Paul's Assistant

Little Black Dress

Chapter Seventeen

Little Black Dress

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Nothing really happened back at the house. Louis and Harry were playing Mario Kart, Zayn was in his art room, Liam and Niall were doing a livestream... Nothing much.

I walked into Liam's room and plopped down on the bed. Suddenly I heard voices coming into the room. The light switched on and Liam and Niall came in with the laptop, still doing a livestream. They sat down on the bed, totally unaware of me being under the blanket. "And this is where I'm staying until our next tour!" Liam said to whoever was watching.

Just then someone started crushing my foot. "AAAAGGHHH!!! LIAM! GET OFF MY FOOT YOU FAT ASS!!!" I screamed.

Liam and Niall jumped half a foot in the air. "Oh my god Emma... I didn't know you were in here." Niall said breathlessly.

The laptop 'ding'ed a ton of times and Liam looked over to see thousands of questions on the screen. "Um... Emma? They want to know who you are. Can I tell them?" Liam asked.

"Sure, I guess." I sat up and looked at the screen, suddenly more interested.

"Well, this is Emma Jennings." Liam started. "She is eighteen and has been living with us for a week now."

The computer 'ding'ed again but Liam kept talking. "She's gonna come with us on our next tour and sort of like a bodyguard."

The computer 'ding'ed a few more times and their eyes widened. I tried to look and see what it was but the wouldn't let me see. "Sorryguysgottagobye!" Niall said before slamming the laptop shut.

"What the hell guys? Why can't I see?!" I asked.

"Um... I gotta go take a shower!" Liam said, running off to the bathroom.

I looked at Niall. "What's going on?"

"I-um... uh... I-i gotta g-go see Paul!" He said before storming oyt of the room.

Hm... I'll get it out of them eventually.

That night I dreamed of nothing. Absolutely nothing.

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I woke up to the sound of Liam's laptop 'ding'ing again.

I looked around to see if Liam was in the room but he wasn't so I opened the laptop.

It was still on the livestream page and there were hundreds of thousands of comments lined up. Is this what they didn't want me to see?

I scrolled through the comments.

'She's so pretty!'

'OMG Liam! Is that your girlfriend?'

'Your eyes are amazing!'

'I wanna go on tour with you guys!'

'She's so lucky!'

'That whore just wants attention.'

Wait... WHAT?!

I scrolled down through more comments to see what else people were saying about me.

'She's just trying to fuck them!'

'Slut...'

'I can't believe you let THAT in your house'

'She's so ugly! Ew!'

I slammed the computor shut and hugged my knees.

Is that really what people think of me?

I burrowed under the covers again.