D Is for Delightful

I looked around the makeup room at the four other models beside me. One on her phone, bragging about screwing someone or other for some sort of roll somewhere, another with a script reading it, the other holding her stomach-ugh, she better not be contagious and the fourth one with the most bitchiest look on her face, seeming to be eying the rest of us with a look of superiority.

“You squish your nose up like that too much it’ll stick, Adriana.” I smirked, directing my comment at the far blonde who rolled her eyes.

“Whatevs, maybe you should concentrate on worrying about yourself, ok? God knows you need it.” She responded.

I smirked, unaffected by her words.

“At least my face isn’t suffering from bitchsyndrome…any you got a huge zit on your nose, better get that extra concealer put on, wouldn’t want Liam to throw up just at the sight would we?” I replied happily, seeing her flip me the bird and turn around.

The girl holding her stomach groaned again, hunching over a little more before turning suddenly and emptying the contents of her stomach-right onto the bitchy girls lap.

I laughed heartily at the screech that left her lips and more so at the other girls who started freaking out. Unable to deal with the embarrassment the other girl left, like a dog with her tail between her legs-poor thing-not.

Oh my god, what the hell? We’re supposed to shoot a video-this can’t be happening….this can NOT be happening.” The director said, running around in a panic.

I watched him calmly, his assistants running after him like dogs on his heel.

“Peasants.” I muttered in dismay. I would never do that job, no one ever throws you a bone if you’re an assistant.

“Oh my god! Oh my GOD! I’m covered in puke! Help!” Adrianna screamed, her hands up in the air as a few assistants ran, guiding her from the makeup and wardrobe room-most likely to the showers and to get another outfit on.

The director burst into the room with the remaining three of us.

“Oh my god this is a disaster, where are we going to find a girl at such short notice?” He exclaimed, which made me raise my hand.

“I have a friend who would be perfect, she’s a model like me. Here.” I told him, taking out a picture of us to see if that would be more fitting. The other girl was a horse anyhow.

The director nodded.

“Call her, call her now; we are behind schedule.”

I squealed with delight and took out my IPhone six and speed dialed her number, waiting for it to ring a few times before it went to the machine.

She’s asleep-just perfect. The girl could sleep through an earthquake-in fact she has slept through an earthquake and then had the nerve to blame me for messing up her room.

“Oh my God, get down here! This model threw up and they need another girl, hurry!” I yelled, hanging up and calling back, leaving another message.

“Come on Delilah, you need to answer the phone, this is our big chance! Don’t ruin this for me!”

I hung up and dialed back, the director looking at me expectantly, I smiled nervously and dialed again.

“If you don’t answer this damn phone right now I’m putting Nair in your shampoo! I will, I’ll do it!” I threatened and hung up.

After three more times and three more threats, one pertaining to cockroaches and another to a grizzly bear, I got an idea. My flat was right up the street, I could run there and get her.

“Sir, our house is right up the street, I can run right up and back in less time it would take you to set things up.” I suggested with a smile, his one assistant clearing her throat. She had bushy eye brows, frumpy mouse hair and glasses-like that girl from Princess Diaries until they made her beautiful…sadly all the make up and make overs in the world couldn’t help this girl, she was fugly.

“Sir, were wasting time, why don’t I step in?” She suggested with a smile, causing me to laugh and do a double take. The director gave her a once over with a slightly disgusted look.

“They’re trying to make a music video using models, not advertising for a zoo commercial.” I smirked, seeing her frown.

The director rubbed the bridge of his nose.

“Destiny, is it?” He asked kindly.

“Yes sir, if you let me go I can-“I started but stopped when someone else came into the room-it was Harry. I smiled widely at his presence.

“What’s the hold up?” Harry asked in kind but also a little bit impatiently.

I saw the gorilla of an assistant pat down her hair, and flash a smile to Harry.

“One girl just got sick, the other girl is changing, we’re short one girl.” He said, which caused Harry to frown.

I waved my hand in front of his face to get his attention.

“No we’re not, I told you I live right down the street, I could run and get my friend! She is a model like me, seeee?” I insisted, waving the picture in front of the director’s face again.

Harry chuckled.

“Go get her but be very quick about it, we’re behind and we need to get this take before sunset, it will be nearly impossible to shoot when the sun starts to go down.”

I screeched, hugged him and rushed out of the room, thanking him a million times.

I don’t remember ever running so fast in my life. Hell, my heels don’t remember running this fast but I made it up the hill to our two room condo in less than three minutes-almost breaking my neck twice but who cares? It was awesome!

“Delilah! Get up, get up, get up! You have a part! You have a paaaaaaarrrrrt!” I yell as I went into her room, grasped her feet and dragged her off the bed and straight onto the floor.

She let out a scream of surprise, not from excitement but because I sort of woke her up from dragging her off the bed.

“Come on, get up! We gotta go! You have a part, the one girl got sick and left, you have to get up now!” I yelled as I took her feet and dragged her towards the bathroom as she protested loudly behind me.

I dropped her feet and grabbed her wrists, yanking her up to her feet and pushed her towards the bathroom.

2 minutes, go! Gogogo!” I yelled, seeing her just stand there in a daze.

I sighed and repeated the words slower.

“One direction, romance scene with one of the boys, girl got sick, you got the part.”

I waited for it to sink in, before hearing her squeal and run into the bathroom in a rush.

