Hoping For A Fairy Tale
1
Lacey Williams was perfect. She was a perfect daughter, a perfect sister. She was a perfect role model for young girls everywhere. Her fashion sense was admired and she was at the top of her class studying Psychology. Her parents were increasingly proud of their wonderful daughter.
Lacey’s father, extremely wealthy business man Richard Williams planned for to give his daughter everything when he retired. He often bragged to his colleagues about the perfect daughter he raised. She was always willing to do what he said being her father’s daughter.
The women who her mother, Louisa Williams, socialised with constantly complimented her etiquette, she was going to grow into a beautiful woman. They believed that her mother had done an excellent job raising Lacey Williams.
Her younger sister, Lucy, absolutely adored her older sister. And if anyone asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up, she would certainly say her older sister.
The social media even insisted that she was perfect, rarely printing a negative comment about her. She had a wide fan base where young girls all over the world admired her fashion, her grace and her warm heart. For Lacey Williams was not a greedy rich girl, on the contrary she regularly held charity benefits for those in need and spent a lot of her time donated towards those in need.
The paparazzi could never catch Lacey Williams taking one step out of line.
That was until that one night. That one night, at a charity benefit she had hosted herself to donate to children in poverty. On this night her parents had whisked her away from the important people in the function with what they believed to be exciting news.
They had decided together on her future. She would be married on her 20th birthday to one of her father’s colleague’s son. He would be taking over his father business soon and be more than capable of helping Lacey manage her own father’s business. She was to marry Edmund Nightly on her 20th birthday, it had already been agreed upon.
Lacey took this news well and smiled and thanked her parents for the amazing opportunity to marry such a wealthy and responsible man. Before she insisted that she was needed back out amongst her guests, not wanting to seem rude. Her parents gladly let her go both smiling largely at the future that awaited their perfect daughter.
As Lacey walked through the crowds of people her chest grew tight and her palms started to sweat as she glanced around for an escape route. She eventually saw a side door and headed for it. This was the moment however that would change Lacey’s public image. From here on everything she did would put her family and her own image at risk.
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I stepped out in the cold biting air of London. Shivering I wrapped my arms around my body and leant back against the wall of the dark alleyway. My mind tried to focus on the bombshell my parents had just dropped on me. I would be married in exactly one year and 5 months. I would be married to a man that I hadn’t even met.
I took a deep breath to calm down my heart rate. However this caused instant coughing as I inhaled smoke immediately making my asthma act up. Covering my mouth to cough, I glanced around to see a guy across the alleyway staring at me curiously with a cigarette in his mouth. His eyebrow rose up at me as I continued to stare at him for a moment.
He was half covered in shadows but I knew who he was; a member of the popular boy band One Direction. He was the mysterious Zayn Malik. Not a person I really cared for as long as he donated a generous amount of money. Knowing that I had just previously charmed the pants of his fellow band member Harry Styles and girlfriend Skye Jackson, I found no reason why I should have to charm him. Not that I think I could at this point of time in my life. I was in an arranged marriage I would be surprised if I could say a coherent sentence.
“Smoking kills you know!” I blurted out glaring at the man. It was a stupid statement that sounded like it belonged to a child, but I didn’t care. I was angry and upset and this man was an easy target. Instead of being angry however, he merely laughed in my face before putting his cigarette out and moving towards me. I gulped and stepped back into the wall. His face was mere centimetres from mine and I could smell the smoke that still clouded around him.
“We all die eventually,” He said shrugging before turning and disappearing through the door back into the party. I stood there for a moment breathing softly trying to keep the smell of smoke out of my lungs. He was definitely a strange man, but he was the least of my worries.
I sighed resting my head against the harsh cold concrete behind me before gathering myself back up and making sure not a hair was out of place. I stood in front of the door and confidently opened it. All I had to do was survive this party, once that was done I could go home.
And then I was done. I would no longer act like their perfect daughter. I would smile and look presentable and act like Edmund is the love of my life for the media. But the moment I was alone, the moment the press was gone I would no longer be their perfect daughter. They went too far this time and I don’t think I could forgive them for this.
