The Good, The Bad and The Helpless
A New Beginning
I'm not gonna lie, my new apartment was fucking awesome.
The record company was paying for it so of course it was absolutely amazing. When I imagined living in London I pictured myself being in a small dingy apartment and I was okay with that but this was so sweet.
The living room was massive with plush couches, a flat screen TV, and funky artwork covering the walls. A door way led into a huge kitchen with up to date appliances, not like I'll be cooking much, I burn water.
I quickly sprinted from the kitchen, down the hall and into the master suite. I laughed in delight and threw myself down on the huge bed, letting my hair fan out over the colorful pillows. I smiled as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Give it up for the one and only Rosella Jones!"
"Rosella!" "Rosella!"
I heard the crowd chanting my name and I bit back nervousness as I rose up out of the stage floor, the entire stadium bursting out in screams. I sucked in a shock breath and felt like I was paralyzed, there were so many people. The music played my cue and before I knew it I was belting out words into a microphone, dancing with the backup dancers. The smiles of the people in the crowd as they sang along made my heart swell. "Rosella!" I looked over at my guitar player, confused as to why he was banging and yelling my name.
"Rosella! Open the door I know you're in there!"
I sat up in bed so quickly I banged my had on the lamp, wait what the hell? Why was the frigging lamp hanging over my head? Oh that's right cause its like 2000 dollars and all weird looking. That's when I noticed the light outside was noticeably gone.
Crap!
I sprang from my wonderful comfy bed to the door were I threw it open, Jake's hand suspended in midair.
"There you bloody are. I've been knocking on this door for a half hour."
"I'm so sorry. I'm horrible at getting up on time."
He shook is head with a small smile, he was entirely too cute.
"Come in while I uh get ready." He breezed past me into my living room and sat down with his feet up like he owned the place.
"Well well looks like someone got set up with some major digs, I might not want to ever leave."
I laughed "Well it's definitely not hard to like."
I never had any type of boy over before, I know how pathetic that sounds. So I stood awkwardly, not quite sure what to do.
"So um can I get you something to drink?" He stared at me with an amused face.
"Let me get this straight. I've been banging on that door for a half hour, you open up while not ready witch is gonna make us late and now you wanna play hostess?"
I burst out laughing, of course he can make me sound that stupid.
"I like you Rosella." That surprised me, I didn't know what to say. Good thing he continued. "You're different then most of the girls that come around here, they crave the spotlight and will push down anyone in order to get it. They think people like me are scum and when I introduce myself they won't even look me in the eye."
I found that extremely hard to believe.
"Now go get ready so I can take you out on a night you will never forget."
20 minutes later we were sitting in the back of a limo on our way to wherever we were going, I wasn't actually sure on that.
Jake was sitting next to me and his scent completely washed over me, British boys will be the death of me. He pulled out his iPhone and went into the notes section, turning to me with a surprisingly serious face.
"There are some things that Mr. McFadden wanted me to go over with you before this night begins."
"Wait, I thought I was supposed to just have a good night? Experience what it's like to be a bad girl or whatever."
He laughed, his serious aroma wearing off.
"There are some things you have to do though. First thing is you have to get wasted."
I gasped "Really? You don't say?"
"Okay miss smarty pants, go ahead and mock me. Another thing is you have to lose one article of clothing tonight, shoes and jewelry don't count."
I stared down at my outfit of a mini shirt and a sparkly tank top.
Shit.
"Don't worry" Jake said trying to make me feel better "You'll be so drunk that one will be easy. And third, you must hook up with a random stranger."
"No! Hell no, I'm not going to fuck some random guy!"
He shrugged "I'm sorry Rose, boss's orders."
He called me Rose. Nobody has called me Rose since I said goodbye to my family, and I felt a tinge of sadness. I was here for them, I wanted to be able to provide for them. I had to just suck it up and do as I am told.
"Okay I'm in" I feel like I said for the millionth time today.
Just as I said that the limo pulled up in front of the most craziest and biggest club I have ever seen.
