"I'll try to get back as soon as possible" I told Mari as I slipped on a pair of sunglasses, a sweatshirt and brought up the hood. I hope no one notices me... I looked at the building Justin had texted me to go to. I sighed as I saw a crowd of teenage girls swarming around the place. Most of them were from middle school girls (8th graders) and some high schoolers (freshmen and sophomores). I adjusted my sunglasses and wanted nothing more and to go back and take my finals. Knowing that this was New York City, it was already busy on a daily basis. I exhaled a deep breath before making my way to the back of the building. Thankfully, all the girls were in the front. I wasn't looking where I was going so while I was looking behind me, I bumped right smack into someone else. I was able to catch myself before falling completely.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry, I-" the girl began and I looked up to see her eyes widened. I furrowed my eyes in confusion, but then realized that my hood and sunglasses must have fallen off. I brought my hands to face, and head. Shit. I quickly picked up my sunglasses and pulled up my hood. It was my turn to have my eyes widen as she shouted, "You're-you're Lynn, right? Oh my G-" I clamped my hands over her mouth and stopped her just in time before she got other people's attention. I sighed in relief that she was able to calm herself and that everyone was too focused on the front doors of the building.
"If I let go, will you please not scream?" I whispered, hoping she would oblige. She nodded vigorously and I let go slowly.
"You're Lynn right? As in *HauteBrilliance?" she asked, staring at me, making sure she wasn't seeing things. I nodded slightly and I could see she was fangirling and trying to act natural. So she was a Belieber and a Lynnatic. Her eyes lit up and I felt my heart warm seeing how excited she was. I always loved meeting fans. "If it doesn't trouble you too much, can I have an autograph and a picture?" she asked hopeful.
"Of course" I said, pulling out a Sharpie that happened to be in my pocket. She squealed as she handed me a picture of me and Justin. It was pretty recent and I remember it was from last year. It made me smile seeing it again.
"So who am I signing this to?" I ask.
"Me. Kathryn, but people call me Katie" she smiled at me. I smiled warmly back at her. It somewhat faltered when I saw marks and bruises on her arms. It looked like cuts and that she was hit and abused. I uncapped the pen and wrote: To Katie, Never let anyone bring you down. Don't let what people say hurt you. What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. Stay beautiful and stay strong :) <3 -Lynn. I finished it and handed it back to her. She gave me a weak smile and nodded, pulling the sleeves of her shirt down more. "Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me" she said her voice cracking slightly. She smiled brightly again as she snapped the picture. She turned to leave, but I pulled her back.
"Can you keep it a secret that I was here?" I ask her. She nodded and I continued, "Do you have a Twitter?". She nodded again and I added, "Give me your Twitter, and I'll follow you". Her smile grew bigger, which I didn't think was even possible.
"It's @KatieKatKitten" Katie said merrily. I wrote it down across my arm. It was in Sharpie so it would be a pain in the ass to clean off, but I didn't have paper so oh well. I waved bye to her and headed into the building, thankfully with no more mishaps. I realized that it wasn't Justin here because I saw two other changing areas. One said '5SOS' and the other said 'One Direction'. Luckily, Justin's people recognized me, so I was able to easily get in.
"He's somewhere over there that way" one of the crew told me and pointed into the direction to where a group of guys were. I instantly knew them to be One Direction and 5SOS. I recalled Justin telling me how they were collaborating or something like that. I sighed, and ended up walking up to them. I heard a few whistles coming from the group and couldn't help rolling my eyes. "Hey are you a fan or something?" one of them asked, I think Calum...or was that Michael? I honestly didn't know. I opened my mouth to answer but another voice spoke up.
"Did you give one of the security guys out there a blow job to get in?" and Irish accent said. I looked over to see it was Niall. Alana's sister talked about One Direction so much and me being around those two, caused me to knw things I didn't really want to know about them. So that meant I knew all their names and even recognized them by their voices.
"Excuse me?" I said, trying to be polite and not sound insulted, even though that was what just happened. I was insulted by Niall Horan. I thought all the boys were supposed to be nice and from what I heard, a lot of the girls really liked him. So far with his attitude, I didn't see how that was possible. I saw the curly haired one, and another brunette with brown eyes nudge him. At least they weren't egging him on. Maybe they were not rude like Niall.
"You heard me. You're probably a slut, right?" he said again. I felt my blood boil and wanted to slap him in the face so much, but restrained myself. I didn't say anything because I knew I'd end up saying something that was not Lynn like.
"Sorry Love, he didn't mean that" Louis apologized for him.
"Actually I did" Niall corrected. He was looking at me up and down. It was like he was undressing me with his eyes. I felt like I was on display. I could feel the eyes of 5SOS on me too and it was not the least bit flattering. I suddenly became self-conscious of my fitter sweatshirt and cropped leggings I was in. It definitely showed off my toned legs and butt. I was about to say something, when I felt a pair of arms around me.
"Lynn! You're here" Justin said happily. I smiled and turned before seeing confused expressions on the other guys.
"Yup, here I am" I said, handing him the folder he needed and was about to leave. I needed to get back and I really didn't want to be around Niall either. I was about to leave when Justin pulled me back.
"You're not going to stay?" he asked. I looked at him with a puzzled look. Wow, did he really forget I had classes, and more importantly, finals?
"I really got to go back. You do realize I have class and finals actually. I'm going to be late" I inform him, in the most nonchalant way possible.
"Shit! I forgot...Sorry...that's why you weren't responding to my calls..." Justin said really just realizing I was sitll in school. Not everyone stops at high school Justin. Some people actually go to college... I giggle at his response and turn to leave. As I walk away, I hear them talking about me.
"Who was that?" I hear Liam ask Justin. "Oh, you mean Lynn? She's my sister" he answers. "She's hot" Ashton says, I think. I roll my eyes at his piggish comment. Ugh. I hated guys like that. Before I leave out the door, I turn to see Justin laughing with them. Niall's actually cute when he laughs...I snap myself out of that. Did I just think Niall Horan was cute? He just insulted me and basically called me a slutty whore? What is wrong with me? In the midst of my thoughts, I remember something and am forced to go back.
"Ah! She's back! Couldn't stay away from us now could you?" Ashton asks me with a wink. The boys look intently at me, including Niall. Again, all eyes were on me.
"Decide to ditch and stay here with us?" Justin asks.
"No, I just forgot to tell you you'll be performing at a charity even this weekend at my school" I tell him.
"I will if you will" he bargains.
"Nah. I'll pass. It's not really my scene and you're going to do it anyways, it's good publicity for you after you know what happened" I said walking away, not even waiting for him to answer.
"You used too!" he shouts. I don't answer and he adds, "Bye Nerd!" I smile at his name for me. He used to call me that all the time back then because I was exceptionally good in school while he barely got a C in his classes.
"Later Popstar" I wave without turning back.
*A/N: HauteBrilliance is an actual Beauty Guru's name on YouTube. I just used the name for this story because it fit well. I don not own the name. All rights go to Aspyn, aka HauteBrilliance. All rights are reserved.