Unexpected Fate
Chapter 24
-A Few Days Later-
Aria POV
The past few days had drug by. I had only left my apartment once and fans circled me, some asking for pictures and others calling me names. I decided after that, it was just best to stay inside. I had been looking for jobs and quite a few magazine places were interested in me saying, “You’re willing to go all out there for a job and that’s what we are looking for.” I decided it was just best to decline their offers, seeing as I didn’t want to get caught up in anything like this again.
But after many failed attempts, I finally found a part time job that was work from home that I could do until I found a steadier job. It didn’t pay much, but it was enough to just barely get me by, but as long as I wasn’t starving and a hobo, that’s all that mattered.
I hadn’t talked to anyone since I got back, and that was Suzan. I was quite shocked that my mother hadn’t called me since before Christmas, considering she always ends up calling me to tell me ‘I told you so’, but I had received nothing. Maybe it was for the best.
So, basically for the past few days, I had been mopping around my apartment, eating junk food and working on the computer. Did I mention I was also wearing Harry’s Jack Wills hoodie? Yeah, I was pathetic and depressed, but I didn’t care.
I was typing away at the computer when my Skype started beeping. I pulled it up to see a video chat from Gemma. I automatically froze, debating on whether or not I wanted decline it. I liked Gemma, she was such a lovely girl, but I knew that I had screwed over her brother, and if I was in her shoes, I would have no kind words to say to me. Trying to be a good person, I answered the video call. My hair was in a messy pony tail and I was wearing no makeup, needless to say I looked like crap, while Gemma looked beautiful.
Her face was grave but she forced a smile, “Hey.”
I smiled at her slightly, “Hey.”
An awkward silence occurred and she just looked at me from the screen. She took a deep breath, “Look, I’m not here to yell at you or say harsh things. My mum and I talked about it once we found out before I left for Uni, and we both know that in the end, you love Harry and gave up everything for him. I want you to know that I don’t hate you for what you have done and neither does mum. I still want to be friends, no matter what happens between you and Harry.”
I looked at her, choosing my words, “Thank you, Gemma… Really. It seriously lifts a load off of my shoulders knowing that you and Anne don’t hate me. It was wrong, what I did and I don’t expect you to forgive me.”
She smiled, “You had your reasons.” She paused, “Harry told mum that he said some pretty unforgiving things to you…”
I looked down and then back up, nodding. She continued, “You know he didn’t mean them, right? He was just being an insensitive bloke.”
I chuckled, “I’m not mad at him for what he said.”
She looked confused, “Then why haven’t you tired to talk to him?”
I sighed, “Because what I did was horrible, unforgiving, really. I’m afraid he wouldn’t want to talk to me…”
Her voice raised, “Rubbish! You too are exactly alike. Both are afraid to make the first move. One of you has to take the chance, Aria, or both of you are going to be sitting ducks.”
I laughed at her word choices and she shot me a look, “You’re right…”
This time Gemma laughed, “I usually am. You look vile, by the way.”
My mouth dropped open, “Gee, thanks, Gem.”
She giggled, “Oh, you know I adore you… You just… Look like you need a shower.” She wrinkled her nose, causing me to laugh. Someone yelled in the background, causing her to yell, “Alright!”
She rolled her eyes, “I gotta go. Talk to you soon, yeah?”
I nodded and we both said our goodbyes, exiting the chat. I felt relieved knowing that she and Anne didn’t hate me like I thought they would. I knew Gemma was right about one of us making the first move but I still thought he might want space… If I crowded him, it would only make things worse. So, once again, I chicken out.
Suzan’s POV
After a short Christmas break, it was time to head back to work and time to put my plan into action. After talking to Aria, I had the urge to help her in any way possible and there was one way I knew I could help. I had been planning this for the past few days. I wasn’t sure at first how I was going to go about it, but then it hit me.
I tucked a loose blonde strand of hair behind my ear and smiled as the elevator door dinged open. Four women and two black suited men exited but I zoned in on one person specifically: Perrie Edwards. She was smiling at me with red lips, contrasting with her light skin and hair. She batted her fake eyelashes at me and it took every ounce of self control not to roll my eyes.
