Simon's Daughter
Chapter 27
Julia’s POV:
I woke up, with my head pounding. I groaned, and clutched my head in my hands. This wasn’t the first time I had a hangover. But it was definitely the worst one yet. I looked over on my side and saw two tablets of Advil and a glass of water. I wasn’t sure of who put it there, or even brought me home, but I was definitely thankful for whoever it was. I took the Advil and gulped down some water afterwards. I remember when Christa and I went out and Niall ended up bringing me home…I haven’t gotten one text from him since we had an argument. Just thinking about all of that made my head hurt even more. I slid my phone out from under my pillow, and nothing. No texts or missed calls. Yep, I’ve definitely messed up my life.
Even though I had a hangover, I still had a job to do. I sighed and got up and took my shower. I slipped on some sweatpants and a tank top and grabbed my flip flops. I looked over at the food on the counter, and hesitated. I just looked away and headed out of the room.
**
Niall’s POV:
Julia and I haven’t spoken since the whole argument and I regretted it. Although, it wasn’t entirely my fault. She didn’t even give me the chance to explain the situation. I was trying to help her by covering up our relationship but it seems as if she doesn’t even give a damn. Fighting was normal in a relationship, though.
“Hey, mate. You okay?” Zayn asked, as he sat next to me at the booth. We decided to go out and eat dinner, so we could just chat and stuff.
“Yes of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” I tried playing it off, but I’m sure he didn’t buy it.
“Okay, whatever. What’s up?” Zayn said trying to get it out of me. I sighed and decided to just tell him.
“Well, Julia and I got in a little argument the other day because she saw the interview when I said I had a crush on Demi. I called her and tried to explain but she didn’t give a damn and she just hung up. I haven’t talked to her since…” I trailed off. I just wish that whole interview never happened. I missed Julia so much and this wasn’t helping.
“She just needs some time. Give her a little space. She’s going through a lot right now…” He kind of mumbled the last part, but I still heard him. I knitted my eyebrows in confusion and looked at him.
“What do you mean?” I asked him. He sighed.
“Apparently Julia and Christa got in this huge fight but Christa didn’t tell me exactly what it was about. It had something to do with Julia and Christa didn’t want her doing it. I don’t know. Something like that. So Christa moved out of the dorm and she’s back at her mum’s house. They haven’t spoken since, either.” I had to let this all just settle in my mind. What did Christa not want Julia to do? Was it dangerous? I knew I had to give her some space, but I don’t how long now that I heard this. It just made me worry even more.
**
Julia’s POV:
After work, I had to go to the airport to pick up Danielle. She was coming in for the weekend for some photo shoot that was being held by my agency. I waited at her terminal, and stood up when I saw her get off the plane.
“Jules!” She said quickly rushing over to me, and giving me a big hug. I smiled and hugged her back.
“I’ve missed you! How’s everything back in London?” I said taking one of her bags for her.
“I’ve missed you too, love! Everything is fine. Same old, same old. El says she misses you dearly.” She let out a small laugh and joined her.
“I miss her too! You two should both come down together and we could all hang out.” I smiled, as we exited the airport and caught a cab.
“Of course! The boys should come too! It could be like a reunion, you know?” Danielle smiled widely at me. I smiled for a second, but it faded away slowly. I could tell Danielle noticed because she looked at me with worry in her eyes. “What’s the matter, love?” She asked me, and a single tear rolled down my cheek.
**
I told her everything once we got back to her hotel. I sat at the edge of one of the beds in the room, and she sat across from on the other bed.
“Aw, babe. Don’t worry, this is normal in a relationship. Everybody fights once in a while. You and Niall will be fine. I promise. As for you and Christa, maybe she just needs time.” Dani shrugged her shoulders and I sighed. I didn’t tell her about Matt, though. I also didn’t tell her about what happened the previous night but I didn’t know for sure myself, so there was no use in telling a story when you don’t even know what happened.
“I really screwed up…didn’t I?” I asked, and she just shrugged.
“I don’t know. But I do know that you should call Niall.” She raised her eyebrows and tossed me my phone. I sighed and picked it up and scrolled until I found Niall’s name. I was about to click on it, but my finger was shaking. “Jules. What’s the matter?”
“N-Nothing. I actually have to get back, but call me tomorrow, okay? We have a big day ahead of us.” I quickly got up and left the hotel room and made my way to the elevator. I couldn’t tell Dani that I wasn’t eating anything.
When I got back to my room, I let out a big sigh and crashed onto my bed. I was still shaking, but I refused to eat anything. Plus, everyone at the agency said I was the perfect weight, so I had to keep doing what I was doing. I was sick of only being known as ‘Simon Cowell’s Daughter’. I wanted to be known for stuff that I did. I wanted people to know who I was for me. Not for my famous father. I no longer wanted to hide in his shadow.