Lacey’s father, extremely wealthy business man Richard Williams planned for to give his daughter everything when he retired. He often bragged to his colleagues about the perfect daughter he raised. She was always willing to do what he said being her father’s daughter.
The women who her mother, Louisa Williams, socialised with constantly complimented her etiquette, she was going to grow into a beautiful woman. They believed that her mother had done an excellent job raising Lacey Williams.
Her younger sister, Lucy, absolutely adored her older sister. And if anyone asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up, she would certainly say her older sister.
The social media even insisted that she was perfect, rarely printing a negative comment about her. She had a wide fan base where young girls all over the world admired her fashion, her grace and her warm heart. For Lacey Williams was not a greedy rich girl, on the contrary she regularly held charity benefits for those in need and spent a lot of her time donated towards those in need.
The paparazzi could never catch Lacey Williams taking one step out of line.
That was until that one night. That one night, at a charity benefit she had hosted herself to donate to children in poverty. On this night her parents had whisked her away from the important people in the function with what they believed to be exciting news.
They had decided together on her future. She would be married on her 20th birthday to one of her father’s colleague’s son. He would be taking over his father business soon and be more than capable of helping Lacey manage her own father’s business. She was to marry Edmund Nightly on her 20th birthday, it had already been agreed upon.
Lacey took this news well and smiled and thanked her parents for the amazing opportunity to marry such a wealthy and responsible man. Before she insisted that she was needed back out amongst her guests, not wanting to seem rude. Her parents gladly let her go both smiling largely at the future that awaited their perfect daughter.
As Lacey walked through the crowds of people her chest grew tight and her palms started to sweat as she glanced around for an escape route. She eventually saw a side door and headed for it. This was the moment however that would change Lacey’s public image. From here on everything she did would put her family and her own image at risk.
-
I stepped out in the cold biting air of London. Shivering I wrapped my arms around my body and leant back against the wall of the dark alleyway. My mind tried to focus on the bombshell my parents had just dropped on me. I would be married in exactly one year and 5 months. I would be married to a man that I hadn’t even met.
I took a deep breath to calm down my heart rate. However this caused instant coughing as I inhaled smoke immediately making my asthma act up. Covering my mouth to cough, I glanced around to see a guy across the alleyway staring at me curiously with a cigarette in his mouth. His eyebrow rose up at me as I continued to stare at him for a moment.
He was half covered in shadows but I knew who he was; a member of the popular boy band One Direction. He was the mysterious Zayn Malik. Not a person I really cared for as long as he donated a generous amount of money. Knowing that I had just previously charmed the pants of his fellow band member Harry Styles and girlfriend Skye Jackson, I found no reason why I should have to charm him. Not that I think I could at this point of time in my life. I was in an arranged marriage I would be surprised if I could say a coherent sentence.
“Smoking kills you know!” I blurted out glaring at the man. It was a stupid statement that sounded like it belonged to a child, but I didn’t care. I was angry and upset and this man was an easy target. Instead of being angry however, he merely laughed in my face before putting his cigarette out and moving towards me. I gulped and stepped back into the wall. His face was mere centimetres from mine and I could smell the smoke that still clouded around him.
“We all die eventually,” He said shrugging before turning and disappearing through the door back into the party. I stood there for a moment breathing softly trying to keep the smell of smoke out of my lungs. He was definitely a strange man, but he was the least of my worries.
I sighed resting my head against the harsh cold concrete behind me before gathering myself back up and making sure not a hair was out of place. I stood in front of the door and confidently opened it. All I had to do was survive this party, once that was done I could go home.
And then I was done. I would no longer act like their perfect daughter. I would smile and look presentable and act like Edmund is the love of my life for the media. But the moment I was alone, the moment the press was gone I would no longer be their perfect daughter. They went too far this time and I don’t think I could forgive them for this.
Oh dang, how did I completely skip so much! I have so much reading to do in the next two days before UNI starts. I probably won't be sleeping tonight, but I literally don't care I need to know it all!
8/26/14