"Pose, (Y/N)! Pose!"
I was doing a couple of cool and seductive photos for an upcoming magazine.
My friend and photographer, Bianca was shooting photos of me. "Yes!!! There you go, sweetheart! Do another!" she said, smiling. I did a couple more. "To the side, love! You're doing great!" Snap after snap, and flash after flash, I kept posing and smiling for the camera.
"Slay, sis!!!! Alright, a few more and we're done. Do a sexy pose, Queen!" Bianca suggests. I think. I grab the bottom of my dress, and raise it up to my thigh, revealing my pantyhose. I made a seductive smirk. She gasps and start snapping photos. "Aw, damn! Wait till the boys see this!!! They'll be head over heels for you, girl!!!" After we were done, the crew clap and cheer for me. I smile. One of the crew members clapped. "Good, good! Excellent, Ms. (L/N)! Alright, session's over, guys! Let's wrap it up!"
The crew started putting away their set up and everything. I walk over to Bianca. She shows me the photos of me on her camera that she captured. "Look at these photos of you, girl! You really showed that camera who's boss! 'Cuz you are the boss!!!" I chuckle. "Thanks, Bi. You know, I was so nervous, my knees were shaking." She laughs. "Aw, stop, girl! Your knees were fine! If you were to fall, I would catch you! Then my knees would break first!" Me and her laugh. I wrap my arm around her. "Come on. Let's go see the others." Me and Bianca went back to the makeup room. My other friends, Rome, my makeup artist, Henley and Austyn, and Rebecca, another friend of ours. Henley and Austyn are a couple, but I don't mind.
You love who you love. Rome is bi, I don't mind either. He comes over to me. "Hey (Y/N), girl." Rome greets me. "How was the session?" "Rome my man..." Bianca smiles. "Sis really came through and blew up the cam with her fine sexy ass. Look, guys!" She shows them the photos. "Oh my!" Henley exclaims. "Sis really did come through! Ooooh~! Look at you, (Y/N)!!!"
"I know, right?" Bianca said. I look away and blush. "They're maybe some photos that... I look awkward in..." I say. "Aw stop, sis. You always look great in your photos." she said. I walk over to Rebecca. "Hey, sis." she greets. "Hey, Rebecca." I say, smiling. I grab my phone off the charger and sit at the window. I look through my social media accounts. Hmm. Nothing new. Just the same notifications about positive comments from fans. "Are you excited about going to the UK to perform, (Y/N)?" Rebecca asks me. I think. "Yes, but rather nervous. I've haven't been there before. I'm a little worried..." She touches my shoulder.
"Don't worry, girl. It'll be okay. You'll have a good time. And you're obviously not alone. We'll be with you. Nothing bad is going to happen. Trust me. Okay?" I nod and give her a small smile. "Okay, Rebecca." I look out the window, looking over downtown Los Angeles. I watch as the people and cars were passing by down below. "Hey, (Y/N)?" Rebecca calls. I look at her. "I don't mean to ask you this, but have you ever thought about um... having a boyfriend?" A boyfriend... Have I thought about it? Well, not really. Mostly, a lot of men just want me for one night stand purposes. I respectfully decline.
"Well, I've never thought about having one..." I say. "Would you want one?" "I don't know, Rebecca..." I shrug. "I don't have that much dating experience." "Well. The sky's the limit, (Y/N). You'll find that special someone soon. And who knows? He'll be one lucky chunk of a man to ever have you. Or in fact, you may have someone who is checking you out right now." I chuckle and laugh. "Rebecca, that's like over a million." "I know. A million sounds like a lot, but out of one of them in a million is gonna fall for you." She smiles as she gets up and leave. I sigh.
"We'll see..." I look out the window again, staring at the cloudy sky. I think again about what Rebecca said. Out of one in a million, one is going to fall for me. I hum a little tune.
'I wonder 'who' would that be...'
"(Y/N)!" Bianca calls me. "Me and the others are gonna go have some drinks. Wanna come with us?" I smile and grab my coat and purse. "Sure, Bianca."
***Somewhere In The UK***
• (Unknown) P.O.V. •
I was looking at the TV. And there she was.
Her.
I've had my eye on her for a while now ever since her fame blew up. She was the talk of the town. Wow. Any man around the world would be lucky to have her... Even me. If I had her, she would be a perfect bride. But I think she might be with someone else. I doubt it. If she was, I would be jealous of her...
I sigh. I stand up and go to a table. I look at a previous magazine cover of her. I admire her precious looks. She's an angel. Those gorgeous (E/C) eyes, and her pearly white smile. "Such a charming young face." I open the magazine, looking through her photos. There was one of them of her in a red dress. Mmm. The color red. My type of color. Especially blood. That reminds me... I'm getting kind of ravenous... I continue to admire her lips. Those cute soft lips... "I would do anything for you, baby... I would do everything in my power... to make you mine..."
Hm. I wonder what her blood tastes like... No, I don't want to think about it just yet. I wanna meet this charming beauty first before I get to sink my teeth into her neck. Just then, a news report was heard on the television. I listen.
***"Famous actress and singer, (Y/N) (L/N), is heading to England, for a performance taking place in our area later this week..."***
What? She's coming here? Oh, that's perfect. Then I'm sure that I'll get to meet her in person. I walk over to the television. I stare at her precious face on the screen. I evilly smirk.
"Mmm. I hope to see you here, darling..."
***Back In Los Angeles, CA - Next Morning***
• Your P.O.V. •
Today is Sunday.
I woke up to the sound of my ringer going off. I yawn and stretch before sitting up. I sat up and turn it off. I look at the time. It was 4:30 AM. We have to catch the private jet before nine. The jet leaves at 9:30 AM. Which means we all have enough time to get ready. I sit my phone down. I stand up and yawn. I don't know, I'm kind of nervous to be going to the UK. I guess it's because it's my first time visiting there. Though in the back of my head, I have a bad feeling about something... I roll my eyes and shook my head. 'Okay, superstar. You're just worrying too much. Stop overthinking yourself. Everything will be just fine.' I hope... I hear a knock at the door. "Come on." I say. One of my maids, named Marlene, comes in. "Breakfast is ready for you, (Y/N)." I nod. "Okay, thanks Marlene."
She noticed that I was looking worried. "Are you alright? Is something bothering you?" "Oh. It's nothing, Marlene." I brush it off. She nod. "Okay. I'll leave you be. If there's anything you need, call me." I watch her leave the room and close the door. I go to the window, looking outside. It was cloudy and sunny this morning here in LA. 'Hm. It's probably gonna rain today. I watch the people walking by down the sidewalk with their dogs and stuff. I stare at the sky, daydreaming for a few seconds. "I don't have time for this..." I say, scratching the back of my head.
"I can't waste time, I need to get ready."
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"Starstrucked" - Count Dracula X Reader
Horror***Taken place hundreds of years later (123 Years Later), present moment: (Your P.O.V.) I am a famous singer and an actress who lives in Los Angeles. No, I wasn't born in LA, I moved here. My fans are obsessed with me, especially the men of course...
