Being Danielle Peazer

Hi, I'm Gemma Daly. I'm eighteen and currently playing the double role of Danielle Peazer. I didn't choose the Peazer life, it chose me. I play as Danielle when she's too tired or busy to go outside for publicity stunts with her boyfriend, Liam Payne. Its not that bad, only when we have to kiss, Danielle doesn't mind but I do, because I'm truly madly deeply falling for a boy called Liam Payne.


8. Tired


Gemma’s P.O.V:

We waited patiently in the foyer of the hotel for damn Management, well all of us except Eleanor who was hopping around in the seat impatiently. She was muttering in disgust about how we’re going to be late and miss out,

“This is not good enough for Management! When we were late to a meeting before they killed us! Ugh! I hate how they have so much power and too much spare time to mess with us! We’re gonna be late! Louis can't you do anything!”

Louis shook his head sadly at his upset girlfriend, they both started pouting furiously at the ground while Liam and I both looked at each other awkwardly, me wanting nothing more than for the ground to swallow me up, Liam looks like he wants the same thing. Eventually after twenty pain-staking minutes of Louis and Eleanor muttering profanities to each other about Management, the gods finally arrived; well they think they are anyways. Eleanor threw her hands up to heaven dramatically as Louis muttered,

“Speaking of the devil, or in this case; devils.”

I smiled gratefully at Liam who kept his impatience at bay; likewise I had gnawed at my nails. Not because I couldn’t wait to go to the festival it was because the heat in the fancy hotel nearly had me sweating in shorts and a skinny top!

Management directed us to a different conference room but it was extremely alike to the last one except this one had a window but just one and you couldn’t even look out because the blinds were so unrevealing, that’s the only word I can think of to describe them. Management sat near the top in their tight designer suits, they look stiff and worn out; like coarse wool that has been aged and is stiff with age and constant washing. I gulped and it must have pretty loud as Liam turned to look at me, he raised an eyebrow at me; I think he was trying to be serious but he looked so cute and funny that I snorted which caused him to erupt into big throaty laughs, his laughter bouncing off the walls of the dreary- looking room. One of the stiff-looking men who stood like an iron poker cleared his throat angrily at Liam who suddenly stopped and looked around, almost as if he forgot where he is. I laugh but disguise it as a cough which doesn't please the stiff man at all; he glares at both of us. I look up at Louis and Eleanor who are wearing angel-like faces; my face must be stretched with guilt. Louis’ fist flies up to his mouth and he cough-laughs like I did earlier, Eleanor hides her face in her hands as she burst into fits of giggles.

Eventually a few stern-looking men calm us down, I must say, it wasn’t easy. I can't imagine what it would have been like if the rest of the boys were there, it would have been pandemonium or should I say 1Demonium. I did not just do that, I did not just do those things like fans do! So back to what is actually happening, those idiots that we don’t even know their names so we call Management are going through the whole recital of one hundred rules we should not break. And as usual, they know I'm not listening so they call my name when they’re specifying what rule I have to live by.


I perk up in my seat, Louis mutters something and Eleanor giggles at me, I give the thumbs up, knowing that they’re next for the lecture. I nod quickly to the stupid stiff people, hehe I'm so evil; I even have my own nickname for them. I shake my head free of my childish thoughts and tune in to what the stern man has to say,

“As usual Danielle has skipped off again and you’re the replacement, act like Danielle. That’s enough for now, this meeting is over, enjoy the festival and don’t make a shame of the 1D name.”

Liam and I both share a nervous glance, no that doesn’t put any pressure on us- hint my sarcasm. They never said anything like that before and I have been at this job for like a year and a half! I begin to bite my already short nails nervously as we file out of the stuffy, plain room and back out to the foyer. Louis and Eleanor stay quiet as Liam and I both process what they said. You see, Louis and Eleanor aren’t really affected by Management’s words, ever. As far as I can remember they have always just ignored them and forget everything they say but today they stay quiet as Liam and I continue to rethink everything that just happened. Liam looks at me thoughtfully as he helps me into the limo; he slides in beside me as Eleanor and Louis hop in dully. I glance at Eleanor, who is biting her lip sadly staring at the floor, it’s clear that she’s lost in her thoughts. Louis is holding her hand worriedly and watching her face for any recognition of happiness. I turn to Liam who glances at me, I frown at him and he replies by shrugging. I sigh and look out the window; paps have cameras facing the limos tinted windows. I try to smile but fail terribly; I turn away and hide my face in Liam’s shoulder. Louis and Eleanor are too upset to notice that we aren’t even outside and that I’m not even acting.

A few hours later Liam is helping me back into the same limo, all of us in better, higher spirits. The festival was fun, it really was. Once we got out of the limo we all seemed to have forgotten what Management said and we really enjoyed ourselves. Louis and Eleanor left for a bit to have some private time and so did Liam and I, Liam really was romantic today. I genuinely felt like I was his girlfriend, I think we actually looked like the real Payzer or even better. He kissed me and did all the kind of things that genuine couples do, I enjoyed it and I bet Management would be proud. I fell asleep in the limo on the way home. When I wake, we’re outside the hotel. I sit up straight and accept Liam’s helping hand to pull me out of the limo. Paparazzi are everywhere with their stupid flash cameras, I don’t need Liam to help me I automatically duck my head and hold my hand up to my eyes to block out the bright flashes. All of us stumble into the lobby; all of us are extremely tired again. There were loads of famous acts at the festival and I really enjoyed myself. 

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