Born 2 Hate U

I never expected to land a record deal.... I never expected to meet One Direction... Heck, I never expected to hate them either....


==================================================================================================================== The name is Arie Scott. Being best friends with X Factor judge Demi Lovato, has it's advantages, parties, boys, premieres, boys... She might've even landed me the record deal of a lifetime...



When she gets me the deal of a life time, I grab it.



But that sweet little deal comes with a price....



Five little months with a certain boyband...



You must be like ohh you lucky beach-ball....



I would be lucky...



That is if we didn't hate each other...

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6. Shower Time

I woke up in my bed...like normal. But something didn't feel right. It was quiet. Like it should be for -6:30AM. It just didn't feel right. It was...too quiet. The kind of quiet in a horror movie before you get killed. You know the eerie, scary quiet. Or the quiet that is awkward. The one after you accidentally blurt out that you would want to shag five British along with one Irish boy, on a popular UK TV show. Yeah, Im gonna go with the first choice and see if it a ll plays out OK. 



I got out of my bed a slipped on my slippers. Slipped on my slippers, lol. I pulled on a hoodie, cuz it was damn right cold and walked out into the main room. It was still very very quiet. Quieter than the libraries back in NYC. And lemme tell you something, those libraries were dang quiet. You can here someone whispering from ten aisles away. No that was quiet. No one was in the living room area so I walked farther into the suite. There was a note on the counter. I picked it up. In Demi's neat cursive script it said: 



Hey Arie, Went to breakfeast w/ the boys. 



Dnt wanna wake u. U needed that rest. 



We should b bak soon. 



Luv ya, 



Demi xoxo 



I sighed and crumpled up the note. Thanks alot, Demi. I plopped down on the couch. I turned on the TV and layed back on the couch even further. The channel was on some special about how Technology is rotting kids brains...OOPS! Oh well...Most kids become strippers now in days. No offense to strippers or kids. I groaned and slammed my head into a pillow. I screamed loudly.

IM SO BORREEEDDDD.

Why did Demi have to leave with the Dick crew? Why coudn't she have left Liam with me? He was legit turning into my BFB...BFTB to be exact. Do you not understand? Ugg fine..BFTB= Best Friend That's a Boy...DUHH! I heard rustling in the doorway. Bags were dropped and shoes were being kicked off.

"Arie? Are you all right?", I didn't answer.

"Do you think she's dead?", Harry asked

. I tried my best to keep from hysterically laughing. I bit my lip harshly to keep from laughing. Bad idea...my lip started to bleed. I could taste the metalic flavor on my tongue. I felt myself getting dizzy.

My grip tightened on the couch- FUCK IM FALLINGGG *thump* I fell off the couch. Shit.

"ARIE! MY LOVE!", A thick Bradford accent said. I opened my eyes. Oh hey...there. Zayn looked very sexy. His hair was now in a quiff and he had a new tatoo on his arm. Not to mention that he was already sexy.

I giggled slightly. "Hey Zayn." He smiled and walked over to me. "Need any help?" I nodded and took his outstretched hand. He lifted me up with ease.

"Hey, there.", he smiled. I blushed and looked down. ARIE STOP THIS! NOW! YOU CANNOT LIKE ZAYN! EVER! HE'S ONE OF THEM. I shook my head and grabbed my hand away from Zayn.

"I have to go take a shower." His face fell. Oops? I walked into the bathroom with my clothes and undressed. I felt the hot water run down my back and I instantly felt better.

My back loosend up and I felt less tense. Now, back to mentally beating my self up: STOP THIS ARIE! YOU CANT LIKE ANY OF THEM EXCEPT FOR JOSH, OR LIAM! NO MATTER HOW HOT THEY LOOK...OR HOW CUTE HIS EYES ARE.... I was so lost in thought that I didn't see Harry walk in.

I heard the water run and I instantly jumped.

"HARRY!", I screamed. He looked at me up and down and then winked.

"YOU ARE SO LUCKY THIS IS A BLUE CURTAIN AND NOT A CLEAR ONE.", I screamed. He looked at me. "IF YOU DONT LEAVE, IM GOING TO CUT OFF YOUR DICK AND SELL IT TO BABY PROSTITUTES....or STRAIGHTEN YOUR HAIR...OR BOTH.", his eyes widened and he left. My work here is done...

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