Faye & Siva
I tightened the iceskates around my feet. I had not prepared for iceskating. I was wearing white wooly tights, a skirt and my red coat. Not exactly sporty clothes. ‘You have to promise to help me.’ I said to Siva. He smiled. ‘DOn’t worry, you’ll be fine.’ he said. He grabbed my hand, and pulled me onto the ice. I wasn’t so sure. It was a nice place, though. The frozen lake in the middle of the woods next to Siva’s home was quiet. If people wanted to go iceskating, they went to the town and did it on the built icerink there. But we had went here, and I was glad. It was just me, and Siva and the trees. I was wobbly as i skated round the ice, but i didn’t fall. ‘See, you can do it!’ Siva grinned. ‘Heh.’ I muttered, pulling a face. As soon as i said that, my skate caught on the ice and i went flying, losing Siva’s grip and falling to the floor, skidding across the ice on my bum. Siva had stopped skating and looked at me, trying not to laugh. I scowled, sitting on the ice and wanting to cry.
‘Are you alright, honey?’ Siva’s mum asked me. I nodded, sipping the hot chocolate she’d given me. I still had my coat and gloves on, and my ugg boots. ‘Why don’t you take your coat off, and get warm by the fire?’ She asked. ‘Okay.’ I murmured, putting the hotchocolate down and taking of my coat and gloves. ‘Mam, where’s me guitar?’ Trevor, Siva’s elder brother asked, coming into the room. ‘It’s in your room, where else?’ his mum answered, and I smiled. ‘Hi Faye.’ Trevor smiled, and winked at me. I tried not to laugh, and I saw Siva narrow is eyes at Trevor, who scurried back up the stairs. I sipped my hot chocolate still smiling over the rim of the mug. ‘Siva, go and get your brother please.’ His mum said. ‘Kumar?’ Siva asked, getting up. ‘Aye.’ his mum answered, smiling. ‘Want to come with me?’ Siva smiled at me. ‘Sure.’ I smiled, getting up and following him.
Kumar hadn’t been very hard to find. He’d been upstairs, in his room, on his laptop. Like he always was. ‘Mam wants you.’ Siva said. ‘Okay.’ Kumar said, not looking up. Siva sighed, pulled a face and turned to me. He gestured to the door, and i smiled. ‘Hey, Kumar.’ i said. He looked up. ‘Oh. Hi Faye.’ he grinned. ‘Your mum needs you. Now.’ I smiled. ‘Okay.’ he smiled, moving the laptop and getting up. He pushed past me ad Siva, and went downstairs. Siva looked at me, his mouth hanging open. ‘How?’ he muttered. I laughed, biting my lip, and leaving the room.
‘You okay?’ Siva asked me. I nodded, smiling. ‘You’re not cold or anything?’ I shook my head. ‘You don’t want to go inside, or-’ ‘Siva.’ I said. ‘I’m fine.’ He nodded, looking straight ahead. ‘Good.’ he looked back at me and smiled. It was silent for a moment. ‘You looking forward to going back to London?’ he asked me. I paused. ‘A bit, yeh. I miss it. But not that much.’ He nodded. ‘When we get back, I have to go somewhere.’ he said. ‘And, I’m not sure if you can come.’ I nodded. I didn’t mind being excluded from things. I often was. Especially in the modelling business; sometimes you were so alone, it hurt. ‘I’m going to go inside now.’ I said. ‘Okay.’ he smiled, ‘I’m just gonna stay here for a bit longer.’ I nodded, and i was about to get up, when he leant down, and kissed me lightly. ‘See you later.’ he smiled, and i got up. I felt like i couldn’t walk, but some how, i managed to get inside, and flopped on the sofa, grinning to myself. He had kissed me. He had actually kissed me.
I sat in my room thinking about what had just happened. He’d kissed me, he’d actually kissed me! But what now? We were dating, were we not dating, what? Oh god i was so confused. There was a knock on the door. I hoped it was Siva. ‘Hello?’ Nope, it was his older sister, Hazel. ‘Hi.’ I smiled, gesturing to her to come in. She grinned. ‘I saw you and Seev outside.’ she grinned. I smiled to myself. ‘Yeh.’ ‘You would make an amazing couple.’ she smiled. ‘Really? You think so?’ I asked, looking at her. ‘Really.’ she smiled. ‘He’s in the sitting room, why not come down with me?’ ‘Sure.’ I smiled, following her out of my room.