I knew my plan could potentially get me caught and fired, but did I care? No. After Aria quit, things just weren’t the same. This young lady had come into this company with dreams and hopes and such courage, touching my heart. I had looked up to her in a way, even though she was younger than I. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for her, even though she might protest.
I plastered a fake smile on my face, never taking my eyes off of Perrie, “You must be Little Mix. You’re interview is running a little late, but if you will follow me down the hall, the interviewer will be with you shortly.”
They all smiled at me, nodding and I stepped from behind the desk, and leading them in the same room I led One Direction to meet Aria. Okay, so, it wasn’t just a coincidence that the interview was running late. Since I scheduled everything, I kind of told the interview a later time than I told the girl’s manager… Ops.
They took their seats, chatting together. Before I left I asked them if they needed anything, and they politely declined. I went behind my desk and waited. Did I forget to mention that I told the interviewer the scheduled time was two hours LATER than the actual time? Opps again.
About thirty minutes later, I heard high heels coming down the hall. I pretended not to notice and then it stopped and someone cleared their throat. I looked up, seeing the one and only, Perrie. Perfect. It’s all going according to plan. I smiled at her, “Yes?”
She snarled at me slightly and a bitchy tone filled her accented voice, “Is this interview going to start or what?”
I just kept smiling at her, “I’m sorry… There were some scheduling misunderstandings. He should be here any minute.”
She rolled her eyes and began to turn away, “Could I get an autograph for my niece? She’s a huge fan of yours.”
Perrie turned back around, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder, “Sure. Name?”
“Anya.”
I handed her a pen and piece of paper, and then I took out my phone as she wrote a message and her signature. I managed to turn on my voice recorder without her noticing. She slid the piece of paper to me, slamming the pen down on the counter, “That all?”
“Actually, I was wondering how Harry is doing, since you decided to take it into your own hands and split him and Aria up?”
She narrowed her blue eyes at me, “I didn’t split them up. She did that all on her own.”
I kept up my sweet tone, “But didn’t you tell her about the article?”
Her voice became a little angry, “Yes.”
I pushed her a little further, “Why?”
She was becoming irritated, “I don’t really think that is any of your business.”
I raised both of my hands up, “Hey, I hate her as much as you do. She was a total bitch when she worked here; always bossed me around to get her coffee.”
She quirked an eyebrow at me then narrowed her eyes, “Really…”
I nodded my head, “I think how you handled the whole situation was totally genius. I just wanted to know what your reasoning was.”
She fell silent for a minute, trying to decide whether she could trust me with what she was about to say. I just looked at her innocently and then her red lips turned into a smirk and she leaned in closer, “You really wanna know?”
I nodded and she continued, “I told her I knew she was up to something and I would tell everyone in a heartbeat, when I truthfully didn’t know anything. I just wanted to scare the little bitch, and then I found out she had actually been up to something, which just made it all the better. I hadn’t liked her from the moment I heard about her because she was a nobody who thought she could just sweep into the boys lives and act like she was somebody. But then fate turned in my favor.” Her lips curled up into a snarling smirk.
My jaw almost dropped open at her words and I worked to compose myself. I looked at her and the corner of my lip turned up into a smirk, “Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.”
She continued smiling, “Thank you. Now that she’s gone, maybe I could console Harry, if you know what I mean.” She winked at me.
My eyes bugged out a little, “I thought you were with Zayn?”
She continued smirking, “Babe, Zayn is great, but every woman wants a little taste of Harry Styles, and what better timing than when he is in a fragile state.”
She turned on her heels, walking back down to the interview room. I was totally shocked. So she hated Aria because she was basically poor and she wanted to shag Harry… WOW. I picked up my phone, saving the recording and smiling to myself. Mission Get Info From Barbie Bitch: COMPLETE.
Aria POV
The past few days had drug by. I had only left my apartment once and fans circled me, some asking for pictures and others calling me names. I decided after that, it was just best to stay inside. I had been looking for jobs and quite a few magazine places were interested in me saying, “You’re willing to go all out there for a job and that’s what we are looking for.” I decided it was just best to decline their offers, seeing as I didn’t want to get caught up in anything like this again.
