My story is a lot different than what you would think.
I play a character. A character played so well people just think it's me. But it isn't.
People don't even know it's a character,
My real feelings, are kept inside of me. Not to let anyone know. Well anyone besides my best friend in the whole wide world.Kelsey Robertson. I've known her since I was five years old and We've been as close as two peas in a pod since then.
She's the only one I trust enough to tell all my secrets to. Everything that I'm ashamed of letting people know, my deepest secrets is what she holds.
And I like playing this character. The confident, hot, sexy girl that anyone would want to be. That's why I play her.
I live my life as someone else. And I'm okay with it. Although I shouldn't be. I should live my life how I am. But I don't want to.
I don't like who I am underneath it all. So for right now pretending to be confident, out-going, and well, happy is fine with me.
"Mia are you listening"I was taken out my train of thought, with Kelsey's hand waving in front of my face
"Yeah sorry, say that again" I say, she chuckled before rolling her eyes. She does that a lot. Although she's one of the nicest people you will ever meet in you're life. She can be a little bit of a bitch at times, but hey can't we all
"As I was saying" she said "Conor Maynard has emailed you" as well as being my Bestest friend ever, Kelsey is also my manager. Crazy I know, but she was the one who got me into the whole modelling thing. She runs a lot of company's along side it, like vogue and everything.
"Who's that" I ask, leaning over to look at her computer
"Who's that? Mia are you kidding me" she asked, flipping her hair over her shoulder. I shook my head before she sighed carrying on with the talking "he's a singer, a very famous one actually. Him and his friend have both written a song, and need a model to be part of the audio music video. They found you're Instagram page and want you to do it"
"When is it" I ask
"Next week, I already said that was fine" she smiled closing her laptop
"Thanks" I chuckle "when am I going to get to make my own decision's on things like this" I ask dropping my phone onto my chest
"When I am no longer you're manager" she piped up, tapping my nose as she stood up. "Well I'm off, I'll see you later" she said giving me a quick hug before running of out the door
She's probably off going to see another guy she met in a club. As always. Ditching me for a random guy; who half the time is already married with kids but if she doesn't care I shouldn't either.its her life.
I wonder what this Conor Maynard wants me to to do. I haven't even seen the guy. Well we can change that
I lifted my phone of my chest before going onto Instagram. And typing in his name. Loads and loads of fan pages popped up before I finally found his account
Okay wow. This guy is hot. I scrolled through, listening to random clips of songs he's posted onto his Instagram.
He seems like the sort of guy who would love you then dumb you. But hey who am I to judge.
I haven't even met the guy yet. I guess that's just me though,I almost have an instant intention when I meet new people. And I can tell if I'm going to like them or not.
Most of the time, I do end up being friends with them.but it's a long long process for them to find out who I really am.
Conor's POV:
I've waited a long time. A long time to let everything out. Everything I've ever wanted to say to the world. Is finally releasing from inside me, after three years. In my own way. The way that works best for me.
And I can't say I've been doubling thinking about it all. But what's the worst that can happen.i get hate for a song I wrote, a song about how I feel and what my life is like.
Nobody has to like it.i mean I want them to. But they don't have to. If anything I'm releasing this song for me. Not for anybody else for me.well and for her.
Yes, of course I know my fans are wanting this song to. They've been waiting for an Original song for god knows how long.
I know they'll enjoy it. But that isn't what I'm asking for. I want them to know the real me behind the fame. How I really feel about it all.
"Conor dude we found a model" my best friend Anth said. God what a guy. I've known him for years. He's like my brother. We've worked together for years. We're a duo. Well at something's.
We both make remixes together and sing them together. But we don't always work together. He lives in America.which makes it quite the struggle but when we do get a remix in. It's usually pretty good.
"Okay who" I question, following him into my livingroom. I threw myself onto the couch and Anth joined me
"Her name is Mia Conte, she's an Instagram model and she's hot" he said scrolling through her Instagram page
I snatched the phone of him, interested to find out more
"Wow seventy five thousand likes; this girl is famous" I say shocked. How come I've never heard of her before?But let me tell you, Anth was right she is hot. Very hot.
I wonder if she'd be down. Only for the audio music video though. She's pretty much naked in every photo, I'm sure she'd be down for what we need her to do.
"Shall I try email her company" I ask
"Yeah bro, do it" Anth said nudging me of the couch. I pushed myself of before running to the office/studio.
I done a little bit of research on this Mia conte, before finally sending an email to her company page.
A lot of people seem to like this girl, an awful lot. I wonder how I haven't heard of her before.
I'm excited. To see how this will all turn out. You have no idea, no let me rephrase that, nobody has any idea on how excited and nervous I am for this song to release.
There's something about it, that's different from my normal music. It's real. It's my own song, coming from my own words from my own mouth.
From my own heart
YOU ARE READING
All my love
Fanfiction"Your mine Mia and nothing can change that" he breathed, his hands keeping me up against the wall his face inches from mine. "Why are you acting like this" I ask staring into his bright blue eyes "Because I want you to have all my love baby"