You & I

"Okay, so tell me Bree." Chelsea says.

Yes. Chelsea. Chelsea from school. The one who used to torture me, and tried to ruin my life. She's now a host, for Good Morning America. I don't think she completely hates me, but she isn't quite fond of me. She keeps acting like she's annoyed by me. I don't know why. More people know who she is than me.

"What do you look in for a guy?" She smiles. Harry.

"Well, a turn on," I giggle, "Is probably tattoos." I nod, "I don't know, they're just so.. so hot." I think again, what if I said Harry? I should just describe Harry, don't you think? "And muscular. Green eyes." I smile.

"Sounds pretty familiar." She fakes a laugh, "Okay, so do you and Harry have a thing?" She asks me.

"No, we're just friends." I smile, and she nods, "Anybody you have your eye on?" She asks. I shake y head, "Nobody really," I lie

"Well, Cody Simpson has something to tell you, and is on Skype with us right now!." She giggles.

Literally, it's been said that Cody Simpson, ha this huge crush on me, and it's getting so annoying. Now he's on Skype? He has something to tell me? Ugh, I don't even like his music. I wait for them to put the Skype call on the screen, and he finally pops up.

"Hi, Chelsea." He smiles, "Hi, Bree." He waves.

"Hello." I smile, and wave.

"So, Bree I'm gonna be in Los Angeles this week.." His words trail off. What? It would be so messed up, if he asks me out, right here. It would make me look like a bitch, if I say no. "Would you like to go out sometime?" He gives a small smirk.

"Of course, I'd love to." I smile, and hear the crowd in awe. No. This cannot happen. It just can't. "Well, I have to go now, nice talking to you." He smile, "Bye!" He says, and ends the call.

"Looks, like you have your eye on something now." Chelsea gives a sly grin, and turns back to the audience, "It was lovely to have you Bree, now here is her new song, off her EP, which comes out next week, Not About Angels." She claps, and smiles.

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I walk backstage, and grab a water bottle. I'm so frustrated. First, Harry isn't here, my first interview without him, and then they put me on the spot like that? What the hell! I feel a tap, and turn around annoyed. I see a tall man, with blue eyes, and brown hair. "Hello, I'm Jackson. I'm your manager." He smiles.

"Oh, hi!" I shake his hand, "Brian did mention, something about a manager." I smile. He laughs, and nods. He wasn't wearing those professional clothe, he was dress a bit more laid back. "We need to catch up, on some stuff." He says, escorting me to the exit.

"Okay, just let me get my stuff," I smile, as he waits by the door. I go back to the dressing room, and grab my bag. I walk out, then I'm stopped by Chelsea. "Hello, Breeana we meet again." She smiles.

"What do you want?'' I ask. She laughs, "I know you have a thing with Harry."

"What makes you think that?" I snap.

"Oh please, you may look innocent, but you don't fool us sweetheart." She says disgusted, "but I thought I'd be a nice person, and set you up with Cody." She was behind the whole thing. I knew Cody Simpson didn't know who I was!

"I don't know why you hate me so much." I spat at her. "Darling, I'll explain it later, but one thing you must know," She says grabbing my arm, softly, "Jai is my cousin." She winks.

"Fuck off." I spat, and walk to Jackson.

Notes

sorry its short im in a rush but i will update this story later