But after many failed attempts, I finally found a part time job that was work from home that I could do until I found a steadier job. It didn’t pay much, but it was enough to just barely get me by, but as long as I wasn’t starving and a hobo, that’s all that mattered.
I hadn’t talked to anyone since I got back, and that was Suzan. I was quite shocked that my mother hadn’t called me since before Christmas, considering she always ends up calling me to tell me ‘I told you so’, but I had received nothing. Maybe it was for the best.
So, basically for the past few days, I had been mopping around my apartment, eating junk food and working on the computer. Did I mention I was also wearing Harry’s Jack Wills hoodie? Yeah, I was pathetic and depressed, but I didn’t care.
I was typing away at the computer when my Skype started beeping. I pulled it up to see a video chat from Gemma. I automatically froze, debating on whether or not I wanted decline it. I liked Gemma, she was such a lovely girl, but I knew that I had screwed over her brother, and if I was in her shoes, I would have no kind words to say to me. Trying to be a good person, I answered the video call. My hair was in a messy pony tail and I was wearing no makeup, needless to say I looked like crap, while Gemma looked beautiful.
Her face was grave but she forced a smile, “Hey.”
I smiled at her slightly, “Hey.”
An awkward silence occurred and she just looked at me from the screen. She took a deep breath, “Look, I’m not here to yell at you or say harsh things. My mum and I talked about it once we found out before I left for Uni, and we both know that in the end, you love Harry and gave up everything for him. I want you to know that I don’t hate you for what you have done and neither does mum. I still want to be friends, no matter what happens between you and Harry.”
I looked at her, choosing my words, “Thank you, Gemma… Really. It seriously lifts a load off of my shoulders knowing that you and Anne don’t hate me. It was wrong, what I did and I don’t expect you to forgive me.”
She smiled, “You had your reasons.” She paused, “Harry told mum that he said some pretty unforgiving things to you…”
I looked down and then back up, nodding. She continued, “You know he didn’t mean them, right? He was just being an insensitive bloke.”
I chuckled, “I’m not mad at him for what he said.”
She looked confused, “Then why haven’t you tired to talk to him?”
I sighed, “Because what I did was horrible, unforgiving, really. I’m afraid he wouldn’t want to talk to me…”
Her voice raised, “Rubbish! You too are exactly alike. Both are afraid to make the first move. One of you has to take the chance, Aria, or both of you are going to be sitting ducks.”
I laughed at her word choices and she shot me a look, “You’re right…”
This time Gemma laughed, “I usually am. You look vile, by the way.”
My mouth dropped open, “Gee, thanks, Gem.”
She giggled, “Oh, you know I adore you… You just… Look like you need a shower.” She wrinkled her nose, causing me to laugh. Someone yelled in the background, causing her to yell, “Alright!”
She rolled her eyes, “I gotta go. Talk to you soon, yeah?”
I nodded and we both said our goodbyes, exiting the chat. I felt relieved knowing that she and Anne didn’t hate me like I thought they would. I knew Gemma was right about one of us making the first move but I still thought he might want space… If I crowded him, it would only make things worse. So, once again, I chicken out.
Suzan’s POV
After a short Christmas break, it was time to head back to work and time to put my plan into action. After talking to Aria, I had the urge to help her in any way possible and there was one way I knew I could help. I had been planning this for the past few days. I wasn’t sure at first how I was going to go about it, but then it hit me.
I tucked a loose blonde strand of hair behind my ear and smiled as the elevator door dinged open. Four women and two black suited men exited but I zoned in on one person specifically: Perrie Edwards. She was smiling at me with red lips, contrasting with her light skin and hair. She batted her fake eyelashes at me and it took every ounce of self control not to roll my eyes.
I knew my plan could potentially get me caught and fired, but did I care? No. After Aria quit, things just weren’t the same. This young lady had come into this company with dreams and hopes and such courage, touching my heart. I had looked up to her in a way, even though she was younger than I. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for her, even though she might protest.