I entered the sitting room feeling a bit nervous. But Siva smiled at me, and gestured at me to sit down next to him. He grabbed my hand, notsaying anything. It was quite cramped in the sitting room. With 10 people under one roof, all of us being in one room was a bad idea. But soon, me, Siva, Kumar and Trevor would be back in England, and everyone would have some room to breath. ‘When do we leave for England?’ I asked, breaking the silence. ‘Tomorrow night.’ Kumar smiled. I nodded, leaning back on the sofa. I wasn’t Irish, so I was kind of glad to be going back to England. But Ireland felt like a second home to me. At least, it did when Siva was there. ‘You looking forward to going back?’ his mum asked me. ‘A bit, yeh.’ I smiled. ‘But I’m going to miss this place.’ She smiled. ‘It’s a beautiful place. I keep telling them three to come home more often, but of course, they want to be off doing their own thing.’ I smiled, nd Siva shook his head, laughing. We settled down after that, putting a movie on. I never saw the end though, as I fell asleep with my head resting on Siva’s shoulder.
‘Faye. Faye.’ Siva whispered, shaking my shoulder. ‘Faye, hun, we’ve landed. Come on, wake up.’ My eyes fluttered open, and i saw Siva smile. ’Come on, we’ve landed.’ ‘We’re in England?’ I asked. He nodded. I yawned. I felt slightly dazed. Siva got up and handed me my bag. ‘Come on then.’ I nodded, taking the bag and walking off the plane. I took a few steps and then fell. Siva put out an arm to catch me. ‘You okay?’ he asked. I nodded. ‘Just wobbly.’ I muttered. He frowned, keeping an arm around my waist as Kumar yelled, ‘Come on!’ We got off the plane, to get soaked in rain. True to form, it was raining. I laughed as we ran inside, trying to get sheltered.
I got into the office the next day just on time. ‘Faye, you’re back, at last!’ My agent, Hilda cried. ‘I’ve had so many offers for you! Topshop, Dorothy Perkins, New Look, loads of big brand names!’ I smiled. Hilda was good at getting me jobs. There was a knock on the door, and me and Hilda looked up. It was Lola. ‘There’s a call for you, Miss. Summer. A Mrs. Gibson, from River Island.’ ‘Brilliant, hand it over!’ Hilda said, and Lola quickly gave her the phone. She smiled at me. ‘Hi Faye.’ ‘Hi Lola.’ I smiled, waving. She smiled, scurring outof the room. ‘Ola, how are you? Good, good…Yes, I’m fine, had a touch of the cold, but I’m well… Next Thursday?… Well, she’s here, so I’ll ask… Okay, one minute.’ She held the phone to her chest. ‘Faye, darling, how do you feel about modelling some of the summer wear for River Island this thursday?’ I smiled, nodding. ‘I’ll do it.’ Hilda put the phone back to her. ‘She’ll do it! 10am this thursday?…. Okay, that’s fine. Thank you. Goodbye.’ She hung up. ‘Yet another job for you, now come on, you ahve to be at n Armani shoot in 10 minutes!’ I sighed, letting her pull me out of my seat and drag me along the corridor.
I sat in front of the mirror as Ladona wafted around me, putting blusher along my cheek bones and curling my hair. She muttered in spanihs as she went around, pushign ehr dark hair out of her eyes. ‘Are you nearly done?’ I asked. She ignored me, and kept doing my make up. I sighed. ‘¿Estás a punto de terminar?’ She looked up at me, nodding. ‘Aah, sí, sí, estoy casi listo.’ Aah, yes, yes, I’m almost done. I smiled, nodded, and put my iPod headphones in, humming along to the music and shutting my eyes.
Collete and Ophelia strutted down the cat walk. After them, it was my turn. Their dresses hung off them beautifully, and they pouted as they walked up and down. They struck a pose, and returned to the wings, where i was waiting. Ophelia smiled at me. She said nothing - she couldn’t speak much english, and i couldn’t speak greek - but Collete, smiled at me and said in her broad french accent, ‘Good luck! Not that you’ll need it!’ she danced backstage as i took a deep breath, and walked out onto the cat walk. I kept my chin up, putting one foot in front of the other fluidly. Suddenly, i felt a twinge in my ankle. The pain shot up my leg and into my lower back, and i couldn’t stop myself from crying out. I crumpled to the floor, screaming in agony as cameras flashed, and my eyes closed.
I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, attached to tubes and wires, surrounded by young men and women using technical medical phrases. I could only guess I was in hospital.
‘Aah, you’re awake!’ One of them smiled at me. ‘Do you remember anything?’
The last thing I could remember was walking down the catwalk then everything blacked out. I couldn’t find a way to speak, I felt really tired. I nodded my head slightly before closing my eyes, but not going back to sleep.
