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What if the bodyguard that left you 5 years ago has came back into your life with 5 immature boys that go by the name "One Direction."

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2. Hollywood Whore

 

Sams P.O.V

 

As I closed my guitar case I thought about the song I had just wrote and I'm still wondering if I'll ever find myself again. 

I lifted the book and wrote the rest of the song down and turned the page back to the one before that. Each time I write a song I like to write down the reason, problem or feeling for me writing that song. It reminds me why I created it and it's also like my song writing book/Diary. I lay back in my seat and just stared out of the window trying to think positive thoughts and memories so that I can stop the images and emotions that I'm feeling. 

Starting to taste salty water I realized that I was crying. Hearing Paul clear his throat I quickly wiped my tears with the sleeve of my jacket and turned around to look at him through the rear-view mirror. 

"You Okay?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"You Sure?" I nodded my head as we stopped at a red light. Turning to look at him, I looked out the window and noticed that we were still in London.  

"Yea, I'm sure. I thought you were taking me somewhere?"

"I am taking you somewhere." 

"But we are nowhere near the airport." I heard him chuckle to himself and shake his head before driving off again.   "You're not going out of the country. You're staying in London with a few friends of mine. What made you think that you're flying out of the country?"

"Am... Nothing. I just had some crazy idea in my mind. It was stupid really.

"And what would that crazy idea be?"

I smirked to myself before replying, "I had this idea that you were...That you were shipping me off to Guantanamo Bay..." As I said the last part I could feel my cheeks heating up. 

"Ha-ha. God Kiddo you gotta stop watching all these films, they're going to your head. You're going to stay with a friend of mine tonight and then tomorrow you're going to stay with another friend for the next 2 weeks."

"Oh Goody! I get a babysitter! Go me!" Fist pumping my hand in the air, Paul started shaking his head noting my sarcasm then saying, 

"Trust me Sammy, they're not that bad. I think you'll love my first friend. Now the second friend, well that's a whole different story but you'll really like him. He's a huge fan!" 

"Whoa! Wait! He's a boy?"

"Yes, they're both of them are." 

"So my overprotective uncle Paul that I love like a father is sending me off to live with not just one boy but two? Did I miss the apocalypse?" I looked down as I knitted my eyebrows together as I thought about what he planned and I heard him laugh and I looked up at him, 

"Yes, I am sending you to live with two boys. And no you didn't miss the apocalypse!" 

"Well something's up with you?"

"Nothing's up with me! We'll be there in a few minutes and you can see that I'm just trying to do something nice!" After he said this, he'd got the creepiest smile plastered on his face. 

I thought about what he said while I laid back in my seat and pulled my phone out of jeans just as I heard my mail tone going off. 

Checking it, I found a few e-mails from management and some from distant friends. No messages or missed calls from anybody, thank God for that! Locking my phone and placing it on my lap as I grabbed my bag to find my iPod, putting my headphones on an double clicking the home button and hit play. Relaxing in my seat I closed my eyes while the music blasted through my headphones and I heard Papa Roach's Hollywood Whore, I turned the volume up to the max level and my mind started drifting off again. 

Each word that was sang I was comparing myself to them.  

 

'Awake by noon, drunk by four, sucked up in the showbiz

You're so lame, you're such a bore I wanna kick your teeth in

Plastic smile to match your style, we can tell you've got a face lift

You're so vain, oh so vile, you're a number one hit     

 

The cameras are gone and nobody screams

She couldn't survive her fifteen minutes of fame

Her friends are all gone, she's going insane

She'll never survive without the money and fame'   

 

What if I didn't survive my 15 minutes of fame? All my friends are gone. Have I gone insane? Maybe I’ve found out who I am now... 

"Sam?" Paul shouted bringing me out of thoughts and I pulled my headphones of my head. 

"Yeah?"

"We're here!"

Putting my headphones and iPod in my bag the slipping my phone back into my back pocket I turned around and opened the door, I jumped out of the car grabbing my bag with me. After examining the building, remembering this place all to well. 

