Love for the Famous

Agreements and Statements

    Happy Friday! This chapter my seem a bit weird, I'm not really sure how to put it! Hope you like it!

     I stand five feet away from six extremaly famous people. The only feeling I had was hatred.

      "I don't see any people, only crazy attention ego celebrities." I mutter. Why don't they just talk to James?

        "Simon Cowell, you probably remember me." Simon says holding out his hand for me to shake. I ignore it and glare at him.

         "What do you want?" I snap. I know how the musicindustry works, especially Simon's way.

         "You've changed from the last time I saw you." He says eyeing me.

          "I understand the world of music  better." I growl. I see the five boys staring at us confused.

          "I made you an offer, and that offer still stands even today." I glare at him. How could he still not understand?

        "I don't want to be part of your little game." We glare each other down until one of the boys sneeze.

           "You know the boys," He says changing the subject. "The public thinks of a rivalry against both of you, so you need to be seen together."

         I glare at them and shake no my head. If I couldn't stand them when their in a different state I can't stand being with them. 

           "I won't, especially sense it's all true." I state.

          "Yes you will, your going to be together at the local club Thursday." James says coming up from behind me.

           "But-" I'm cut off.

           "Get in the car and go to the hotel." I glare at him and then give up and slip into the back of the car. I watch out the window until we get to the hotel. I jump out and Steven hands me my room key.

          "The fifth floor, room 263." He shouts after me as I run inside. I slip on my varsity jacket on while running inside trying to avoid the cold. I walk across the large lobby to the elevator. I press the button and in a matter of seconds the door opens. I press the five and wait for it to close.

          "HOLD THE DOOR!" A husky voice yells. I cuss under my breath when I see One Direction running toward me. I repeatedly press the button but Zayn caught the door with his foot. I groan as they walk in.

          "We never got to speak to you." Liam says smiling at me.

           "Yea, I was pretty happy about that." I mutter.

           "Do you want to hang out in Harry's room, were having a movie night." Louis says smiling like a dork.

            "Nope." I say poping the 'p'.They all exchange looks and then Zany speaks.

          "Were suppose to get to know you well before we go to the club." Zayn says. The elevator opens to my delight and I stop out and the boys follow.

              "Fine, just let me find my room first." I growl stomping off down the hall. I come to a stop at 263.

               "Looks like were neighbors." Harry says smirking. My eyes widen in disbelief.

              "Whatever." I snap and walk into my room and slam the door behind me. I run a shower and wash off all the sand on me. I quickly blow dry my hair and put on tan uggs, white sweats, and my black undershirt.