Beyond the Fame

4

Nomi

I knocked on the door of the large house I stood in front of.  I looked down at my blue Champion hoodie that was a low v-cut, black leather pants, and blue heels. My hoodie was covered making sure my face was covered to ensure no one would recognize me. The door swung open to reveal Justin in a pair of matching black sweats. "Hey, come inside it's cold." he greeted me opening the door wider for me to step inside.

I walked in and followed him to I guess the living room. "Quite the place you got here." I said taking a seat on one of the couches.

He sat next to me, quite closely, "Yeah, it's one of my many homes. But I'm here most of the time."

I nodded, "That's cool, I'm getting mine done right now. Hence the living in a hotel situation, it should be finished soon."I said laughing lightly.

He chuckled, "Hey my place is open any time."

"I just might take you up on that Bieber."

He smiled as did I. We stayed like that until his expression became more serious, and his eyes softened, "How are you Nomi?"

"I'm fine, great actual-"

"Don't do that."He stated firmly. I looked at him intently and raised my eyebrow. "Just last night you were trying to drop twelve floors."

"And you were screaming,  'I see you'." I snapped. "So... what exactly do you see?" Before he got the chance to respond my phone rang, I looked at my phone to see it was my mum. I hit the answer button not caring if i was being rude or not.

"Nomi where are you? We have a meeting at the label."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm out. I'll be there in fifteen." I ended the call and stood up, "I have to go."

"Nomi wait." He said grabbing my arm.

"What."

He slowly let go of my arm and brought his hand up to my cheek. "I just wanna know if you're alright."

"Like I said, I'm fine okay? I have to go." I pulled away showing myself out the door and into the car that was waiting outside for me. "Studio please." The driver nodded his head and started to drive. I slouched back in my seat, saddened about... I don't even know. I didn't mean to be rude to him, I just didn't want the attention or look of pity. I'm all sorts of a mess...

We pulled up to the studio and it wasn't long until I was sitting at a log conference table next to my mum. As we were waiting I grabbed a napkin and a pen and jotted down a string of lyrics that were stuck in my head. Almost an hour passed, and finally the three men walked in the door.

"Hello ladies." The head executive said sitting at the head of the table, his assistants next to him.

"Liam, we've been waiting for forty minutes." my mum spoke.

He took a sip of his coffee taking his time to respond, "I apologize."

"This is supposed to be a strategy meeting. Where is everyone?"She said.

"We're holding off on releasing the album."

"What? Why?"

He chuckled darkly,"I didn't fluff you so don't fluff me, alright?"

My mum rolled her eyes,"She got drunk. She did something stupid. So did Brittney, so did Kanye, do you want me to give you a list?"

He looked at me,"The blogs are saying, suicide attempt."

"Ofcourse they are, so?"

"So?!" He leaned forward changing his eyes towards me,"Nomi is supposed to be the girl that every guy wants, and every girl wants to be." I took a breath in not showing any emotion as he continued. "We're selling a fantasy here, and suicide isn't sexy."