The Switch Up(A Liam Payne love story)

Chapter 3

  [BRITNEY'S P.O.V]

I was scowling at the dress  that I had to wear tonight for P.P's engagement party.
I hated it.

The very sight of it made me wanna throw up.

I sighed as I thought about P.P. Poor girl, she's gonna be in a big mess hours from now.
I hated her Mama....Cruella Deville...

What kind of parent just forces their kid into marriage?!
That too, to a complete stranger!

Okay, she knew Adrian but still!

As I stood scowling, my computer screen indicated that I had a new mail.

I jumped into my rotating chair and clicked open.

To Britney Luke,

Your application for a job as a stylist has been accepted by our record label. You will be a temporary stylist for one of our groups for a month. The details will be sent to you as soon as you reply to this letter.

Syco.

I stared at the mail for a while.

I had been selected!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!

I was gonna be a groups' stylist!!
Wait.
Which group?

I re-read it again but they hadn't specified the group.

WHO CARES?!!!!

I'M LIVIN' MY DREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My screen blinked again and I checked to find another mail.

To, Britney Luke,

We have selected you to become an assistant for our stylist. Your apprenticeship will be for a month. You will be styling for Ariana Grande. For further details, please reply.

Republic.

Now I was damn sure that I needed more oxygen!

I was so excited that I couldn't contain myself.

Minutes later I was jumping around the room like a hyper rabbit.

But the question remained.

Ariana or mysterious group??

I loved Ariana! I was a huge fan of her music...and that group...It said Syco right?
I Googled Syco and found a lot of groups...One group caught my eyes immediately.

One Direction.

Could it be them??

Oh what was I gonna do?!!!

'BRITNEY! ARE YOU READY YET?!!!', yelled Mama from downstairs.

Shit!

'Er, give me five minutes!!', I yelled and I could hear her sigh.

I had time...I could decide....

[ELIZABETH'S P.O.V]

I refused to open my bedroom door.

' Elizabeth Mary White! You open that door young lady or you'll be-', started my Mama but I cut her off.

'Or I'll be what?! You already sold me off to some guy!!', I yelled.

'Young lady if you don not open that door-', she said but she was int erupted by someone.

'P.P?', called Britney softly.

I bit my tongue.

'I know you in there. Open up', she pleaded.

I sighed out in frustration and opened the door allowing only her to get in.