‘Go inform her family’ I heard a female voice say.
A couple of minutes later, I re-opened my eyes. I saw Siva standing there with blood-shot eyes. His mum was there too, and Hilda, both looking equally as worried.
‘Faye..’ Siva began. ‘Wh-what happened?’
I shrugged, still struggling to speak.
‘She passed out on the catwalk. We aren’t sure what’s wrong with her yet, but it wasn’t just a one-off. We think it might be because of the modelling. You might have to take it easy for a while.’ She explained.
‘Does that mean..?’ Hilda panicked.
‘Yes. She’ll have to lay off the modelling for a while and relax. If she gets too stressed, it could get worse.’ The doctor told her.
Hilda sighed. ‘What am I going to do without her?! She’s my best client!’
‘Well, if she carries on modelling, you could lose her for good. If she stops for now, she might be able to come back.’ The doctor was now looking at some machines, I have no idea how she understood them though.
Hilda had left looking like a wreck. She couldn’t deal with the fact that her best model had to lay off for a while. I had smiled, told her I would be back as soon as I could, and hugged her lightly. I was still holding Siva’s hand tightly. But eventually, visiting time ended. ‘Okay, time to go.’ The nurse said, gesturing to Siva and his mum. His mum stood up, but Siva stayed sitting down. ‘Can I sty with her? Please?’ He asked. The nurse pursed her lips. Eventually, she said, ‘I’ll go see my boss.’ She turned on her heel and walked out the room. ‘You can go home, Seev. I’ll be fine.’ I said, squeezing his hand. He shook his head. ‘I want to stay.’ I smiled. The nurse came back in. ‘You can stay.’ She nodded. ‘But only you.’ I grinned, as Siva’s mum kissed my forehead and left.
To be completely honest, sleeping in the hospital that night was fun. It was like having a sleepover, but a really cheesy one. We had food, drinks and ended up telling ghost stories. It was actually the most fun I’d had in ages. I had shuffled along, being careful of the tubes and wires, and invited Siva onto the bed. I had fell asleep with my head resting on Seev’s chest. But when I woke up in the morning, he was gone. I started to panick, looking round frantically for him. ‘Faye, Faye, sssh, Faye, I’m here.’ He said, grabbing hold of my hand. I looked round, my eyes wide and my breathing quick. He smiled reasuringly at me, and I started to calm down a bit. He laughed slightly, and kissed my forehead. ‘You didn’t think I’d leave, did you?’ he said, frowning. I nodded, pursing my lips. He took both my hands and looked at me. ‘I’ll never leave you Faye. I promise.’
A couple of days later I was allowed to go home. I managed to convince Siva to go home and get some more clothes, but he was barely gone two hours.
I made it home fine. I wasn’t allowed to go on long walks, or do a lot of excercise, I had to be careful what I ate. The worst part was having to take crutches with me everywhere I went for at least a month, just in case I struggled. Siva walked me inside, his hand resting on the small of my back, his face close to mine. ‘Want some tea?’ He asked me, finally letting go of me. I nodded my head, heading through to the living room, where Jay, Tom, Max and Nathan were already sitting. ‘Hey! You feeling better then?!’ Jay smiled, standing up to give me a warm hug. ‘Yeah, I feel great thanks.’ I smiled back at him, plonking myself on the sofa between him and Nathan. ‘AAH, shit!’ I heard Siva yell from the kithchen. ‘Y’alright babe?’ I shouted through to him. I stood up to go see what happened, when a familiar pain shot up my leg, and once again everything went blank.
I groaned, rubbing my head. I was staring at the ceiling, lying on the couch. I went to get up, but there was a hand on my shoulder, pushing me down. ‘Just stay there, don’t hurt yourself.’ It was Tom, hovering over me. ‘W-where’s Seev?’ I murmured. ‘Went to get changed,’ Max said. ‘He was gonna stay here with you, but the tea was still really really hot, so he had to go and put a clean top on.’ I nodded, lying back on the sofa. It was a few minutes before I heard Siva almost shout ‘Faye!’ He knelt down next to me on the sofa, so our faces were almost level. ‘You alright?’ he asked, looking worried. ‘I am now.’ I smiled, as he kissed my forehead.
I sat in the park, watching the lads on here funny little go-kart thingies. Jayne sat next to me, with the flip camera, filming them. As we sat there, she turned to smile at me. ‘And how are you darling?’ she asked me. ‘Fine. I guess.’ I answered, watching the birds in the trees. I looked down at my legs and adjusted my tights. ‘It’s a bit of a set-back.’ Jayne said, looking at me with pity. I nodded. I loved modelling. It was what I did best. But that wasn’t the only problem. No modelling meant no money. No money meant no rent. No rent meant… ‘I’m getting kicked out of my apartment.’ I blurted. I pressed my lips together, wondering why I had said that. ‘What?’ she asked, looking at me. ‘Nothing.’ I said, shaking my head. ‘Mmm…’ she murmured, turnign back to the lads on their karts.
