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Chapter 17

~ Kennedy Johnson ~

After a couple of interviews, I had more, but decided against going because I was hungry. Once I got through security, I probably looked like a lost dog, asking every person I found on my way, in this fucking huge arena how was I suppose to find where the food table was?

The last person I asked told me it was close to the main stage so that means- "Oh sorry-" looking for the directions, I bumped into someone, felt like a guy, very muscular, but not too much. Just kidding, very muscular.

Holy shit

"David Beckham oh my god," I whispered to myself. "I'm sorry," I mumbled a quick yeah and examined his face a little more. Okay you cant just examine David Beckham's face a little, so by little I mean a lot more.

David smiled and pat me in the back before going back to the carpet. Shocked, I stood where I was for about 10 seconds before realizing that I didn't get a picture.

Shit you better run Kennedy

Running on my 4 inch heels, yes 4 inch, I was finally a few feet away from one of the most attractive guys ever, I began speed walking being careful not to trip and fixing my hair a bit. Finally reaching him I asked, "Hey sorry, but can get a quick picture?"

"Yeah sure," He smiled widely once I had my camera ready and snapped the picture. "Thanks- oh wait! Do you happen to know where the food table, or cafeteria is?" "Yeah, I'm actually going over there right now," Sighting in relief that I'm finally gonna fill my stomach up, I followed the hottie in front of me.

"You looked kinda lost over there.." David commented awkwardly. "I was.." Chuckling, I turned my head aside feeling the heat rise up my cheeks.

"Well here we are," He opened the door and moved aside, holding the door for me to go through. "Ladies first,"

Once David got through the door we went our separate ways to different food stations.

Whoa. This is practically heaven in front of my eyes

I scanned the room filled with deliciousness and walked around to find something that would fill my stomach anytime. Chocolate. Chocolate donuts, Nutella sticks, chocolate chip cookies, Nutella sandwiches, you name it, its there.

This is truly a beautiful sight..

"Okay, lets get eatin'," I got one of the plastic plates on the table and grabbed about two of each goodie. Damn I'm gonna get so hyper.

Damn so fucking delicious, like ahhhhhh, so good. So, so good.

"Guys you need to start getting to your seats, oh and Kennedy, you're gonna partner up with Andrew Hastings to open the award show, so better hurry up." One of the producers told me.

Are you fucking joking? Dan didn't tell me a thing about this. That bitch..

I placed all the sweets on a plastic bag and placed them inside my clutch. Speed walking through crowds of people I finally made it backstage. I went over to who I thought was Andrew Hastings and introduced myself, I haven't really seen him around, anywhere.

"Hey, you must be Andrew, right?" "Yes thats me," Grinning I hugged him. "Three minutes!" One of the staff members called from the back.

I shook off my nerves, and grabbed my small mirror to check if i have any chocolate in my teeth. Put the mirror away, Andrew laced his arm with mine and lead me to the stage.

There must of been probably more than three thousand people in here.

"Hellooo BBMAs!" I shouted through the microphone as Andrew and I walked together up the catwalk to the little counter top thing.

"From little to big, small to huge, these ladies have made it big on 2014 top charts, the nominees for Best New Female Artist are,"

"Ariana Grande,"

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"Becky G,"

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"Madison Beer,"

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"And Lorde," I finished.

Andrew reached out to grab the fancy envelope and put his index finger through the seam of the envelope to open it. Once he had the card with the winners name on it, he put it in between us two and we both shouted through our microphones, "Lorde!"

The arena roared with clapping, screaming, and whistling. Andrew and I gave the award to Lorde, congratulating her and exited the stage.

"Good job," Andrew grinned at me. I smiled, "Thanks, you too,"

We said our goodbyes and went separate ways, I went to the restroom and I dont know where he went..

I checked myself in the mirror, and took out my mascara and lipstick to touch up a little. While I was putting some lipstick on a talish, gorgeous, girl walked in. "Hey," I saluted back.

"I love your outfit." I commented. Her outfit looked pretty comfortable, while still classy, and a bit edgy. She had a white tulip thing crop top on, black high waisted pants and a pair of black booties if I'm not mistaken.

Once I finished touching up, I said bye to the pretty girl and left the bathroom. Now I have to call harry, if theres even a quiet place here.

I noticed a door by the hallway, knocked and went in when I got no response. I'm grateful that it was open but tried to ignore the fact that it was the janitor's closet and there was a mop that was about to fall on top of me.

Punching Harry's number on my phone, I pressed call and on the 2nd ring a deep voice answered. "Hello?"

"Hey," what? "Erm, is Harry there?" I asked whoever I was talking to. "This is he." oh. "Oh hey.. Have you destroyed my house yet?" I told him. "Nah, I'll do it when you're asleep." I rolled my eyes at him, noticing that he cant see me.

"I better not fall asleep then.." Harry chuckled. "Why are you talking like that?" I asked out of the blue, probably shouldn't be asking that because its none of my business. "Oh because I think I've caught allergies. Do you have a dog or a cat somewhere here?" He asked.

Oh shit. Oh no.

"Yeah, I have a dog.." Harry seemed sniff, "Oh okay. Where is she?-" "He," I corrected the curly, sick guy over the phone. "Oh well where is he?"

"He's in one of the rooms upstairs, don't go inside mine please. Just check if he's in any of them except mine and serve him food and water too," I pleaded Harry.

Oh my god I'm such a terrible owner, I left the poor dog inside a room for 6 hours without food and water..

"Okay, will do." I could feel him smiling through the phone.

"Thanks so much Harry," He muttered a few other words and hung up.

Okay, now to find my way back to the stage..

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Heyyy guys! I wanna thank you so much for almost 300 reads like oh my god- what the fuck- is this actually real??

Just thank you so much for that! I hope you like this chapter, I know its kind of crappy, I had a huge writers block so I'm sorry about that. Now I know this is not how the real BBMAs went but tbh I just wanted to make it quicker so I could update faster, and I also know David Beckham wasn't there so yeah.. Anyways thanks so much for everything, and follow my accounts below please! ~A.S

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