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Chapter 1 - Home Sweet Home

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✽ O N E ✽ Home Sweet Home ✽

❛Welcome To Cheshire❜. I read to myself. It's been ₆ months since i've been home and spoken to any relatives. Not that I have much here, I'm actually not from here. Yup, I might have a british accent only because it rubbed off on me. Now thats something you don't see everyday. An American iwith a Hispanic dad and Russian mum living in England. But I'm completely going off topic.

The only reason I'm in my hometown is because I'm on ❛Break❜, my manager, Mark, sent me here to actually attract attention so the media won't get bored of me. It's pretty simple to do but I can't stand the attention its irritating and tiring.

Last time I was in Cheshire, was when I last had spoken to my family. I'm pretty sure they won't want anything to do with me, for a while. They say the fame has taken over my head, but if only they understood that I can't always do what I want. It sucks that I can't defend myself because if I do then I'd get into deep trouble and it'll ruin my reputation in ways that you couldn't fix.

Walking out to the entrance outside of the airport and sitting on one of the benches, I dial my older sister, Camilla.

After a few rings she answers.

❝Hello, who is this?❞ I took a deep breath before answering.

❝Hey Cam...❞ There was a brief pause before I heard the sound of a call ending. I guess I have to call a cab to my place.

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Once I had finally hailed a cab I dialed Mark to see if he has anything planned, so I can get this over with and sleep.

❝Caraaaa! My favorite client! Are you ready for your first assignment?❞ bleh. His mood is legit killing mine. I blame jet lag.

❝Sure.❞ Putting as much enthusiasm. Not.

❝Darling, don't worry it's only a few tasks and you're free for five months but...❞ Oh no. This can only mean one thing. ❝... You won't like the idea though❞ I responded a mhmm as a sign to continue. ❝Im sorry darling but you'll be starring in 8Hours in 2 weeks, but the good news you won't be alone. One Direction will be joining you!❞ yay. I knew it and expected it. Though I feel bad for the One Direction boys, And at the same time I'm also feeling pretty excited im not gonna be alone. Sounds selfish but if anyone was in my position they'd be praying.

❝Anything else?❞ I questioned quite annoyed.

❝Go hang out with a group of friends in a crowded area then have dinner with your relatives.❞ Ooh. No way.

❝I'm not on good terms with my family... yeah.❞

❝Not my rules, Sorry❞

Immediately I disconnected the call. I needed to take a break sometime. This whole famous thing is stressful and I sometimes cant help but cry at times.

❝We've reached your destination Miss...❞

❝Bachelor and thank you.❞ I said with a polite smile as I grab my luggage next to me and exit the car.

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After an hour nap, I dialed my old group of friends. We all met at modeling camp and somehow we all just clicked. Even though we all have different sense of fashion and likings.

We're supposed to meet at Holmes Chapel's local Ice Skating rink, The Ice Palace.

As I had reached the rink, I was immediately swarmed once I had stepped out with paparazzi and fans. Looking through the mob, I felt a faint tap on my shoulder. So obviously I turned around and what I saw was expected, A fan.