From Backlight to Spotlight ( A One Direction Fan Fiction) COMPLETED

Chapter 1

As I was sleeping I had a dream that one day I’d be on stage performing, people chanting my name, and receiving a standing ovation for every performance I made. But that was it, it was only a dream.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP!*

I opened my eyes making me squint to the light that was shining from my window. I then recognized a beeping sound, I looked at my left to see where that sound is coming from and it was coming from my alarm clock.

“Oh God!” I muttered to myself. I’m gonna be late for my job. Great! I quickly went for a shower and slipped into my outfit which I prepared yesterday; thank God I did. I tied my hair into a messy bun, put some natural make-up on and ran downstairs for a quick breakfast.

“Bye mom!” I said while I picked up a granola bar sitting by the counter.

“Bye Sweetie! Don’t be late for dinner all right?” she said.

“I’ll try” I smiled and made my way out of the house. You might be wondering where my dad is. Well my mom and dad separated when I was one year old. It was a mutual decision and now respected that. My mom and dad got married when they were only 20 and after a year they got divorced, I guess they were young for that kind of commitment. Right now I have a good relationship with my dad and my half sister. I also had a pretty good relationship with my step mum but she died after a car accident 2 years ago. I always visit them every summer in the U.S.A whenever I can. My dad wanted to pursue his career of being a director and my mum a fashion designer.

I quickly got a taxi and went to my job. Now you might be wondering what my job is, well it’s really amazing I get to live out my dream of singing on stage; well kind of anyway. I’m a back-up singer; I’ve worked for a lot great artists who are really amazing. But now I’m working with the hottest boy band in U.K. It never gets better than that! Right now we’re practicing for a mini concert; since One Direction is just rising to the top we got to do our best on this one to ensure their popularity in the future.

When I got to the venue, I sprinted my way into the stage; I promised my boss that I will never be late again. But it looks like I’m late again.

“Ms. Louise Thompson, you are late again” he said with a stern voice.

“I’m really sorry, I’ll try not to be late again” I said.

“You’ve said that 5 times already these past few days, if you’re late again I’ll just have to fire you” he said glaring at me and walked away. I could see One Direction behind him glaring at me also, well except for Harry that is. He’s been the nicest to me ever since I’ve gotten this job; actually he’s the only one who’s nice to me. I really don’t know why the others are treating me like crap.

“Don’t worry, just be on time tomorrow okay?” Harry said while going to me.

“Okay” I whispered.

“Rob’s right, if you are late again tomorrow we will personally escort you out of this building” Zayn said while glaring at me with the other boys. Zayn and I don’t get along well, he criticizes everything I do and makes sure to comment on all the negative things.

“C’mon Zayn, that’s no way to talk to her. At least give her some respect” Harry said sternly.

“Whatever” he shrugged.

I really tried to be friends with Liam, Niall, Louis, and Zayn but they just keep brushing me off. They treat me like a staff, which I am, but in a very cruel manner.

“C’mon love, we have to practice” Harry said. Harry is like my best friend here, he’s the only one who’s nice to me and treating me like a friend.

“Okay” I whispered.

Today we are practicing the song More than this.

“Hi Louise!” Danielle said. She’s a dancer and she’s currently dating or rumored on dating Liam.

“Hey Dani! What’s up?” I said while taking a sip of my water.

“Well just practicing like you, I really am excited about the show!” she squealed.

“Yeah me too!” I smiled, until I heard a cough from behind me.

“Don’t you think you should start practicing considering that you were late and a lot of time was wasted?” Liam asked while going to Dani and slipping his hands around her waist. So it is true, they are dating. Also, there wasn’t a lot of precious time wasted; I was only late for 5 minutes.

“Yeah, we were just catching up on some things” I smiled.

“Well you are not here to talk, but to sing; that’s your job” Liam said glaring at me.

“Liam don’t talk to her in that way” Danielle said while nudging him.

“What it’s true, we’re paying you to sing and not to talk. So if you want this job, do that” he said and walked away.

“I’m sorry about Liam, I guess he’s just pretty stressed out” Danielle said while rubbing the nape of her neck.

“No, he’s right. I should get going, see you later” I smiled; or tried to smile. I’m literally on the verge of crying, these past few months the boys (except Harry) are treating me like I’m a piece of dirt. From what I’ve seen in X factor they were really nice, friendly, and talented which is why I voted for them. But now that I got to know who they really were, all of those they’ve shown in tv are fake. (A/N none of these are true, I just made them up so they could fit the story)

As the boys were on stage practicing, all of the back-up singers are on stand-by.

“Okay, we’re singing More than this alright?” the vocal director said.

“Alright” we all said.

As they were singing I just imagined myself to be like them. The spot light on me, people listening intently at me, and fans chanting my name. I was starting to feel the song when all of the music was cut off and they were all staring at me.

“What are you doing?” Zayn asked staring at me angrily.

“I’m singing remember I am one of your back-up singers” I said.

“Well you were doing so much of that crap” Louis said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“You were singing like this was your own show” Niall said.

“But..I..I…guess I was just carried away” I whispered. I could feel tears falling down my cheeks.

“Well you better not!” Zayn said. I looked at Harry for help but he just stood there like he was okay with what’s happening to me. I thought he was my friend, I guess he’s not.

“Louise you better know your place here, you are not a superstar; you’re just a back-up singer. If you can’t accept that then you might as well leave” Liam said.

“But sir, please give her another chance. I’ll talk to her we’ll sort this thing out” my boss said while glaring at me. I literally feel like I’m at the very bottom of the caste system here. All these people were treating me like I’m a piece of dirt. I couldn’t take it anymore so I did the best I could do, I ran.