Looking at Paul who was now standing beside me. I smiled like a Cheshire cat, he nodded to me knowing what I wanted to do. Grabbing him into the building with me and as we walked in the concierge greeted us, "Welcome back Mr. Higgins, Ms. Johnston! Would you like any help with any bags?" Paul nodded and gave him the key then thanked him as he went to the car. 

Once again I looked at Paul and he nodded in agreement and I ran over to the elevator like a hyper 2 year old with a massive grin on my face. I pressed the button and the doors dinged open just as Paul had reached me, I walked in pulling him with me. The doors started closing as I watched Paul press the button to the 5th floor as he turned to look at me and say, 

"Told ya, you'd love this place!" Giving him a hug and thanking him, just then the elevator stopped and dinged while the doors were opening. After nodding again I ran down the hall and into the apartment like a kid on a treasure hunt looking for him. 

After looking around the place I couldn't find him and there was only one last place to check. Running into his bedroom I found him shirtless still getting ready, as he heard the door opening he turned to see who it was and as he did he had the biggest grin on his face. I ran up and jumped on him, as he caught me I wrapped my legs around his waist giving him a bear hug. 

"I missed you Sammy!" 

"I missed you too LiLi!

Paul walked into the room whilst me an Liam were still hugging and we both turned to look at him as he told us that the concierge had brought my stuff up and that he had to go and sort a few things out. "And don't forget to have her ready for tonight Liam!" He shouted as he walked out the door. 

"Wait! Get ready for what?" I looked at Liam for him to explain. He began to explain as he placed me back on the floor. 

"The party tonight... You do remember what tonight is?" 

"Party? No, why what's happening?" I said as Liam looked at me with wide eyes.

"The party's for you. You do know that is anniversary week?" 

"Damn! I totally forgot about that!" Every year my friends and I celebrate the start of my career with something so that there's just us, but then again there's management who love to make a big deal out of things! We celebrate it on the 25th November each year and as a gift to the fans we have a concert that gets broadcast worldwide of the new album so that each fan hears it at the same time.

Tonight's our 8th anniversary and I wonder what management have up their sleeve... 

"I don't have anything to wear or I don't...

"Relax Sam! I've got that department covered for you. I asked Lou and Caroline to help you tonight." We both sat down on his bed as he gave me a side hug, 

"Thanks LiLi!

"No problem Sam." He said as he got of the bed and started walking around his room doing stuff, as he did this I took of my bag throwing it on the floor then laid down on the bed. 

"Who's going to be there though?

"Well so far all I've heard is that there's management friends, fans, Paul and the boys." As he spoke I watched him walk around his room cleaning it up as he went along. 

"Boys? Wait! You mean the boys as in One Direction?" I sprung up looking at him wide eyed, 

"Yes. Hi I guess we haven't met before, I'm Liam Payne from the boy band One Direction! Have you forgotten cause it's very big detail that no-one could forget!" 

"No, I didn't forget. How could I when your ugly ass face is plastered everywhere! I just meant that I've never met the boys before and you know I'm a massive fan of yours.

"Jeez, thanks for the compliment! If you fan-girl in front of them I'm recording it and putting it on YouTube." 

"Fine, but under one condition?

"Fine name your price." 

"You’re my date tonight. I would ask someone else but since I have you why would I have anyone else."

"Fine! But you do remember that I come as part of a package?"  

"You come as a package? I like the sound of that! Since I'm a friend do I get the friends and family discount or do I get the deluxe package?" Wiggling my eyebrows at him as I tried to do a flirty face. I couldn't contain my laughter as I fell on the floor, he just stood there trying his best not to laugh at my actions. Chuckling at me, he helped me back up on to the bed and continued doing what he was doing. 

"You have a bloody dirty mind!"  

"No I don't, I have a cleaner that comes in every night and cleans it." Trying to look serious while saying this, Liam just turned and looked at me like I was mental.  

"You're not right in the head!"  

"Okay I'm sorry. You were saying something about your package." Chuckling at myself after I realized what I had said,  

"Sam!"  

"Sorry I didn't mean to say that! Anyways what were you saying?

