All That We Could Be

Chapter Four

“Fallon! Have you seen this yet?” Cheryl hurried into Fallon’s room. She was holding the Daily Mail On Sunday and a copy of The Sun in one hand; and in the other she was holding her hot chocolate. Her voice sounded worried. Fallon removed the pillow away from her eyes. “Way to kill a dream…” She muttered. “Yes well Sleeping Beauty, I think you should have a look at what the tabloids are saying about you and your new found Prince Charming.” Cheryl retorted, as she handed the papers to Fallon.

“Oh no…” Fallon groaned, as she saw the headlines. “Fallon and mystery man leave club after performance.” Cheryl echoed the headlines. “They couldn’t think of anything more original?” Fallon asked. “With you, I’m guessing they were being nice calling Daniel the mystery man.” Cheryl snickered. “Touché…although I’ve never had any reason to believe they were interested in who I see.” Fallon said. “Well you are starting to become the new pop sweetheart. So I’m guessing they’ll be coming at you now.” Cheryl told Fallon.

Fallon didn’t seem to happy about that idea. “Can’t they just forget me like they usually do? This is going to make things so much harder…What about Daniel? If they’re going to follow me now…crap…they make my life so complicated.” Fallon said darkly. “Yes well…we can’t live with them or without them…by the way how did Daniel take the whole you being a solo artist thing? I know you didn’t tell him before hand…cause when I saw him he looked flabbergasted …”Cheryl said with a laugh. “Quite well actually…he didn’t flip out on me!” Fallon told Cheryl happily. “See I told you he was a keeper.” The older girl smirked. “Yea…anyways do you think I should call Daniel to give him a heads up on the tabloids?” Fallon asked, steering the conversation away from her and Daniel.

“Yea, I think…” Cheryl was interrupted by the phone ringing. Fallon got up and crossed the room quickly to answer it. “Fallon?” asked the voice. “Yea…” She answered. “Why didn’t you tell me you were going out with some one?” At once the voice became familiar. “Craig…I’m not going to get into this with you…” Fallon said seriously. “Yea well, you had better start being a little bit careful as to where you go. Don’t do anything stupid, you hear me?” Craig warned her. Fallon couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “I promise I won’t do anything stupid.” “I’m being serious; if the paparazzi catch you doing something reckless…I don’t know how we’ll salvage your image.” “Have I really done anything that bad?” Fallon asked, slightly wounded. “No, not yet. But you’ve never really been seen with a guy before either. So just make sure you don’t do anything that might come back to bite you in the end.” Craig said with more warning. “Look Craig…what am I going to do? I don’t drink, I don’t smoke, I don’t even party…unless I have to…I don’t eat pork…what exactly are you expecting me to do? I don’t even do drugs…in fact I’ve never done any of these things in my whole life.” Fallon said with a little steel in her tone. She didn’t understand why he was being so cautioning.

“I know you don’t do anything stupid…it’s just with you, all I’ve had to worry about is critics. Now suddenly the tabloids have you pictured with some guy…it’s starting a whole new set of worries for me.” Craig said with some sympathy. “He’s not some guy…his name is Daniel. If you meet him, I think you’ll like him. Even Cheryl likes him.” Fallon said quietly. “I know dear, I’m not complaining about his likeability. Maybe I will meet him one of these days…just to make sure he doesn’t do anything idiotic. Well anyway…just take care okay? Bye.” With that Craig hung up the phone. Fallon replaced the receiver.

“So what was that all about?” Cheryl asked, she was grinning. “Nothing…just worried about how Daniel might affect my image…if I decide to change paths and go onto the destructive pop star path.” Fallon said with a little resentment. “I’ve never thought that you would take the destructive path like you know Amy Winehouse, Britney Spears, and the rest of them. I always thought you’d be more like the constructive pop star…more like Cheryl Cole and Girls Aloud.” Cheryl said with a laugh. “Well I’m glad at least you believe in me.” Fallon retorted.