My Own Fame (Sequel to 'The Trap')

Holly's POV Chapter 1

"Good show, Holly!"

"Thanks, Mr. Adams!"

"Holly, please call me Kevin."

"Okay, Kevin." (It's so weird to call my boss by his first name. I find it unprofessional.)

He smiled at me and was turning to leave when his eyes doubled in size. I was about to say bless you, but then he opened his mouth.

"Oh I almost forgot. You have a visitor in your office right now."

"Oh really? Who?"

"You'll have to go and see."

I sighed. "Okay, thanks."

He nodded and walked away. Then I pulled out my phone to see if was planning to drop by. But I found no reason for my boss to say that. I'm not a fan of surprises, so I was really curious who decided to come by unannounced. So I slipped my phone back in my back pocket before continuing on my route back to my office. When I arrived, I reached my hand onto the door knob. Suddenly, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Why am I so nervous?

I opened the door just enough to squeeze into. All of a sudden, the mixed scent of lemons, cigarette smoke and heavy cologne escaped from the room. As the mixture made its way up my nose, I started to silently freak out. I know of only one person who smells like this. I hoped I was wrong, but in my heart, I already knew the answer. I silently closed the door and tiptoed up to my desk. My chair was facing the big bay window. I know for a fact I didn't leave it like that.

"Hello?"

There was no answer, nor did the chair began to sway. So I slowly walked up to the window as I tried to work up the courage to see who was in my chair. When I was ready as I was ever going to be, I looked out my peripheral vision.

My worst fear had just became reality. He was sitting there with a stupid grin on his face. His smile looked more evil than happy to see me.

"Ello Holly."

"How so you know me?"

"Holly."

"I'm sorry, have we met before?"

"Holly, I'm your father."

"No. I know for a fact that my Dad wouldn't meddle this far. Oh sure he's the king of meddling, but this a low blow and so unbelievable. I know he wouldn't do this to me."

"Ello to you too, darling."

"Don't you dare 'darling' me, Simon. What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Holly, why aren't you using your legal last name for work?"

"Hmm, I wonder why. Did you seriously forget who you are?"

"Um extremely handsome."

"No. What do people call you?"

"Uh sexy. It's your mother's favorite nickname for me."

"Gross. No, what's your first and last name?"

"Oh Simon Cowell."

I nodded and sighed.

"Look, I love you and all, but the world knows who you are. I don't want all the attention that comes with being your daughter. I want my own fame and to be known for ME alone. This is MY life. So for work I'm Holly Philips. Will you ever stop meddling in my life? Huh?"

He stayed quiet for a few minutes. Hopefully he was thinking about what I said.

"I know Mom will back me up."