Fight Song

Chapter 23- stressed stressed and more stress

"Sammie, Claire is phoning you!"Emily shouts from downstairs. "Can you get it? I'm on my way down." I say with a tooth brush in my mouth, my hair wet and wrapped in a towel with another wrapped around me. I finish brushing my teeth and head downstairs. "yeah yeah, she's here..." Emily hands me the phone. "Hey Claire." "Samantha Jones you have been nominated for four Brit awards!" I squeal, "What no way!" "yes congratulations! Now you need to be there obviously, so think about who you want to arrive with and who you want at your table. You're allowed a few guests so choose wisely. I am also gonna send Emily you're schedule so you can book a return flight" "Wow Thank you so much!" "You've earned it sweetheart." She hangs up and I scream! "Whats going on?" Tom asks. "I have been nominated for not one, not two, not three but FOUR brit awards!!" "what thats amazing!" "Sammie well done!" "I'm so proud of you!" Tom pulls me into a tight hug lifting me off the ground. "I'm so happy." "you're gonna win every single one I know it!" Tom states. "whoa its my first Brits lets not get too ahead of ourselves. Its just an honour to be nominated. I am up against some big singers." "yes and you're one of them." Emily hits me jokingly. Was I? I know my album was successful and I know I am performing at the Brits but am I as big as Ed Sheeran? Anna Marie? Dua Lipa? I don't know? I wasn't gonna get my hopes up anyway. 

"That means we need to get that heck of a dress shipped to the UK!" Emily said grabbing her phone probably emailing Lazorro. I nod agreeing with her. "Did you say you get to bring someone?" Haz asks and my heart drops a little. I want my date to be Tom, I want to share this special night with him but I know it would be wrong for him to come along. It'll seem like we're dating. He is also not in the music business he would stand out like a sore thumb. "yeah I do, I'll obviously invite my family and I don't know..." I sigh. "You two not going together?" Haz asks pointing fingers at us both. Tom wraps his arm around me, "Tom doesn't think it'll be best for us to be seen in public." I answer for him. "I do agree with him but it would be amazing if you could be there!" I turn to him almost begging. "I don't know.." He sounds unsure. "I think it wouldn't be best." His answer was final and I wasn't going to make him think about it anymore. "Fine, I'll take someone else." I walk off upstairs to get dressed and lingering over dialling Nialls number to arrive with him but I knew that would make matters worse. Instead I'll take my three best friends, Hazel I haven't seen in what feels like forever, Ellie could use a good night out and Emily she deserves it through all her hard work. I make a group chat and invite them all and of course they are up for it like any best friends would.  Whilst on my phone I make a tweet. 

@SamanthaJones: I have been nominated for FOUR Brits! Bring on the Brit Awards I can't wait!

After a day on set with Tom in-between scenes me and Emily were organising a schedule for the Brits, we needed to arrive so I wasn't jet-lagged but enough time to do a sound check, rehearse and work out what song I was gonna sing. I was sing two! One on my own and the new song with Niall which we needed to practice. "okay so Sam it looks like you'll have to fly home in..." Emily looked up clearly working out the numbers in her head. "A month and a half?" "What thats like no time at all!" She sighs looking at the computer schedule. "I know but you need to do choreography for the new single 'teenage dream' as well as practice the song with Niall, release the singal with Niall so that means record it in a proper studio and get ready and go to the Brits." I sigh taking it all in. "It seems so rushed." "I know and you need to meet with Simon and you're in the UK so he wants to talk some tour details." I run a hand through my hair. "Theres no time." I sigh. "Sammie its just gonna be a lot of work. Not a lot of down time. As soon as the Brits are over you're being flown straight back out." Emily states. "Did I do the right thing by doing this movie? Am I over working myself?" I question. "It was your choice and maybe you just didn't know the consequences?" I sit back in my chair and I am about to answer when I am called to set. We worked until 7:30 pm when the director finally decided to call it a day. 

Tom drove us home and we ordered a takeaway as it was too late to cook. We ordered a load of pizzas between us. "You alright girls you're being awfully quiet." Tom asks nudging me. We were stressed we had a lot to fit in, in the space of five days. It seemed impossible. I was panicked that I've forgot the words Teenage Dream or for forgot the routine to the song I choreographed. What if went on stage in front of thousands and mess up. "Just a little stressed",I say honestly. "Wanna talk about it?" Tom asks quietly. I shake my head feeling like it might explode. We put on a film and I was too stressed to even concentrate on it. I cant do this, its too much. Why have I given myself such a huge work load? I couldn't quit the movie, I would be letting down so many people! I cant quit singing. I just have to do both, its times like these where I wish I was at home, my mum and dad always knew how to resolve problems like this and make me feel at ease. I began to clam myself down and drift off to sleep on the sofa. 

"should I just leave her here?" I hear a familiar voice ask. "Yeah she looks peaceful." I hear foots steps walk away and then some stop. "Hello?" I hear Tom voice say quietly down the phone. I couldn't hear much down the other end of the phone. "wow thats fantastic." Tom says. I wonder whats so fantastic. "Oh urm right.... well we aren't really on talking terms at the moment." Was Tom talking about Zendaya? They haven't spoken since their big fight. "But I haven't spoken to Zendaya in months." I was right. "I know it would be good promotion for the film." he sighs. "Okay I understand, I'll do it." He'll do what? My heart starts beating against my chest. What has he agreed to? "As long as its just this time, I'm doing this as a favour." He states sounding kinda angry. "Okay fine, speak to you soon. Bye." He lays a kiss on my head before heading upstairs. He lips feel like burn marks on my skin. What did he just agree to? Why was he so angry? I needed to know. 

Oh Tom you cheeky boy what have you done???? you'll find out in the next part so stay tuned peoples! 

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