This is a story I've been tossing around in my head for a while. I'll warn you right now, there's going to be some profanity, and definitely some sexual content. If that bothers you, then don't read it! I've got another story out now too, called The Charmed Life, but it's on hold at the moment. Also, I've started the sequel to this one, so if you like it, just know the story doesn't end here! I love fan fiction so if you're reading this and you're a writer let me know. I'll happily read/ promote other people's stuff!
“Gemma, if you don’t get your butt in the car right now you’re going to miss your flight!” My boss Amanda screeched from the doorway of my office.
“Right! Got it!” I said, grabbing my purse from beside my desk. I took one last glance at my now empty office before walking towards the elevator. “Did I mention you’re the best boss ever?”
Amanda smiled. “Well they needed a stylist and I told them you’re the best I’ve got.”
“You’re going to make me blush,” I said, pressing the down button. “Are you sure you don’t want to send someone more experienced?”
Amanda shook her head, following me into the elevator and pressing the lobby button. “They’re young boys. They need someone young to style them. And you’ve proven you’ve got what it takes. Are you going to be all right though? I worry about sending a twenty year old on tour for six months.”
I smiled and thought of the five boys I’d be spending that year with. “I will be just fine, don’t you worry!”
Amanda walked me across the lobby to the town car waiting to take me to LAX. “Come back and visit whenever you get a break!”
"I will! I promise!" I replied, shutting the door behind me as I slid across the plush black seat.
"I'm taking you to LAX, correct?" The driver asked as he put the car into gear.
"Yes sir!" I answered, pulling out my blackberry.
"Where are you headed?" He asked curiously. "You seemed to have a lot of luggage. Are you moving?"
I nodded. "I'm going to London, but I'm actually going on tour with a band. I'm a stylist."
The driver smiled. "That sounds like fun. What band?"
I listened to the radio that was humming softly from the speaker.
Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
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Free Falling (Zayn Malik fan fic)Fanfiction
Gemma Carlisle was 18 when her parents died in a car crash and she moved out to L.A. with her little sister. Now, two years later, she has scored the ultimate job: she's the new head of wardrobe for One Direction on their upcoming tour. As soon as s...