Date With Royalty: A Janoskians Fanfic

Chapter TWO:

“I prank strangers, and I vomit pink milk?” He hinted me. 

“It’s not ringing a bell.” I lied.

“I’m pretty popular on Twitter too. Got myself a good about of followers.” He bragged.

“Really, are you verified?” I asked, knowing he wasn’t. I had my own twitter with 500,000+ followers and I was verified. The only reason was because of my father. People liked to know what I was doing.

“Not yet, but soon.”

“Dude what are you doing? We are on soon.” Said his brother. I knew it was Luke because of his lip ring. 

“This girl doesn’t know who we are.” He said.

“So?”

“So, she is at our party and she doesn’t even know us!” He cried in disappointment.

“Willow, what are you doing with Luke and Beau Brooks?” Renee came up to me. She was obviously drunk and she blew my cover.

“Thanks Renee. Way to blow my cover.” I said sipping my drink.

“Wait so you do know who we are?” Beau asked.

“I’m not an idiot.”

“But the real question is, do you know who she is?” Renee asked sitting on my lap. He smelled of alcohol and she only had one drink.

“wait.” Luke said licking his lip ring. “I know you from somewhere.” He said. “Don’t give me a hint.” Thinking, a sign that he figured it out came upon his face. He had a shocked empression on his face.

“HOLY SHIT, THE PRIME MINISTERS DAUGHTER IS AT OUR PARTY!” He yelled. Beau’s face turned bright red.

“Bingo.” I said laughing at their expression.

“No fucking way.” Jai said coming over. I don’t think they all realized I was fans of theirs.  I knew the facts, the jokes everything. I just wasn’t uber obsessed because I wasn’t that type of person.

“way!” I said laughing at them.

“Skip, James come over here!” He called as they came over and sat down with me.

“Nice to meet you.” James smiled, he was so nice. 

“What are you doing here?” Beau asked. Renee got up from my lap and threw herself back at the DJ.

“It’s my birthday. We are celebrating.” I said pointing to Renee who was kissing the DJ. Great.

“Happy Birthdayy!” They cheered.

“You have a great friend.” Jai said laughing at Renee.

“Yeah she is great actually. She is a great listener, and gives the best advice. And She knows how to have a good time. But when she is drunk. Well you can see for yourself.” I said laughing and they laughed with me.

“How did you even get in here? Isn’t there a line or something?” Luke asked.

“I’m the Prime Ministers daughter. I can do whatever I want basically.” I joked.

“Pretty famous are you?” Beau said, i swear all he cared about was how famous I was. Even though I knew it wasn’t true.

“Not as famous as you guys. I don’t get lines of boys waiting to come to my birthday party.” 

“But you could.” Beau said being completely serious.

“Yeah, but I’m not that kind of person. I don’t have a fanbase like you guys. I’m just normal.” 

“I don’t think Normal is the right word.” Jai said.

“Well i’m not a celebrity.” 

“But you party like one.” Daniel said.

“You shouldn’t believe everything that you read in the tabloids.” I said getting up from the table. I ignored Renee and went down the stairs back to the dance floor. It was still crazy, but I was going to enjoy the few hours I had left. 

I got sensetive when people criticized me. The thing was I can’t take criticism. I was forced always to be perfect and to have a perfect clean image. My mom made me. But when I turned 16 i cracked. One night I went out and partied. I got drunk, really really drunk. The tabloids went crazy. It ruined my dads image, until my mom had a press conference and made me explain everything. I lied. I lied saying that I was at my birthday party and my drink got spiked. Someone had put liquor into my virgin pina colada. Everything cleared over. But my partying got worse and so did my drinking. But my parents never found out. Lance was the only one who knew.

“Willow!” beau called running down the stairs after me. The room erupted in screams. 

“I’m not in the mood.” I said, but he couldn’t hear me over the screams. I went back to dancing. He stopped at the end of the stairs because he didn’t want to get mobbed by the fans. 

I lost Renee when it was time to leave. I couldn’t find her and I refused to go back up the stairs.  The problem was I had no reason to be mad at the Janoskians but I was. I left the already empty club, but stood in the lobby and basically was screwed. Renee was my ride home but she was too drunk to drive and i couldn’t find her. I was perfectly sober which was a surprise. 

There were crazy amounts of paparazzi outside, someone must have told them. I sat down on the ground and thought about calling Lance. He could save me but I told him not to worry about me. I could hear the Paparazzi snapping pictures of me behind the glass doors. I ran back to the club so they couldn’t take pictures, but I slammed into someone instead. Beau.

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So because I have nothing else to do, i'm updating. I'm secretly depressed right now because i'm not in Cancun anymore. It was the best vacation ever. I think everyone should go stay at The Great Parnassus hotel. There is no air condition except the rooms but still it was so much fun. But anyway enjoy the story, comment, vote, share. Whatever you want. Gracias Chicas.-Skyla