Kiss and Tell

Emily just thought she was going to your average One Direction concert.
Emily just thought wrong.

Emily's 18, and when she and her best friend Jenny turn up to a 1D concert to find it's cancelled, they aren't pleased. All too fast, they're sharing a hotel with the boys, and Jenny's changed. Drastically. They discover parites, clubs, drugs and fame. Jenny's going off the rails, hitting headlines for the wrong reasons, though she's not the only one making mistakes. Emily gets pregnant, oblivious to who the father is. Let's just remember not all stories have a happy ending, and where there's love, there's drugs, and where there's drugs, there's guns..

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28. The Change

 

Hotel food is amazing.

Oh my god they have proper French croissants. Oh lordy I'm in heaven.

Everyone is tucked around a large clothed circular table, everyone except Jenny. Ed's here too, indulged in his little conversation with Harry which seems to involve overdramatic hand gestures.

Louis shifts uncomfortably.

"Emily, we've been told to ask you.." he starts.

I look up. Slowly everyone falls quiet, and Niall clears his throat.

"Oh yeah, Simon's had a talk with our publicist. He said if you want to be seen with..us..in public, you need to like, sort yourself out a bit. Not in a bad way!" He scratches his head. "Just like.."

"I get it," I mumble, slumping into the back of my seat.

"But," Louis interrupts, "We've booked a session with our make-up artists for you, and also Simon wants a word with you in person. He wants to make you into something big."

***

Glossy marble floors, awards hung on scarlet red walls, jeez, this place looks like it could cost more money than there actually is in the world. A drunk Jenny stumbles through the spinning glass doors, chatting away to Ed. Harry squeezes my shoulder.

"This will go okay, I promise," He whispers. I feel his breath on my cheek.

"What is it they want to change about me?" My lips quiver. Eyes searching mine, he doesn't answer.

"You're ready to go through now," A sharp female voice says. I nod to myself.

"Let's go," Harry mumbles, leading us forward, but staying by my side.

***

The leather chair is facing away from us as we spill into the room.

"Helloo boys. Emily."

The chair slowly turns towards us, Simon's eyes peering into mine, sexily stoking a Persian cat on his lap.

Okay, not really, but admit it, that would be pretty damn cool.

Niall knocks on the door before pushing it open, revealing a blacky-grey haired man hunched over a pale wooden desk full of papers. He  flicks his fingers in an attempt to wave, not looking up. His landline rings, but remains unanswered.

Finally, after what seems like forever, he raises his eyes to us, slowly cracking a smile.

"Boys!" His face tries to wrinkle, but million-pound botox fights it. "This is Emily?"

He looks at Jenny, eyebrow raised.

"Uh, no," I say. "That would be me." I blush. Like crazy.

"Ah," His face relaxes, and he seems relieved. Jenny, on the other hand seems offended.

"I'm Jennifer McGuire though," She chirps. "Suppose you already knew that though, with the amount of headlines I've been hitting lately." A bubble of pink gum snaps from her lips.

"Nope," Simon replies. "Never heard of you."

Man, I love this guy already. He turns to face me.

"Emily, can I take you through to our other room? If everyone else could just wait here that would be great."

I follow him through to a smaller room, no windows and pretty much empty. He takes a breath.

"We need to talk about you. Your hair, a disgrace. Your weight, could be better. I have rare and expensive diet pills that could do the job for that though. Your face, needs work. I've got the best plastic surgeons and make up artists that can fix that. I've got everything booked already, so-"

"What?" I can barely push the word out. Tears threaten my blinking eyes.

"Of course, if you object, I can pay for train tickets back to wherever it is you live.."

"No. I'll do it."

Did I really just say that? Did I really agree to completely change myself for fame?

I really did.

 

 

 

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