Overworked

Maddie’s P.O.V
-1 Day Later-
I got out of bed only to be pulled back by Harry.
“Stay.” He mumbled, still half asleep.
“I wish I could but I’ve got to work. This wasn’t just a holiday and you know it.” I told him. He groaned and I got dressed. I said goodbye to the kids and went downstairs where my security guard John was waiting for me. I walked through all the One Direction, 5sos and my own fans and got into the car waiting for John to get in and drive to the studio that I’m working at. I got there and Isabelle greeted me.
“I hope you’ve had a pleasant holiday already Ms Styles but it’s time to get into the work mode now. Emily is waiting to do your hair and make-up ready for your interview.” She said and I tried not to laugh at how posh she was being. We went inside and John waited by the door.
“You can cut the posh shit now.” I laughed. She’s been told that she has to be more professional about her job working with me at SYCO or she’ll lose it so she’s being professional around everyone but Emily. Just because they’re best friends.
“Phew, I hate it.” She said and we went into the room where Emily was.
“Take a seat Ms Styles,” Emily said and I looked around and noticed that Laura was there. She is under the same rules as well as Steve because he’s like my second dad and John because he’s like a protective older brother. SYCO is really cracking down on professional relationships and I hate this. I really do, Isabelle and Em are my best friends and I hate them having to act like this around me.
“This interview is going to be both work and personal relationship based but if it gets too much we can always ask them to stick to the work side of things. You have 10 minutes.” Laura said and left the room.
“Thank god. I hate being posh. I’m not even allowed to call you Maddie.” Em sighed. She did my hair and make-up quickly and then I was led into the interview room. My phone buzzed just as I walked in and it was taken away.
“That’s hardly fair.” Isabelle argued with Cerys who’d taken my phone.
“No phones in interviews.” Cerys replied.
“Give it to me then. At least she knows I won’t go through her phone.” Isabelle held out her hand and Cerys put my phone in it. Isabelle put it into my bag and I introduced myself to the interviewer whose name was Angelina.
“Right, let’s get started shall we,” she said and the cameras started rolling. “Today we’re joined by pop star, fashion designer and mum, Maddie Styles! I’m Angelina Winters and I’m going to be interviewing Maddie today. She has agreed to answer both work and personal based questions. We’ll start with work. You left for 7 months due to an incident with your husband and gave up all your jobs leaving your business to nearly go into administration, how did it feel when you found out?”
“It was quite hard to take in. I knew it wouldn’t do as well because I do the crucial things like take in orders but I didn’t expect to find out that it was going into administration.”
“You must have lost a lot of trust in the people running it, Mrs Turner and Mrs Marshall, did you not?”
“Isabelle and Emily are good friends of mine so no, I didn’t, I knew it would struggle but they were the ones that made sure it didn’t get closed down in the end so no I didn’t lose faith in them at all.”
“Okay, you’re releasing a new album soon correct?”
“Yeah, I’m writing a bit of it today.”
“That’s really cool. Have you got a title yet?”
“I haven’t actually; we’ve got to discuss that.”
“Okay, moving on, you’ve said in previous interviews that you think your husband’s family are very multicultural, why is this?” She asked and I burst out laughing.
“Urm, because obviously Harry is married to me and I’m American, and his sister Gemma is married to Ashton Irwin, who’s Australian. Neither of them could go for a British person could they? So they’re multicultural.” I explained. She nodded and moved onto the next question.
“Your friends and husband’s family are visiting correct?”
“They are. They’re at the hotel today chilling out while I’m working.” I sighed.
“You’re close with the rest of 1D’s wives, which one would you say you’re the closest with?”
“I’d say Eleanor even though I love them all. They’re such sweet girls and we have a great friendship together. Eleanor and I are probably just closer considering Harry and Louis are really close.”
“Will there be any duets of you and any of your fellow singing friends on the upcoming album?” She asked and I turned to look at management. They mouthed Perrie at me letting me know that I was allowed to say about maybe doing one with Perrie but nothing else.
“I’ve been thinking about doing one with Perrie. She’s a really good singer and her range is a lot better than mine. We’ve wanted to do a duet together for a long time and I’ve featured in a song with her and her band Little Mix so we thought why not do one.” I said and Angelina smiled.
“Okay, I’ve got a few fan questions for you here.” She picked up an iPad. “The first one is from Tessa in Sweden. She says: “What is your favourite thing about being a singer?””
“I think my favourite thing about being a singer would have to be the awesome fans. They’re honestly so supportive of me and even when I left for 7 months, when I came back they began supporting me again. It’s incredible.” I answered. We carried on for a couple of minutes and then I had to go and write. Isabelle gave me my phone back as I was walking to the song writing room and just as I was about to open my text Cerys took my phone again. “C’mon! What the hell have I done to make you all hate me? Give me my bloody phone back!” I shouted reaching for it.
“You can have your phone back when you make up for all the money we lost when you fucking ran away!” She shouted back and put my phone in her bag. “It was just your dimwit husband saying that he misses you anyway!” She said and pushed me into the song writing room.
“You can’t blame her for running away, she was scared!”
“She only said that so her fans didn’t hate her. If he really hit her then why did she take him back? Why would she do that?”
“He was in a car crash! She loves him! She wanted to get back with him but he still scared her!” Isabelle argued.
“She doesn’t need to be texting in work hours!” Cerys replied and I dismissed myself from the room and went to the toilet. After I was done I looked at myself in the mirror. Tears were brimming in my eyes. Just listening to Cerys argue about me with Isabelle was upsetting and everyone thinks I’m stupid for getting back with Harry.
“Are you alright?” Isabelle came in. She put an arm around me and pulled me close.
“You’re a strong girl honey; don’t let this get to you. You love him honey. That’s okay.” She hugged me. I took a breath and pulled away.
“Get my phone back from her; Harry’s nudes are on there.” I said.
“I have a feeling you’re not joking. I’ll get it back.”
“Hey, it gets lonely on tour.” I laughed and she laughed too. I went back to song writing and when we’d gotten the chorus done Isabelle came in.
“I got your phone back; Harry enjoyed your possessive side the other day and can’t wait for it to happen again.” She whispered in my ear and I started coughing. She laughed and left the room again.
“You alright?” Harriet asked when I finally stopped coughing.
“Yeah, I just choked. Let’s get back to this.” I said and she handed me the guitar.
“Pick your chords by tomorrow, get back to the hotel, I know you want to,” she smiled and I thanked her, Isabelle gave me my phone and I went to John.
“You done kiddo?” He asked and I nodded. He took me back to the car and drove to the hotel. I got there and went up to our suite. Neither Harry nor the children were there so I just lay down on the bed and got my phone out of my bag. I looked at my texts and had 2 from Harry.
From: Hubby<3
Loved your possessive side the other day and can’t wait to do it again, get back soon x
From: Hubby<3
Gone out with everyone for a while, sorry if you get back when we’re not there x
I sighed and got the guitar out of its case. I started randomly strumming and a few hours later had written my song alone. It still needs tweaking and drums and keys added but it’s done, pretty much. The kids and Harry still weren’t back so I put my song writing journal away and went into the bathroom. I had a bath and looked at my phone. 9pm. Where the hell are they? I put my pyjamas on and sat on my bed playing on my laptop. When it got to 10pm I went to sleep. I’m not staying up. I can’t be bothered.

Notes

Its not all fun and games being a popstar...

Day 69

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