"I was saying that I come as a package, now don't start laughing again! I meant that not only do you get me but you get four other boys!" My jaw dropped as I was trying to register what Liam had just to me.  

"Close your mouth Sammy, you'll catch flies!" Closing my mouth I asked him, 

"Wh-Wh-Wh-What? I get four other boys? Like four other boys as in One Direction?"  

"Sam! Are we gonna have to go over that again? Yes, the other lads and I will be your date tonight. I mean after all you are going to be working with us and you're gonna be living with Harry..."  

"What! I'm going to be working with you? And what the hell do you mean I'm going to be living with Styles?"  

"Oops... Paul didn't tell you did he? I thought he told you. Come on you gotta be happy that you get to work with me."  

"I'm over the moon at the fact I get to work with you but living with Styles. Yeaaahhh!" Saying this while faking a laugh then shaking my head at him and replying, "No!"

"He's not that bad! Once you get to know him you'll really like him, he's a sound lad."  

"Yeah right!

"You will! I thought he was your favourite out of the band." Acting hurt he pretended to wipe away a fake and started making his way out of the bedroom, I got off the bed and walked with him into his kitchen. 

"No-No-No-No-No-No. You don't understand, I hate him! He gets on my nerves something shocking!"  

"Sam, Harry Styles is no all that bad. He's just a misunderstood lad."  

"No Liam he's not! Misunderstood is like saying you don't like your album but when the fact is you really love it. He's not misunderstood! Harry Styles is just some teenage boy from an awesome boy band that thinks he's God's gift to women, when in reality he's just like everyone else in this world! Styles needs to grow up and fall in love with a dudette his age and not go around flirting with everything that breathes and he needs to choose a God damn tattoo once and for all! It's pathetic the way he acts, he needs slapped across the face with a wet fish! Actually make that slapped 3 times with a wet fish!" After finishing my rant to Liam, we heard a noise, we turned to see what it was and there he stood in the doorway with our clothes for tonight. He looked like someone had just killed a puppy, as I looked him in the eye he looked down as Lou and Caroline walked in with their stuff.

"Erm... Caroline where do I put these?" He says as he held up the clothes to her,

"Just put them in the bedroom darlin’ and lay them down flat." He nodded and walked into the bedroom. I looked at Liam as he helped them set their gear out, he nudged his head the way towards his room and I turned on my heels and walked into the bedroom to find Harry laying the clothes out on the bed. I looked at his face an saw a tear falling down it, slowly I walked over and wiped it away as he turned to look at me.  

Looking away from me, he began to speak.

"You're right you know." As he spoke it barley came out as a whisper, 

"I'm not. What I said... What I said wasn't right, I do think some of its true but the rest isn't. I don't know you to judge you like that..."  

"You might as well judge me, the rest of the world does it. I've gotten used to it and like people always say it comes with the job." Trying to force a smile he looked at me.   

"It may come with the job but other people who know what it's like to have that kind of job shouldn't do it to you. It's not fair and it sure as hell isn't right! I'm so so sorry..."  

After apologizing to him he looked at me then put his head down and started making his way out of the bedroom, watching him do this I shouted to him,

"What so I'm just gonna apologize to you then you walk out of the room without saying anything! Do you know how hard it is for me to apologize to someone?" Stopping dead in his tracks he turned his head to the right and spoke,

"No I don't. You wanna know what the funny thing is though, never in my whole life would I've thought that someone that I admire says something like that to me. So sorry if I don't wanna say anything to you." And with that he left the room and slammed the bedroom door behind him.

Walking over to the dress and sliding down the side of it. Hearing my message tone I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, it’s from Liam. "What happened with you and Harry? And get your butt ready we gotta go soon! Li x"

Locking my phone and setting it beside me and putting my head in my hands. I really don't wanna do anything tonight. Arghhh! Why does the life have to be so complicated? Why do guys have to be so annoying?

Tonight shall be fun! Sitting in a room filled with people I hate and people that hate me, what more could you want.

It's going to be one hell of a night...

 

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