Danger zone [ z.m fanfic ]

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After the party I went straight home. I didn't feel like hanging with Dylan and Kendall, I just wanted to go home and get some rest but then I got another unknown text on my phone. I started to feel scared and I looked around and out of my windows just to see if someone was watching me then I remembered that I lived on the 20th floor so there couldn't be any chance that someone was stalking me. I looked at the text and read it.

You will die.

I couldn't really get my mind to prosess the words that was written on the screen. Was this really happening? What did he or she want from me? I was pasing back and forth my room not knowing what to do. Did someone really want me dead? I wanted to text back what they wanted from me but since it's unknown number I can't do that. My breathing got heavier and I started to shake, the thought of someone wanting me dead made goosebumps rise upon my skin.

I decided to go directly to bed and hope that this would all disappear next day because if it don't I'll have to tell Joe, my bodyguard. I laid down on my bed and switched on my tv because it made me feel more safe. I then got a phone call and I got so scared that I pulled up the covers over my head. I stuck out my head and looked at the screen hoping that it was not a unknown number because I was so scared at the moment. I felt releaf flod through my body as I saw it was my maneger who called. I quickly picked up my phone and answered.

''H-Hello?'' I said with a unstable voice.

''Hi Ms. Hartz, it's me Kris your manager, I just wanted to remind you that you are going to perform at the American Music Awards tomorrw.'' She said throught the other line.

''Yes of course! I won't forget it I promise!'' I assured her and mentally slapped myself for not remembering that I was going to perform tomorrow. We exchanged goodbyes and hung up.

I put my phone on my bed and laid myself comfortably on the bed and you could say that I fell asleep directly.

*

I haven't got a text the whole day from that umber and I felt so releaved that it was over or so I thought.

I was getting ready for my performance at the ama's and right now Stella, my makeup artist was doing my makeup and at the same time Lily, my hair stylist was curling my hair. I always feel so ucomfortable when people touch me but since this is my job and this is what I need to do everyday I have to get used to it. I wouldn't like it if someone else did my hair and makeup but Stella and Lily are really good friends of mine and I don't mind them touching my face and my hair.

I was sitting in the studio backstage and there were people running everywhere, it was actually quite amusing to watch all the people stress and running round and scream that everyone should be ready to go on stage. I suddenly saw my phone screen light up and I wanted to see what it was but I didn't want to disturb them while fixing me.

''Uhm, Stella i'm so sorry but could you please give me my phone?'' I asked her nicely.

She noded and gave me my phone, I looked at the screen and looked through my notifications and saw the unknown number again, my heart started to beat faster and I could feel my palms getting moist. I unlocked my phone and read the message.

Be ready.

Be ready? What the hell does it mean with be ready? I was literally scared to death right now? Did they maybe mean be ready to die? Oh no I have to tell someone but who? There are no securities that I dare to approach and I don't want to tell Stella and Lily because I think they should not be involved in this.

I decided to let it be and just calm my nerves down by breathing in and out. I decided to check my instagram and other social medias and just try to forget the message.

*

''Selena you're out in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 GO!'' He said and I started to walk out on the stage, it was dark and I prayed to not fall down.

I stood on the spot we have rehearsed before the show and the music started. I looked at all the people in the arena and my eyes landed on something extremly shiny, I looked away trying to focus on the song and making a good performance.

As I was going to sing the first verse I heard a gun shot and it landed beside me. People started to scream and I just stood still in chock, people where running around and more and more people got shot as I stood in the same spot. Polices and security's approached me and asked me if I was okay but I didn't answer. My body was completely numb and i couldn't speak. I couldn't even think about what was going on around me. Then I heard another shot and it hit one of the policemen and that's when my mind started to work. I need to get out of here. Another security grabbed me and dragged me behind the stage and took me to a car. He threw me in and we drove away.

What the fuck just happened? I was shaking of fear and I couldn't speak. It all happened so fast and I honestly couldn't realize what happened, it was so surreal to me.

"Clarissa are you ok, any injuries?" James asked me with concern in his voice and I didn't answer because I couldn't move.

I then realized what that text meant, it meant that I would be ready to die. Oh my god now that I thought of it I could have been killed! I put my hand over my mouth and gasped as I just realized how lucky I am that I didn't get killed. I was shaking out of fear and the only thing I could think of was all of the other innocent people in there getting shot. The only images in my head was all the people laying on the floor and all the policemen who got shot. This is all my fault I should have never gone on the stage and performed, that would maybe prevent this situation to happen.

a/n: OMG! Claris almost got shot!

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