The famous Daughter ( A One Direction fan fiction)

Fiona is a 17 year old girl from London. She is one of the new VS angels. Because of her parents, Fiona get to meet many famous people! Her mother is an manager and her father is an worldwide known actor, Tom Hiddelston! Fiona have to learn to live with all the fame, and at some point it gets easier for every minute she live? But what happens when she meets a curtain boy-band? would she fall in love or would she be heartbroken? Read and find out! ;)

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3. Chapter 3

 

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Chapter 3

Fiona’s POV:

Beautiful eyes were staring at me, from the face of an angel. – I recognized the face but I don’t know who he was, or where I’ve seen him before.
“Fiona?” He said looking me straight in the eyes, trying to help cleaning my dress.
“Do I know you?” I couldn’t decide whether this was good or bad. I promised myself before I wouldn’t like any guys, and this one’s quite sweet. 
“Uhm... I think so? I’m Louis. Louis Tomlinson, from Doncaster. I kind of baby sited you when we were younger, I’m not sure if you remember me.” Oh. My. GOD! Now I recognize him. I haven’t spoken to him in what seemed like ages.
“Louis! Oh god! How are you? Why are you here?” I couldn’t help myself but to hug him.
 “I’m fine, how about you? It’s been a while huh?” I nod. It’s been more than a while.
“Yeah it has. I’m fine too, thank you, Louis.” He’s about to say something when a tall guy grabs his arm.
“Lou, we got to do something about him. He can’t just sit there all night” The tall guy nods in direction of the bar and let his eyes slide over to me, and then back at Louis.
“Are you two hooking up, Lou!?” he asked while looking at me with big eyes. What? Me with Louis!? Oh god. I can’t help but laughing.
“No, we’re not - Louis swung his arm around my waist, and looked at the tall guy.
“Of course I’m hooking up with her, Zayn”. He rolls his eyes at the tall guy – I think he’s called Zayn. “Right Love?” Louis looks at me and winks.
"Oh.. Ehm, Louis and I are just old friends. He watched over me when I was younger. He’s like a brother to me, nothing more.” I smile at Zayn and hear Louis mumbles ‘party-killer’ to me.
Louis and Zayn start talking about that guy again. “Lou, I need to go now, but I can give you my number so we can keep in touch”. After we got each other’s phone numbers, I got myself excused.

 I could really use a drink about now. The bar isn’t as crowded as I expected it to be. I order, without hesitation, a kind of martini-ish drink. I don’t really drink that much, but I want it to change.
The music pumped in the floor as the crowd in the bar started to leave to dance.  
A guy next to me kept sitting at his spot though.  Dirty blond hair – or is it brown? I can’t tell. Wonderful brown eyes, straight stomach, nice outfit. He looks sweet. I start to wonder if that’s the guy Louis and Zayn was talking about. But something is wrong.  

“Hi. I’m Fiona” I watched him, as he looked up. He’s been crying. His eyes are red and his eyelashes wet.
“You don’t look like you’re alright?” The guy looked up but only shocked his head.
“I’m fine”, but I don’t believe him. He’s at a party god damn it!
“You know what I think? You’re just as miserable as I am. I mean... it’s clear that you have some sort of problems, and even though I don’t know it, I’m sure you’d get over with it by time.” He doesn’t answer. Okay, time to use another tactic. “I have this stepmother I don’t like. My parents got divorced a few years ago. It’s hard sometimes, but I survive. My dad found another lady. I can’t stand her and she hates me. She’s always trying to get rid of me, to get my dad to herself. I’m staying with my mother soon. I’m actually glad that I’m with her. My dad and his girlfriend need some time alone. It would have been easier to get over their break up if I still had someone to be there for me. But about a month before my parents broke up my boyfriend left me…” He looked up. So that was it. He had been breaking up with someone!
 

“Thanks.” He looks me in the eye and let me sit next to him. “I’m Liam” He says. I’ve heard the name before, but I don’t know where. Of course I have. Liam is a popular name. OMG Fiona what’s wrong with you for god sake.
“Nice to meet you, Liam.” I reached out to shake his hand, and he smiles and accepts it. “I’m sorry about your break up.” He looks up like he’s about to say ‘how did you knew?’.  “I saw you reaction when I mentioned my break up with my boyfriend”, I explained.
“She cheated on me. I don’t know why.”  His eyes got sad, and it kind of hurt to see him like that.
“Hey. If she cheated she wasn’t worth it”. I try to smile the best I can and drink some of my, sort of, Martini.
 

