Chapter Two
NIALLS POV
"WAKE UP FAT ASS" Harry yells jumping up and down on my bed.
"URGH, go away" I tell him and pull the blanket back over my head.
"HAHA NO, FOTOSHOOT TODAY WEYHEY"
"DONT SAY THAT! That's my word think"
"WEYHEY, WEYHWEY, WEYHEY"
"URGH, HARROLD" I yell as he gets of the bed and runs away.
So we landed here last night, really late and we already have to get up early for a shoot. I'm still jetlagged, so I only slept a few hours last night. Maybe I can crush somewhere when the boys have individual shoots, sounds perfect.
I finally managed to get out of this way to comfortable bed, took a shower, put some fresh smelling cloths on, and get ready to go.
"NIALLER, ARE YOU ALMOST READY?" I hear Louis ask, banging on my door.
"YEAH, JUST A SEC" I yell back as I grab my sunglasses, and wallet, while I put my left shoe on.
Impressive huh, a guy who can multitask. I know, that's one of the great things you learn at my job.
I open the door for Louis as I quickly put on my other shoe. He starts a story about the five dreams he had last night. Apparently he fought some dragons, we performed at the moon, and he got mobbed by unicorns.
That boy has some weird dreams, and thoughts. I really wonder what goes in his head sometimes.
"Guys, are you ready or not?" Liam asks walking in.
"Louis at your serves" Louis says.
"Yeah me too" I tell Liam. He nods in response, as we follow him down stairs to the car.
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SARAHS POV
I quickly look around if no one is in here as I take the pills out of my bag. I quickly grab two tiny pills and swallow them, like they’re a sip of water. I hope I can make the day through with these.
Early morning shoots, how lovely, NOT. Especially not after a fight-night with mum. After she made me repair the lamp, she kept yelling and screaming at me. It was like she practiced the whole, sort of, conversation, and when she didn’t know what to say she just repeated it, only with different words. I’m glad you can’t see that she hit me a couple of times. My mum is strong, so it did hurt a lot. Thankfully a pill made the pain less than it actually was. I’ve put ice on my cheek last night so it’s only a little bit swollen. I also covered it with a bit of make-up, in case someone would notice.
“Hello my sunshine. Why the happy face?” Amanda, my sarcastic make-up artist, asks me when I sit down in the chair that’s in front of the mirror.
“Nothing, just had a leak of sleep last night” I tell her yawing fake.
“Theodore, get Sarah some coffee, please” Amanda yells at het gay assistant.
He is just like every stereo type bitchy gay. I absolutely hate him, but apparently he loves me, or at least acts like he loves me.
He does what Amanda told him to, and comes back quickly with a delicious looking cappuccino.
“Thanks Theo” I tell him as he hands me the mug.
“No problem miss, anything else?”
Seriously Theo, miss? I’m not even close to being a miss, I’m only eighteen years old, I’m still just a girl.
“No thank you” I say with one of my fake smiles and Theo, or Theodore as he likes to be named, walks away while my fake smile disappears.
“Sarah, hurry up, we don’t want to waste time, time is money” my mum, who suddenly walks in, says.
“Calm down Miss Carlson, she’ll be ready any minute” Amanda tells her, as my mum leaves the room again.
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“We’re done, great shoot Sarah” Simon, the photographer, says as everybody starts clapping.
“Thank you Simon” I say give him a sort of hug before I leave to the dressing room. I step out of my dress, into my sweatpants. I pull on an oversized shirt, that shows my shoulder a bit, and step into my black converse.
I love heels, but there goes nothing above a pair of a bit worn out convers.
I get the make-up of my face, and only put a bit of mascara on my eyelashes. My face isn’t red anymore, and you must look with a microscope if you want to see if it’s swollen.
I pack my bag and walk out.
“Sarah, where are you going” my mum asks stopping me.
“I’m here with my own car, remember? You were an hour late this morning. And I’m going to see Victoria”
“Oh shut up, you were too lazy to wait for me”
“Yeah, sure, because I love waiting for you and get into a fight with Simon because I was too late”
“Oh don’t nag so much, it makes you only look uglier then you already are”
“Thanks to you I’ve got this fucked up face” I say, but of course my mum has to shut me up with a slap on my cheek, before she walks out.
I try to control my anger, with taking another pill. I’m a hundred percent sure it’ll help the pain, and make me feel calmed down.
Sometimes I wish I could just grab all my stuff and get out of here. Out of this country, out of these life, and start somewhere new. Somewhere where I don’t need pills to feel fine, where I can just go and be myself. Go somewhere strange, where no-one knows me and where I can start all over again. But right now, I just can’t. I first need to save some more money, maybe in a few months… or not.
I walk down the stairs to the parking lot, but just when I arrive at my car I found out that I forgot my keys back up there.
Perfect, just another thing that goes great today. Urgh, I’m not really in the mood for bad things, but also not for happy ones. I just want to lay in bed and listen to some stupid music that won’t solve any of my problems.
AN:
Here u go, chapter two, thanks for everyone who is willing to read this :)
tell me what u think and stuff, bc i have no idea if you like it/hate it/meh it, or whateffs,
well that's about it, adiossss<3
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Fanfic*COMPLETED* Sarah Carlson was never the girl who’d ask for anything, all she wanted was a normal life but instead she got a crazy one. Flashing camera’s, hot lights and people changing her make-up and cloths every ten minutes. Waking up, quickly tak...
