Give Me Love

"Dakota!" I shout, running to big sister.
She moved to London with dad a year ago to help with his expanding business after the divorce.
I stayed with my mom, since I was the second oldest, and dad took Dakota, and my baby brother Knightly.
My mom wasn't mentally stable enough at that time to handle any little kid, and Dakota wanted to go to London.

"Cate! I missed you soooo much!" She squeezes the breathe out of me.
I hug back until I see my dad, carrying Knightly.
Knightly is now one year old.

He doesn't remember me of coarse because he left me and mom when he was only two months old...
"Dad!" I shout, "Knightly!" I wrap one arm around my dad's neck and one around Knightly, pecking his cheek. He wipes it off and starts crying.
"Shhh.." My dad jumps up and down lightly rocking Knightly.

"Sorry.." I say and play with Knightly's foot in his onsie.
"I missed you honey," dad kisses my head and I notice who is gone.
"Where is Amber?!" I jump. It's his girlfriend.
Dakota leans in close, "She left.."
"Oh..."

"Come on, lets unpack you. I need to go to the studio in an hour." dad says.
Dakota grabs one of my bags and a box. "We can go sight seeing tomorrow. And I have a few friends you should meet." She smiles.
I nod and we walk into the huge house.
The living room is amazing!

"Up stairs and to your right is the guest bathroom. But your room has it's own..." Dakota guides.
"Ah! Here is your room!" She announces as we get to the end on the hall.
"And my room is just down the hall."

"Thanks Dakota..." I say, setting down my boxes and bags.
"Well, we missed you. How's mom?"
"You know...miserable." I try to smile and lighten the mood, it doesn't work.
Dakota rubs her arm uncomfortably. "Okay, then, um, just...come down when your ready to see the studio."
I smile and nod.

Why does it feel so wrong to talk about mom?
Because...she is practically insane now.

I answer myself.

I sit on my bed and connect my Iphone to the radio.
Ed Sheeran Cold Coffee starts to play.

I lay back and start mumbling along.
"And you can stay with me forever
Or you could stay with me for now
Tell me if I'm wrong
Tell me if I'm ri-"
I stop when I see my dad, standing by the door with a smirk on his face.

I jump off my bed.
"Ready to go?" He asks, "I've got people for you to meet."
I nod and he leads me to two cars, "You can go with me or dad?" Dakota says.
Dad starts buckling in Knightly and he is crying, "I'll go with you."

"See you there dad!" I shout, he nods and gives a thumbs up.

We are silent as we pull from the driveway.

"This is exciting! Everyone is driving on the wrong side of the road!" I laugh.
"And your on the wrong side of the car, for an American." Dakota points out, "aren't British people strange?" She giggles.
"Wait? I thought we were the strange ones here."
"We are." Dakota says, casually. She has never been one for any emotion of over excitement.

I play with my thumbs and look outside. I came to London in the beginning of spring! So, naturally, I start to see rain starting to pour a few feet ahead.

Lighting hits the ground and thunder roars.
I love it!

"Hello?"
I turn to see Dakota on the phone. "...Yeah, we got her back today, she is in love with London alrea-"
I snatch the phone away.
"You shouldn't talk while driving!" I shout to Dakota and put the phone to my ear. "I'm sorry, my sister is being reckless and I will have to end this call."
"Wait!" I am stopped by the voice on the other end, "You're Cate?! We have heard so much about you!"
Another voice comes in, "Oh Cate! I'm Eleanor! That was Perrie! Your sister has told us so much about you!"
"I-I-I.....Eleanor Calder? A-and Perrie Edwards?" I look at my sister stunned. She looks at the road but with a cocky face.

My sister know THE Eleanor and Perrie!
"We are meeting you tomorrow, yes? Dani can't wait to meet you!" Perrie shouts.

Eleanor, Perrie, and Danielle are my sisters friends.....Un-be-leive-able!
"Yeah...Yeah, I will...I will see you tomorrow.." I choke on my dry throat.
"Okay! Sight seeing! Tomorrow! At ten am!" Eleanor hangs up and I hit my sisters shoulder.

"HOW THE HELL COULD YOU HAVE NOT TOLD ME YOU WERE FRIENDS WITH THEM?!?!?!" I shout.
She is laughing hysterically, "Yeah, their boyfriends are serious weirdo's too." She hints.
She Fucking knows One Direction!!!!

I take a deep breathe and turn to her, "I. Hate. You." I laugh, "But I love you too!"

