Famous

Chapter 1

Famous

I looked down at my watch. Just ten more minutes until my Aunt would arrive. These ten minutes couldn't go by slower. I took one final look in the mirror and studied my appearance carefully. I was pleased with my natural makeup and soft curls that hung over my shoulders. Today was going to be perfect.

My Aunt was a professional hair and makeup artist and worked for various celebrities but this year she had finally been given the break she deserved, working with One Direction as their official glamour artist for their upcoming tour. She was truly one of the luckiest people on this planet and I planned to follow in her footsteps one day. I adored my Aunt but when she invited me to join her for the entire tour shadowing her as she worked on the boys' faces I loved her even more.

"Tash!" a voice interrupted my thoughts and brought me back to reality. "If you want to go with your Aunt then hurry up and get in the car. She's already waiting for you,"

I rushed down the stairs grabbing my grey sweater with me to take on the flight. My mother stood at the front door with my bags at her feet.

"Now you call me as soon as you land and don't cause too much trouble for your Aunt," she said with tears glazed over her grey blue eyes. She and my Aunt looked almost identical, the only difference being their hair colour. Whilst my mother stayed true to her natural blonde locks, my Aunt was known for her various hair colours and was currently sporting a pale lilac.

"Okay, I promise. Now let me go," I replied, pulling her into a hug. She kissed my forehead and walked me to the car where my Aunt waited for me.

"Ready Tash?" she smiled, turning the key into the ignition.

"Yep, let's go!" I laughed. I could not wait.

She reversed out of the drive and I waved once more to my mother. As we drove towards the airport I felt a seed of both worry and excitement grow in my stomach. My nerves were immediately settled when a text from my boyfriend Romeo came in.

Good luck. You'll do great x

Romeo was great. His dirty blonde hair complimented his deep brown chestnut eyes and he was by far one of the most attractive men I had ever seen. We had been on and off for almost 2 years. Things just had a habit of going the wrong way for us. Romeo wasn't one of the easiest people to be with.

He barely showed up for any of our dates and when he did he was always late. I guess we were just one of those couples that couldn't spend too long with each other without arguing over something. I knew he loved me but sometimes I couldn't help but think if he was only with me for the sake of having a girlfriend. I always seemed to be more into our relationship than him.

I smiled down at my phone and told him that I would call him when I had reached the hotel. We gave our bags to the front desk and made our way through security. Once our gate was open we sat down with our coffees to discuss the next few months that would approach us.

"Right, so the tour kicks off in Ireland and then we will be making our way back to the UK. We will stay there for about 6 weeks then it's off to Australia. Of course we will be staying in hotels but once we reach America most of our nights will be spent on one of the tour buses. You can sleep in the same bus as me" My Aunt explained what would be happening over the tour but all of this travelling was starting to worry me.

"Sorry Tash. I know this can all be a bit much especially since you're the new one," My Aunt reassured me.

"It's okay Aunty Karen, I'm just a bit nervous. But I cannot wait to meet the boys!" I smiled at her.

"One favour, call me Karen please. Just for the tour. I don't really want to look old in front of the rest of the team," She pleaded. Typical Aunty Karen, always wanting to look young. She didn't really look that old. Her face was free of wrinkles.

"Of course Karen" I laughed.

We boarded the plane and I picked up a magazine to read on the way. Flicking through a particular page caught my attention. An interview. With none other than One Direction. I studied each of their faces slowly, taking in all of their facial features. As my eyes travelled along the page they met my favourite face. Harry Styles. He was one attractive man and in less than twenty four hours I would be meeting him. My fingers brushed slowly over his image. That strong defined jawline, mesmerising sea green eyes and those heavenly curls.

"Charmer, isn't he?" Karen teased me, interrupting my thoughts about him. I smiled back at her and decided to sleep during the flight to catch up on the sleep I had lost the night before.

I put the magazine in my bag to read later and drifted into a deep sleep, dreaming about the moment those green eyes would meet mine.