I plastered a fake smile on my face, never taking my eyes off of Perrie, “You must be Little Mix. You’re interview is running a little late, but if you will follow me down the hall, the interviewer will be with you shortly.”
They all smiled at me, nodding and I stepped from behind the desk, and leading them in the same room I led One Direction to meet Aria. Okay, so, it wasn’t just a coincidence that the interview was running late. Since I scheduled everything, I kind of told the interview a later time than I told the girl’s manager… Ops.
They took their seats, chatting together. Before I left I asked them if they needed anything, and they politely declined. I went behind my desk and waited. Did I forget to mention that I told the interviewer the scheduled time was two hours LATER than the actual time? Opps again.
About thirty minutes later, I heard high heels coming down the hall. I pretended not to notice and then it stopped and someone cleared their throat. I looked up, seeing the one and only, Perrie. Perfect. It’s all going according to plan. I smiled at her, “Yes?”
She snarled at me slightly and a bitchy tone filled her accented voice, “Is this interview going to start or what?”
I just kept smiling at her, “I’m sorry… There were some scheduling misunderstandings. He should be here any minute.”
She rolled her eyes and began to turn away, “Could I get an autograph for my niece? She’s a huge fan of yours.”
Perrie turned back around, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder, “Sure. Name?”
“Anya.”
I handed her a pen and piece of paper, and then I took out my phone as she wrote a message and her signature. I managed to turn on my voice recorder without her noticing. She slid the piece of paper to me, slamming the pen down on the counter, “That all?”
“Actually, I was wondering how Harry is doing, since you decided to take it into your own hands and split him and Aria up?”
She narrowed her blue eyes at me, “I didn’t split them up. She did that all on her own.”
I kept up my sweet tone, “But didn’t you tell her about the article?”
Her voice became a little angry, “Yes.”
I pushed her a little further, “Why?”
She was becoming irritated, “I don’t really think that is any of your business.”
I raised both of my hands up, “Hey, I hate her as much as you do. She was a total bitch when she worked here; always bossed me around to get her coffee.”
She quirked an eyebrow at me then narrowed her eyes, “Really…”
I nodded my head, “I think how you handled the whole situation was totally genius. I just wanted to know what your reasoning was.”
She fell silent for a minute, trying to decide whether she could trust me with what she was about to say. I just looked at her innocently and then her red lips turned into a smirk and she leaned in closer, “You really wanna know?”
I nodded and she continued, “I told her I knew she was up to something and I would tell everyone in a heartbeat, when I truthfully didn’t know anything. I just wanted to scare the little bitch, and then I found out she had actually been up to something, which just made it all the better. I hadn’t liked her from the moment I heard about her because she was a nobody who thought she could just sweep into the boys lives and act like she was somebody. But then fate turned in my favor.” Her lips curled up into a snarling smirk.
My jaw almost dropped open at her words and I worked to compose myself. I looked at her and the corner of my lip turned up into a smirk, “Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant.”
She continued smiling, “Thank you. Now that she’s gone, maybe I could console Harry, if you know what I mean.” She winked at me.
My eyes bugged out a little, “I thought you were with Zayn?”
She continued smirking, “Babe, Zayn is great, but every woman wants a little taste of Harry Styles, and what better timing than when he is in a fragile state.”
She turned on her heels, walking back down to the interview room. I was totally shocked. So she hated Aria because she was basically poor and she wanted to shag Harry… WOW. I picked up my phone, saving the recording and smiling to myself. Mission Get Info From Barbie Bitch: COMPLETE.
Notes
Directioners,1) What do you think about Gemma reaching out to Aria?
2) Should Aria talk to Harry first?
3) What do you think about Suzan's plan?
4) Tisk tisk, Perrie. What do you think about what Perrie confessed?
I was looking for fan fiction and I saw on onedirectionfanfiction.net and I saw it on her. I can't believe she did that. EVERYONE SHOULD KNOW THIS STORY IS PLAGIARIZED. The real writer is @TuxedoNails LOVE HER.
12/2/14