I open the door into the dressing room the guys are being kept in.
“Fucking Management… Idiots. They said everything was gonna be fine. Did that look fine to you?” Zayn shouts aiming his hand in the direction of the bus. “Best thing, I looked like a right idiot cos that girl was like ‘don’t you have another way out?’ as if every tour bus has two exits!”
“They usually do…” I say as I walked in. Zayn’s face calms a little. “My name is Ella. And usually my Management company pre-plan these kinda things knowing what happened to you is a common occurance…” The bodyguards nod in agreement. Well at least we all knew how to handle it!
“It’s true. Problem is, management are never there, just behind a desk. So they assume we’re exaggerating. If they got stuck trying to hold off groups of screaming fans, they’d soon realise…” One of the bodyguards says.
“Hey guys, how was it trying to get in?” Conor bursts in, smiling. I shake my head and his face drops. He looks down at my arm.
“Ella, what happened to you?” He points. The One Direction boys and the bodyguards all look down to my arm before I get a chance to. Their faces telling me I shouldn’t look. I look down at my arm, I see blood running down from my arm, down my hand and onto the floor. It was that last girl I had to fight off. I felt sharp scratches as I pushed her away from me… I suppose at that time she was hitting me so I stayed focussed on the pain from that!
“What the hell?” Harry says. “Was that one of the fans?”
“Ah don’t worry about it… She was crazy. Obsessed. I’m fine…” I say, smiling and trying to make them feel more comfortable.
“Leon!” Conor shouts and the medic who nursed by hand rushes into the room. He looks at my arm and immediately rushes back out. A few minutes later he comes back into the room with a huge first aid box.
“Right, I’m gonna need to…” Leon began, but I interrupted.
“I don’t wanna know. Whatever you need to do, do it and I’ll keep myself occupied…” I look pleadingly up at Leon and he nods. “So, guys, minus getting off the bus, how was the journey here?” I ask.
“Yeah it was fun!” Niall smirks.
“Well, for you it was Niall… He chucked a cup of water over me while I was asleep!” Liam says. Niall bursts out laughing.
“But it was hilarious!” Louis smirks.
“Not for me, he woke me up!” Harry jokes. These guys are hilarious! I feel a lot of pain in my arm, but try to take my mind off it.
“So you excited about the tour?” I ask.
“Are you gonna be there through it all?” Zayn questions. Not sure how to take that question.
“Err, yeah, but I’ll be in Conor’s bus.” I say.
“Well I feel more confident that I’ll make it out alive then!” He says and he half smiles.
“Well if you weren’t such a heartthrob, Zaynie, then girls wouldn’t try and trample you!” Louis jokes.
“Don’t call me Zaynie…” Zayn looks evilly at him.
“Well Zaynie baby is catchy, or Zaynie boy. Zaynie waynie?” Harry laughs out loud at his own joke. Zayn sits unimpressed on the sofa, he crosses his arms.
“It’s not funny, guys…” Zayn says “I could have died or something!” A tad melodramatic but you could see a smirk rise on his face.
“All done here!” Leon exclaims. I smile with relief. I now had a big netted plaster thing on it and it was covered with a bandage. “You’ll need it changed quite often until it heals but you should be ok!”
“Thank you so much!” I hug Leon with my good arm and walk away. Conor gestures for me to walk out of the room with him. “I’ll leave you guys to get sorted then. Any problems, just give me a shout, ok?” I wave at the boys and run out of the room, where Conor grabs me and pulls me into his room.
“Your arm ok, hun?” He looks concerned.
“Honestly, it’s fine!” I smile , he reluctantly smiles back.
“I’m worried for you, you know? I don’t like how much you have to put yourself at risk to protect me, that should be my job to you…” He sounds so sweet I just want to hug him forever.
“Conor, that’s your job outside of working hours. Lets be honest, we both need protecting!” I exclaim, flinging my bad arm up a bit.
“I know, I just feel bad for you. We’ve been going out for 2 months, just after my first gig, and its been amazing, but I feel like I’m not giving you enough… I’m always on tour or recording or being interviewed and I just feel like you have to be there for your job, not because I’m treating you…”
“Conor, seriously, stop thinking like that! I knew what you had to do, what your job is, I know who you are, it’s not like I didn’t expect it!” I smile. “But its worth it for you!
“I love you…” Conor says. I open my mouth to say it back but Leon rushes in.
“Ella, can I borrow you a second?”
“Sure! What’s up?”
“Just got some guy up front of the arena trying to get in, he says he’s come here to see you?”
I look at him confused.
“Err, ok. I don’t really have anyone that’d do that, but I’ll check it out. Thanks Leon.”
I nod at Conor and blow him a kiss before walking out across the stage and towards the main entrance. Who the hell could this be? I literally don’t have anyone who would want me… My stomach drops for a second as I think the only person who’s ever wanted to see me was the kidnapper… No it can’t be him, can it?
Hey! So what do you guys think of it so far? Leave any comments; good, bad, what you think will happen next? Been busy writing as much as i can now as i dont have much time at the moment! But please, vote, comment!! If you become a fan, i'll most likely check out your work too! XD Love reading people's work!! Thanks to everyone who's read it! xx
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New Job (Conor Maynard and One Direction Fan Fiction)
FanfictionA difficult year leads Ella to make some choices in life she wouldnt usually make. She accepts a job she wouldnt never have thought about that leads her to meet the likes of Conor Maynard and One Direction. How does this affect her life? Not your ty...