I woke up, with my head pounding. I groaned, and clutched my head in my hands. This wasn’t the first time I had a hangover. But it was definitely the worst one yet. I looked over on my side and saw two tablets of Advil and a glass of water. I wasn’t sure of who put it there, or even brought me home, but I was definitely thankful for whoever it was. I took the Advil and gulped down some water afterwards. I remember when Christa and I went out and Niall ended up bringing me home…I haven’t gotten one text from him since we had an argument. Just thinking about all of that made my head hurt even more. I slid my phone out from under my pillow, and nothing. No texts or missed calls. Yep, I’ve definitely messed up my life.
Even though I had a hangover, I still had a job to do. I sighed and got up and took my shower. I slipped on some sweatpants and a tank top and grabbed my flip flops. I looked over at the food on the counter, and hesitated. I just looked away and headed out of the room.
**
Niall’s POV:
Julia and I haven’t spoken since the whole argument and I regretted it. Although, it wasn’t entirely my fault. She didn’t even give me the chance to explain the situation. I was trying to help her by covering up our relationship but it seems as if she doesn’t even give a damn. Fighting was normal in a relationship, though.
“Hey, mate. You okay?” Zayn asked, as he sat next to me at the booth. We decided to go out and eat dinner, so we could just chat and stuff.
“Yes of course. Why wouldn’t I be?” I tried playing it off, but I’m sure he didn’t buy it.
“Okay, whatever. What’s up?” Zayn said trying to get it out of me. I sighed and decided to just tell him.
“Well, Julia and I got in a little argument the other day because she saw the interview when I said I had a crush on Demi. I called her and tried to explain but she didn’t give a damn and she just hung up. I haven’t talked to her since…” I trailed off. I just wish that whole interview never happened. I missed Julia so much and this wasn’t helping.
“She just needs some time. Give her a little space. She’s going through a lot right now…” He kind of mumbled the last part, but I still heard him. I knitted my eyebrows in confusion and looked at him.
“What do you mean?” I asked him. He sighed.
“Apparently Julia and Christa got in this huge fight but Christa didn’t tell me exactly what it was about. It had something to do with Julia and Christa didn’t want her doing it. I don’t know. Something like that. So Christa moved out of the dorm and she’s back at her mum’s house. They haven’t spoken since, either.” I had to let this all just settle in my mind. What did Christa not want Julia to do? Was it dangerous? I knew I had to give her some space, but I don’t how long now that I heard this. It just made me worry even more.
**
Julia’s POV:
After work, I had to go to the airport to pick up Danielle. She was coming in for the weekend for some photo shoot that was being held by my agency. I waited at her terminal, and stood up when I saw her get off the plane.
“Jules!” She said quickly rushing over to me, and giving me a big hug. I smiled and hugged her back.
“I’ve missed you! How’s everything back in London?” I said taking one of her bags for her.
“I’ve missed you too, love! Everything is fine. Same old, same old. El says she misses you dearly.” She let out a small laugh and joined her.
“I miss her too! You two should both come down together and we could all hang out.” I smiled, as we exited the airport and caught a cab.
“Of course! The boys should come too! It could be like a reunion, you know?” Danielle smiled widely at me. I smiled for a second, but it faded away slowly. I could tell Danielle noticed because she looked at me with worry in her eyes. “What’s the matter, love?” She asked me, and a single tear rolled down my cheek.
**
I told her everything once we got back to her hotel. I sat at the edge of one of the beds in the room, and she sat across from on the other bed.
“Aw, babe. Don’t worry, this is normal in a relationship. Everybody fights once in a while. You and Niall will be fine. I promise. As for you and Christa, maybe she just needs time.” Dani shrugged her shoulders and I sighed. I didn’t tell her about Matt, though. I also didn’t tell her about what happened the previous night but I didn’t know for sure myself, so there was no use in telling a story when you don’t even know what happened.
“I really screwed up…didn’t I?” I asked, and she just shrugged.
“I don’t know. But I do know that you should call Niall.” She raised her eyebrows and tossed me my phone. I sighed and picked it up and scrolled until I found Niall’s name. I was about to click on it, but my finger was shaking. “Jules. What’s the matter?”
“N-Nothing. I actually have to get back, but call me tomorrow, okay? We have a big day ahead of us.” I quickly got up and left the hotel room and made my way to the elevator. I couldn’t tell Dani that I wasn’t eating anything.
When I got back to my room, I let out a big sigh and crashed onto my bed. I was still shaking, but I refused to eat anything. Plus, everyone at the agency said I was the perfect weight, so I had to keep doing what I was doing. I was sick of only being known as ‘Simon Cowell’s Daughter’. I wanted to be known for stuff that I did. I wanted people to know who I was for me. Not for my famous father. I no longer wanted to hide in his shadow.
Notes
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5/16/14