Faye & Siva - Part 10
After they had stopped filming, i saw Jayne talking to Siva. Both of them looked really serious. ‘Oh god.’ I murmured, putting my head in my hands. ‘What’s wrong?’ Nathan asked, looking at me with concern. ‘I said something I shouldn’t have.’ I muttered, looking up at him. ‘Was it bad?’ he asked. I shrugged. ‘I don’t know. Yet.’ I looked back over to Siva, who was nodding seriously. Jayne turned around and walked over to Tom and Max, and Siva walked over to me. ‘I need to talk to you.’ he said quietly, and I nodded, watching Nathan get up and leave.
‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ he asked. He looked genuinly hurt. ‘I thought I could handle it.’ I said, shrugging. Siva sighed. ‘Well, you can always move in with us, if you like. It’ll be pretty cramped - 6 of us in one house - but we’ll make it work.’ he squeezed my hand. ‘No, Seev, I’ll be fine, I-’ ‘No.’ he said, interrupting me. ‘You’re comign to live with us. No arguments! Come on! You can pack your stuff tonight and move in tomorrow.’ And that was it. Siva kissed me gently. ‘You can always tell me when you’re in trouble, darlin.’ he whispered. I nodded, put my arms in my crutches and stood up, smiling. ‘Thanks Seev.’
I was done moving in, and it was only 1pm. Siva smiled as he shut the last drawer. ‘Your officially moved in!’ he grinned. I smiled. He came over, and sat on the ebd next to me. I looked at him with a smile, ‘Thank you.’ I said. ‘No problem’ he smiled. ‘Couldn’t have you living on the streets, now could we?’ I shook my head, grinning, and rested my head on his chest. He kissed my forehead and rocked me slightly. And then he pulled away, and cried, ‘ooh! I almost forgot!’ he pulled out a little box from his trouser pocket. It was black, and velvet and much like a ring box. I narrowed my eyes. ‘What’s this then?’ I asked. ‘Open it.’ he grinned. I fingered the box, and gently lifted the lid. A little silver key lay in it, and on the key was a key ring. I looked at the picture inside it. It was me and Siva, in Ireland, when we went to a photobooth outside the airport. I smiled at him. ‘Thank you.’ I grinned, stretching my arms up and hugging him, staying there for ages.
We sat with a cup of tea and watched the telly. I had went outside, and Siva had locked the door, and I had unlocked, therefore christening my new key. When I had got in, I had laughed, thinking about how pointless that was. And now we sat in the tiny living room, my crutches resting on the side of the sofa in case I needed to walk anywhere. ‘So, have you stopped modelling completely then?’ I asked him, sipping my tea. He nodded. ‘I like being in the band. More than modelling.’ I pulled a face. ‘Oh my god,’ I said, realising something with a grin. ‘What?’ Siva askd, smiling slightly. ‘I’m your groupie!’ I laughed, having to put the tea down incase I spilt it. Siva burst out laughing, and we were still laughing when there was a knock on the door. ‘It’s open.’ Siva called. In stepped a girl, with tanned skin and dark hair, a smile lighting her lips. ‘Hi, Siva!’ she smiled. ‘Who’s this?’ I frowned. Siva looked at me. ‘This is Nareesha.’
‘Hi!’ Nareesha smiled at me. ‘Um… who are you?’ she asked. ‘I’m Faye. Siva’s girlfriend.’ I answered. ‘You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend!’ Nareesha smiled. I turned to Siva. ‘You didn’t tell her that you had a girlfriend?’ I muttered. Siva shrugged. Nareesha didn’t seem to notice us. ‘Well, I just came to drop off your coat, you left it at mine yesterday.’ ‘You went to her house?’ I hissed at Siva. He smiled nervously, turnign back to Nareesha. ‘Thanks.’ he smiled, getting up and taking it off her. ‘No problem. See you tomorrow!’ Nareesha smiled, shutting the door and leaving. It was silent for a moment. And then I turned to Siva, ’You are in big trouble.’
