}

I feel my heart still pounding on my chest as I begin to descend from the marble stage, holding my Grammy tightly. I smile widely, seeing alot of people waiting to congratulate me.

"Congratulations, Katy!" Lady Gaga, a good friend of mine, says as she pulls me into a hug. I hug back, giggling as we pull away. More people kept coming, hugging me and congratulating me. The crowd soon fades, allowing me to walk back towards my seat next to Caleb.

"Katy, wait!" I freeze, recognizing who it is even without looking. I swallow hard, my hands beginning to sweat as I turn around.

"Congratulations on winning album of the year." He takes me by surprise as he pulls me in to a hug, melting my insides as I feel his usual warmth. It seems that I am lost in words. I couldn't utter a single word nor a single sound. Nothing would escape my mouth no matter how hard I try. Is it because I still have undeniably strong feelings for Matt?

Or am I just falling into his trap again and become a fool?