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..


3. The Hotel

The receptionist has sharply cut jet black hair that merely reaches her chin, pale skin, plum coloured lips and cold intimadating eyes. Her gaze falls upon me, and she looks me up and down, not bothering to hide her disgust. I guess I don't fit in, me in my superdry jeans and a-definetley-not-designer-primark-hoodie, compared to Niall, who looks like he's wearing money itself. There are exotic plants placed around the room, a marine fish tank, a super-modern chandelier dangling from the ceiling. Niall flashes his key to the receptionist, and she gives the slightest of nods before we slip down a very long coridoor. The floors are covered in a black carpet, the walls licked with teal. We approach another coridoor, and finally we stop. Niall opens the door, a thick scent of lynx choking my throat. I try not to cough, and I can already guess that I've turned purple. He stretches out an arm, letting me in first. I hold my breath and enter. I'm slightly disappointed to see that there aren't any fish tanks, large fancy windows, or plants. It's more of an expensive bed room that fell upside down, then blew up or something. It's even messier than my brother's room. And that's something. As I walk further into the room, Niall following, a voice appears.

"Wel-come Ni-all." It's electronic and coming from nowhere and I can't help but freak. Niall laughs.

"Calm down, it's just this!" He reaches up pointing to a monitor in the ceiling. "It scans who comes in and who goes out."

"I understand why this is five star now," I say sarcastically. "They have people living in the ceiling saying hello and goodbye." Niall chuckles, and flops onto his bed and flicks out his phone. Suddenly I hear a noise emerging from the bathroom. It sounds like a woman singing. I give Niall a petrified, questioning look and he almost falls off the bed laughing. Then I find out who the mystery woman is. Louis prances out in his bathrobe, hair slicked back with shower water, which is now dripping everywhere. I snort, and he sees me, opens his mouth to scream, then shuts it again. He gives me a big cheesy grin.

"I beg your pardon, but I do not believe we have met," he says, holding out his hand for me to shake. I do so, and get Louis' dirty shower water all over my palm. Hey, I'm not complaining. It's Louis. Suddenly, I realise he reminds me of Alan Carr. Is that worrying? "What's your name, hun?"

"Umouhaly," I blubble. Oh my god, I sound stupid. I'm starstruck, I can't help it. "I mean, Emily. I'm Emily."

"Brilliant! Well I'm Louis-"

"God's sake I know who you are!" I say, playfully hitting him. His hand slips and the bathrobe falls off, revealing everything I've never wanted to see. Well, actually that's a lie. Everything I've dreamed of seeing, but I cringe. "Oh my god!"

"Ooh, you're a fiesty one, aren't you?" he laughs, picking up his bathrobe and putting it on again, tighter this time. "I think I might have to get changed..."

With that Louis disappears, and then the door flings open. Harry, Zayn and Jenny enter. Jenny!! We both hug for like, ever and she whispers into my hair, "I just took a ride with Harry and Zayn."

We pull away and do a very quiet squeal. Harry comes over and Jenny smiles.
"This is Emily, my best friend. Emily this is Harry..."
"Thank you Jenny. I have no idea who Harry Styles is," I tease. Harry smiles and I get more starstruck.

"Hi Emily," he says, winking. Although he says it more like "em-uh-ly". I beam. Then I catch Zayn staring my way, and I feel as if I've had a drug overdose. Just to add to everything, that's when Liam just decides to run in the room topless screaming, "Some mad fan girl just stole my top!!".

The. Best. Day. Ever.

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