The rest of the drive I ask questions, she met them at dad's studio.
Perrie was recording and Dakota did her make-up.
Then the other girls came to take Perrie to lunch and asked Dakota to go with them.

"Maybe you'll meet a famous friend too." She says. "Dad says you can be a assistant, photographer, or make-up/wardrobe girl."
"Hmmm, as degrading, sexists, and predictable as it is make-up and wardrobe don't seem that terrible." I say.
"Great! You start tomorrow. I'll show you today with our clients..." she says, stepping out of the car into the music studio.
Me and her will work in the magazine half of the building.

It is basically the heart of the Syco company publicity.
Artists record here, take photos for the fan base, and meetings are held here.
Simon's office is on the top floor, dad is head of publicity, so he is one floor down from Simon.
Recording and Photo's are on the second floor, the first floor is just a reception area, with secretaries on every corner, taking phone calls and denying people had appointments with Simon.

I walk past them and with Dakota to the second floor.
The elevator is quiet. Well, other than the annoying music.

"Shoot...Stephanie!" Dakota shouts to a curly, blonde girl.
"Yes?" She rushes to Dakota.
"This is my sister, please, teach her what to do...I already have clients in there.." She turns to me, "I know I said that I'd show you but-"
"It's fine...go deal with your clients."
"Trust me, I'd much rather stay here with you...these clients don't sit still in there seats.." she laughs.

Suddenly she acts like a light bulb went off.
"Steph, can you take Cate to the clients and show her what to do?"
"Actually I-"
"Great, thanks! Gotta go!" Dakota rushes out the doors looking at her phone.

"She's going off to her boy friend again.." Stephanie says.
"Wait, who? I didn't know she had a boyfriend.."
"Yeah, she sneaks off with him everyday. Everyday they are gone longer than before." Steph leads me to the large glass doors.

Five chairs show the backs to five boys.
One is eating chicken.
Three are laughing.
One has his head down, on his phone.

"Boys! Meet the new make-up artist." Steph says.
"Eh! Steph!-" A blonde boys turns and stops to look at me.
He hits the other boys, and one by one I recognize the faces..
They all stare back at me.

"H-hi.." I look at my feet and adjust my glasses.
"Hello love!" Louis says.
"Lou! Stop embarrassing her!" Niall shouts, jokingly.
"I'm not! I just said 'hello love'!" Louis shouts louder.
"You-"
"Hi, I'm Liam Payne." He interrupts Niall.
"I'm Cate Rider." He shakes my hand.
"I'm Zayn." he smiles, "That's Niall...and Louis," they wave and Zayn points to Harry, "That's-"
"Harry Styles, nice to meet you. Can we get this over with?" He rushes.

"Uh...yeah, right." Steph says.
She shows me what to do on Liam's face as she does Niall's.
We move down the line.
Louis kept making faces as I was putting on his foundation. Zayn kept still and looked like a model! Of Coarse.
Once I got down to Harry he was tapping his foot, impatiently.
"Took long enough.." he scoffs.
I roll my eyes.
I always adored the boys, but Harry seems to have his head so far up his ass, he has forgotten his manners!
"Sorry." I say.
This time he rolls his eyes and I start on his hair.
Tip one was start on the hair and move down.
Hair, make-up, clothes.

I go for a ruff look with Harry's hair.
I take the gel in my fingers and a comb.
"What are you doing?!" Harry jumps.
"Gelling your hair" I say, "I am going to give you a manly look."
He sneers.
"I hope you know what your doing" He mumbles.
I sigh and smear some gel in his hair and start evening it out with the brush.
"Now hold still. I need to pull on your hair a bit to get the spiked look." I explain, casually.
He waves his hand, "Yeah, okay" he mocks.
Steph leaves to the door, "I need to get back to my desk. Are you going to be okay?"
I nod and whisper under my breath, "If the jackass would shut up."
"What was that?" Harry says.
"Nothing."
I have gone from absolutely LOVING One Direction to them being a pain in my ass.

I pull on his hair, shaking it.
I flip it to the side and twist it into curls, giving back its curls with a quiff and more volume.
"Alright, time to get dressed boys!" I clap my hands and walk through the line of boys, handing them each their outfits. Most are jeans and rock shirts.

"I will be back in a few minutes, if you need anything, I will be down the hall."

I turn back one more time, Harry licks his lips and winks.
"Ew..." i say.
"Just joking love. You're not my type."

Not his type?
Not his type??!!!

Bastard.

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