“Don’t forget mouthwash! Two minutes, hurry!” I yelled at her through the door.

It took all of 10 minutes to get back down there-mostly because her two minutes were seven minutes. This was so exciting!

We nervously got our makeup applied and her wardrobe needed to be changed but we were done within fifteen minutes and onset.

“Oh my god I can’t believe we’re here!” I screeched, while I knocked the puked on girl out of the way when she stood too close to me. She let out a disgruntled grunt and moved onto the other side away from me.

“Bitch.” I muttered under my breath as we were put in our places for the first take. I was being partnered with Harry-apparently he loved my spirit enough to request me personally, and I was the most beautiful out of these so called models-besides Delilah of course. We were Goddesses compared to the wannabe queen bees.

“Ok guys, take your places!” The director yelled as I tilted my head down shyly-it’s amazing how well my acting is…sweet shy, hah, if they only knew.

“Ok, scene 1, take one!” The director yelled, snapping that clappy thing. “And action!”

The whole mood was perfect and I will never in my life forget the way if felt when he grasped my hand and pulled me from the prop bench I had to sit on, twirling me out and pulling me close to him, his chest warm.

I looked in his eyes and smiled softly, it was almost as if he were singing to only me. I was the only one there. For a time I was, for a time his attention was all on me-the Goddess.

His mouth was perfect and I wanted to touch it with my own, the way it moved when he sang-the way it probably felt…oh the things these men do to me. Hot and bothered that’s all it was. Totally unfair.

He finally set me down again as he meticulously moved me across the floor like a princess-it was almost amazing how beautiful I looked and how I moved with him to guide me. It turns out the scene was shot so rhythmically with the other models that the scene couldn’t have turned out better if it tried. I was front and center with Harry and would no doubt get the most attention, Delilah was also in the front ground scene while the other three models were on the sides. It was a winner’s game, clearly something they weren’t.

As he set me back on the bench and kneeled down on his knee to take my hand, his eyes sparkled, leaning over to kiss my cheek.

It was then I noticed the director called cut, which was the boys queue to stand, Harry remained kneeling though as our eyes held.

“Hey Harry? You asking for her hand in marriage, mate? Get up, scenes over.” Niall joked-which I could have thrown something at him for ruining my hypnosis and calling us back to reality.

“You did really well, Destiny. You were gorgeous doll face.” Harry complimented, standing from the ground with a wider smile as he trotted off with the rest of the band.

“I know!” I called out to him, making him turn around with a raised eye brow before smiling and disappearing.

“Oh my god!” I screeched, going to find Delilah, she still sat on the prop bench, looking winded but had the biggest smile on her face.

Before I could say anything to my friend though, Adriana walked up to me, looking a little worse for wear but she stuck out her hand.

“You girls killed it, congratulations.” Adrianna said good naturedly as she stuck her hand out.

I scoffed and left her hand hanging in the air, pulling my winded friend up with me as I walked away.

“You only congratulate us because you know we’re more talented than you will ever be. Go back to stage productions, this game is for the big girls.”

Her mouth dropped open in shock but I was far too busy to care. We nailed it and now we were going to be stars.

The adrenaline pulsed through me as I made my way to the director who was re-watching the shots on a playback screen, I took a peak along with him and folded my arms, an unreadable expression.

“I love that one. You flowed beautifully, you’re a natural-the both of you.” The director said as he pointed at our shots on the screen.

“I know, it’s a talent. I can sing, I can dance if I have the right partner-which I did and I can draw, paint. I am a woman of many talents, I would be shocked if there wasn’t anything I couldn’t do.” I boasted proudly.

“A woman of many talents indeed.” Harry said from behind me, smiling-coming to stand between me and the director.

“How did it take?” Harry asked, watching the screen as the shots of us kept playing on a loop. He seemed to notice how synchronized we were and smiled, looking at me. “We do make a great dance couple don’t we? I should hire you in the future.” He winked.

I chuckled without a response and watched the scene again before it was finally turned off.

“They came out really well Harry, I can’t wait to see the video after the cutting room floor is done with it.” The director boasted, smiling before turning towards the gorilla assistant who looked more somber. “Go get mister Styles his water and do be quick about it, yes?”

I snickered as she went to tuttle off to fetch the God his water but not before she threw me a dirty look.

“Oh, I’ll have one too!” I called after her-just to add insult to injury and laugh with Delilah. Harry tilted his head and watched us curiously before shrugging and discussing the technicalities with the director.

Once the focus wasn’t on me I stood there and waited to see what was next, hoping Harry would notice me again because this girl, Destiny Autumn Faith, loves attention and she demands it. So I crossed my arms over my chest and stood there casually, just listening in on their conversation-which in itself was boring-mostly because they weren’t talking about me.

Notes

I'm co-writing this with Speedy Cars - my first co-writing fan fiction with another writer for a few years. If you get time, check out her stories - especially if you're a 1D fan. I like Suck it and See, if I recommend anything it would be that one, it's a really great read so far.

I've never written a conceited character quite like Destiny before, holy wow, even I can't stand her lol, she reminds me way too much of a girl I know, true story I do know someone who is just like Destiny and I kept thinking - well, this is what she would do, this is def what she would say. Anyhow - our first chapter and I started us off on what is going to be a pretty interesting roller coaster of a story haha, Speeding Cars will take it up at the next chapter for chapter 2.