A few moments past where none of us says anything.
“You’re the model who opened the show, right?” I nodded, impressed that he remembered it.
“You totally nailed it out there. I was sitting with the guys and watched the show. They kept talking about the first model. You – ehm - did it pretty good.” He blushed lightly and I can’t help but smile.
“The guys?” He looked at me, like I’m supposed to know who they were.
“Yeah, you know.. Louis, harry, Za-“
“You’re the sad guy Louis and Zayn was talking about?” I might have yelled a little higher than I had meant to.
“I didn’t know they had talked about me, but I guess I am. Do you know Louis and Zayn?” He looked surprised.
“Yeah... I’ve known Louis since I was a little girl and I just met Zayn before getting over to you.”
He smiled, but didn’t reply.
The night went on with a lot of small talks and the conversations was getting easier the more we got something to drink and got to know each other a little better.

Suddenly it hit me. I had promised to be home ‘early’.
“Liam, look I have to go home. Can I give you my number for another time?”
“Sure, Fiona. Here is my number”. He handles me a card and ads, “Write to me when you get home… Can I follow you to the door? I’m leaving as well too and it’s getting late.” I agree and we walk to the door. Before I thought about hugging and just walk home by myself. The light in the house is on, so it can’t be THAT late. Can it?
 

 “”At the house”””


“Where have you been, young lady?” Shit. My dad’s furious. “Do you know what time it is?!”
I realize I haven’t checked my watch or phone. “No. I’m not. Is it late?”
“IS IT LATE! DO YOU KNOW HOW WORRIED I was!? It’s god damn 3 in the middle of the night! Go to bed! You have to buy a new dress tomorrow for the premiere.” He sights and crosses his arms across his chest. Damn. He really IS mad. I walk to my room and slams the door. I’m changing my clothes, removing my make-up and crawls into bed. I text Liam right away. ‘Hey Liam. Sorry it got so late. Fiona x’

 

Tom’s POV:
I haven’t been this mad in a while. I’m going to tell her what’s right and what’s wrong tomorrow.
Her door slams. Jacqueline shows up in the door.
“Did I do anything wrong?” Her head shakes.
“No honey. She’s just tired I guess. I think she overreacts, she’s a teenager after all.”
I can’t help but feel like I have done something wrong. I shouldn’t act like this to my own daughter.
I think it’s good that she’s going to stay with Louise in a week or two. We both need it.
Lately we have been fighting over the tiniest things. We defiantly need some time away from each other.

 

Liam POV:

Oh god it’s late. I need to go home and get some rest. We have a photo shoot tomorrow and I need to be fresh. I looked at my watch and it said 02:45. I got to the front of the bands apartment block, where we all have our own apartment.  I looked up to see if any of the boys were awake, but I couldn’t see any light. I took my keys from my pocket and put it in the hole. I opened the door, turned the lights on and saw the boys looking pissed off.

“Where have you been Liam?” Louis asked with a harsh tone. “At the club Lou” “You were at the club? At the club?....were you at the club!” “Where else should I be Lou?”. “ You should be home and rest. We have a photo shoot tomorrow”, Niall said. “What the hell were you thinking?” Zayn said mad. “Do you know how worried we were when we found out you weren’t home” Harry said frustrated.   “Boys I’m okay please let it go and let’s talk tomorrow because I’m too tired to talk now,” I said running to my room. I took my shirt and pants off and changed. I lay on my bed and then my door opened. Louis stepped in. “ Liam are you okay bro?”. “No….I’m tired. Let’s talk tomorrow instead okay”. “ Okay goodnight Liam.” Louis said and closed the door. I took my phone out and saw a text from Fiona.

 

Fiona: Hey Liam. Sorry it got so late x

 

Liam: Hey. No it’s not your fault it’s mine x

 

Fiona:  No, it’s not. Please, don’t blame yourself x

 

Liam: But it is. It was me who told you my life story aha ;) x

 

Fiona: hahaha yeeeah you’re right. But I told mine too ;) xx

 

Liam: It’s our both faults babe ;) x

 

Fiona: Aha  yeah we are both guilty :) x

 

Liam: Great, now we both agree :)x

 

Fiona: I’m sorry but I need to go now Liam, Long day tomorrow :(x

 

Liam: yeah I should too.. goodnight babe :)x

 

Fiona: Night…BABE ;)xx

 

Liam: HAHAHA.. :) x

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End of Chapter 3!

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