I walked into the studio, looking around. It’s pretty cool to even be here, six months ago I would picture myself in music, smiled when the boy got the girl, cry when I know it just wouldn’t work out.
Music touches people, makes them feel things they never thought they could feel, picture the unimaginable, go to a place where happy endings do exist, where you are loved.
I wiped my eyes, making sure no tears feel as my mind flashes back to the lower than low times in my life. Six months ago I felt like the whole world was crashing down around me, like I didn’t matter, like nothing mattered. Then Harry, forcefully I might add, stampeded his way into my life, turning it completely upside down. I have never had a friend like Harry, one who makes me feel infinite, like I’m on top of the world and I could do anything.
“EMMA!” someone shouted, I looked over to see Louis running towards me. “Come on, we have an emergency!”
My eyes widened immediately thinking the worst. I ran after him into the dressing room.
“Oh my God Harry!” I yelled running towards him. He has one head poking out of his jumper sleeve, one leg out the other and an arm out the neck part. “What the hell did you do?” I asked, laughing so hard tears were running down my face.
“Um, Niall dared me that I couldn’t do it, and I did it but now I can’t get out and the boys refuse to help me!”
“Harry you are such an idiot!” I laughed, rolling my eyes.
I pulled out my cell phone, taking a few pictures that are defiantly going on Twitter. “EMMA! I thought you would help me!”
“Oh I will, just after I post these pictures!”
“I like this one, she is feisty!” Niall laughed as Liam rolled his eyes.
@emma_stuart1D: Why am I friends with this idiot? @Harry_Styles
I attached the picture and Tweeted it before helping Harry.
“Harry what did you do this time?” a woman in her mid-thirties wearing a black pencil skirt and a white blouse with her hair up in a tight bun, holding a clip board rolled her eyes.
“It was Niall’s fault!” Harry said, finally freeing his head from the sweater.
“WAS NOT!”
“Whatever, I don’t have time for this! I need a replacement! Cindy is home with the flu and we need a girl to fill in!”
“Emma can do it!” Harry said, throwing the sweater at Niall and picking up his phone. “What the hell Em!? You Tweeted that!?”
“And I retweeted!” Louis, Niall and Zayn all smiled.
“Wait Harry! You want me to act!?”
“You took drama for three years!”
“So!? Have you seen me? I’m not model in a music video pretty!”
“You will do.” The woman said, “I’m in a pinch.” I looked around at the boys who all gave me encouraging smiles.
“Fine.” I sighed.
“Ok them, follow me to hair and make-up. Boys you are to follow Paul and start filming the bits you don’t need Emma for.”
The woman walked away and I gave one last look at the boys and followed after her. She walks quick and I have to jog to keep up and just as I catch up with her she turns into a room.
“Lou!”
“Yes Ms. Catterwall?” I almost laughed at her name.
“Cindy is sick, I need you to do Emma’s hair and make-up and put her in some cloths, she looks to be about Cindy’s size.”
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Lost
FanfictionHow could no one tell? How can I be breaking inside and no one notices? I don't want to feel like this. I don't want to wake up every morning knowing that any minute I could break down. I don't want to go to sleep thinking about how stupid and poi...