The record company was paying for it so of course it was absolutely amazing. When I imagined living in London I pictured myself being in a small dingy apartment and I was okay with that but this was so sweet.
The living room was massive with plush couches, a flat screen TV, and funky artwork covering the walls. A door way led into a huge kitchen with up to date appliances, not like I'll be cooking much, I burn water.
I quickly sprinted from the kitchen, down the hall and into the master suite. I laughed in delight and threw myself down on the huge bed, letting my hair fan out over the colorful pillows. I smiled as I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
"Give it up for the one and only Rosella Jones!"
"Rosella!" "Rosella!"
I heard the crowd chanting my name and I bit back nervousness as I rose up out of the stage floor, the entire stadium bursting out in screams. I sucked in a shock breath and felt like I was paralyzed, there were so many people. The music played my cue and before I knew it I was belting out words into a microphone, dancing with the backup dancers. The smiles of the people in the crowd as they sang along made my heart swell. "Rosella!" I looked over at my guitar player, confused as to why he was banging and yelling my name.
"Rosella! Open the door I know you're in there!"
I sat up in bed so quickly I banged my had on the lamp, wait what the hell? Why was the frigging lamp hanging over my head? Oh that's right cause its like 2000 dollars and all weird looking. That's when I noticed the light outside was noticeably gone.
Crap!
I sprang from my wonderful comfy bed to the door were I threw it open, Jake's hand suspended in midair.
"There you bloody are. I've been knocking on this door for a half hour."
"I'm so sorry. I'm horrible at getting up on time."
He shook is head with a small smile, he was entirely too cute.
"Come in while I uh get ready." He breezed past me into my living room and sat down with his feet up like he owned the place.
"Well well looks like someone got set up with some major digs, I might not want to ever leave."
I laughed "Well it's definitely not hard to like."
I never had any type of boy over before, I know how pathetic that sounds. So I stood awkwardly, not quite sure what to do.
"So um can I get you something to drink?" He stared at me with an amused face.
"Let me get this straight. I've been banging on that door for a half hour, you open up while not ready witch is gonna make us late and now you wanna play hostess?"
I burst out laughing, of course he can make me sound that stupid.
"I like you Rosella." That surprised me, I didn't know what to say. Good thing he continued. "You're different then most of the girls that come around here, they crave the spotlight and will push down anyone in order to get it. They think people like me are scum and when I introduce myself they won't even look me in the eye."
I found that extremely hard to believe.
"Now go get ready so I can take you out on a night you will never forget."
20 minutes later we were sitting in the back of a limo on our way to wherever we were going, I wasn't actually sure on that.
Jake was sitting next to me and his scent completely washed over me, British boys will be the death of me. He pulled out his iPhone and went into the notes section, turning to me with a surprisingly serious face.
"There are some things that Mr. McFadden wanted me to go over with you before this night begins."
"Wait, I thought I was supposed to just have a good night? Experience what it's like to be a bad girl or whatever."
He laughed, his serious aroma wearing off.
"There are some things you have to do though. First thing is you have to get wasted."
I gasped "Really? You don't say?"
"Okay miss smarty pants, go ahead and mock me. Another thing is you have to lose one article of clothing tonight, shoes and jewelry don't count."
I stared down at my outfit of a mini shirt and a sparkly tank top.
Shit.
"Don't worry" Jake said trying to make me feel better "You'll be so drunk that one will be easy. And third, you must hook up with a random stranger."
"No! Hell no, I'm not going to fuck some random guy!"
He shrugged "I'm sorry Rose, boss's orders."
He called me Rose. Nobody has called me Rose since I said goodbye to my family, and I felt a tinge of sadness. I was here for them, I wanted to be able to provide for them. I had to just suck it up and do as I am told.
"Okay I'm in" I feel like I said for the millionth time today.
Just as I said that the limo pulled up in front of the most craziest and biggest club I have ever seen.
Haha It's starts off slow but I promise you will see a lot of them. The first couple chapters have a lot of Rose cause I want to set her up good before I start with Harry and the boys.
10/15/13