I stood at the kitchen counter facing the cupboards. ‘What do you mean, ‘what did you do’!?’ I cried, throwing my hands in the air. ‘I was only being friendly!’ Siva replied. ‘Oh, yeh, cause every time I meet a pretty girl, I always go back to her house!’ I yelled, turning to face him. ‘What’s so wrong about that?’ Siva shouted. ‘Nothing, Seev. I wouldn’t have cared if you would’ve went back to her house and had a cuppa or whatever, but you didn’t tell her about me? Your girlfriend?’ Siva pressed his lips into a thin line. ‘We never talked about boyfriends or girlfriends.’ He answered quietly. ‘Oh, of course not.’ I replied, grabbing my cup of tea and storming off to my room.
I only cried a little bit. I wasn’t so much sad as angry. Nareesha was pretty, and smiley, and could stand up for two minutes without collapsing. I was about to start crying again, when there was a faint knock at the door. ‘Come in.’ I murmured. The door swung open slowly, and Siva came in. He sat on the edge of the bed next to me. He said nothing. Eventually, he turned to me and said, ‘I’m sorry. I won’t see her again if you don’t want me to.’ I shook my head, looking at her. ‘That’s not what I want Siva. I’m sorry, okay. I over reacted. I’m sorry.’ He put an arm around me, and kissed the top of my head. ‘I love you.’ he said. ‘I love you too.’ I murmured.
I chewed the inside of my lip as the doctor tapped away at his computor. He swivelled in his chair, and smiled. ‘Faye. How are you?’ ‘Erm, I’m better, I think.’ I replied. He nodded. ‘Any pain in your legs or ankles?’ He asked. I shook my head. He scribbled something down on a piece of paper and said, ‘Have you tried standing up at all? Without the crutchs?’ I shook my head. The doctor nodded. ‘Pass me your crutches.’ he said. I frowned, but handed them over. ‘Now stand up.’ he ordered. I frowned, and looked at Siva, who was looking worridley at the doctor. ‘Go on,’ the doctor urged. ‘Just stand up.’ I squeezed my eyes tight shut, and then opened them, standing up and waiting for everything to go black.
But…. ‘I’m still standing. I’m still standing up!’ I beamed. And then… ‘Faye!’ Siva cried, standing up and grabbing me. ‘I-I’m okay.’ I murmured, leaning on Siva, and letting him help me down. The doctor smiled. ‘You’ve made brilliant progress. That was 4 minutes there, well done.’ I grinned. ‘But I still need the crutches.’ I said. The doctor nodded. ‘Unfortunatley, yes. But if this rate of repair keeps up, you shouldn’t be dependant on them in about a month.’ ‘But will I be able to model?’ I asked. The doctor kept a straight face. ‘Who knows.’
Siva walked along beside me as I hobbled along. ‘Hopefully I won’t be using these soon.’ I grinned. He smiled. ‘Just be careful.’ He said. I nodded. ‘Come on,’ Siva said, ‘Let’s go to the cafe.’ We hadn’t been to the cafe in a while. It had been the place where me and Siva had spent most of our time when we first me, going in to have a coffee after work, or something. And as we sat down at the table, I heard, ‘Seev!’ I turned round. Jay waved, coming in and sitting down next to me. ‘Hi.’ I smiled. ‘Hello!’ Jay hugged me lightly, and smiled, ‘There’s a party tonight. Yous have to come!’
I sat on my bed in my coral coloured, sleeveless lace dress, and put the pill in my mouth. The doctor had prescribed them to me. They were to keep me on my feet for long periods of time. They were only to be used when it was necessary. ‘I’m not sure about this.’ Siva murmured from beside me. I smiled at him. ‘I’ll be fine.’ He pulled a face. ‘And anyways, you’ll be there to catch me if i fall, won’t you?’ I smiled. ‘Always.’ he smiled back, standing up and pulling me with him. He put his arms around my waist and kissed me, softly at first, and then- I broke away with a laugh. ‘We have a party to go to.’ I grinned. Siva laughed. ‘Come on then!’
‘You came!’ Jay grinned, hugging me. I laughed. ‘Of course!’ ‘Bet Siva tried to stop you from coming though didn’t he?’ Jay smirked. I shook my head, rolling my eyes. ‘He wasn’t that bad actually.’ Jay laughed. ‘Come on then, they’re all inside.’ He turned, walking into a dark room. I followed him, holding Siva’s hand. ‘You okay?’ Siva whispered into my ear. ‘Fine.’ I smiled at him. He was so concerned. Max, Michelle, Tom, Kelsey, Nathan and some girl where sat around a big circular table. I didn’t know the person who’s party it was, but Jay had said it was okay for us to come in. I was about to sit down, when I heard, ‘Bitch!’
I spun around, and felt my cheek sting. Behind me, everyone gasped. I had been slapped. Right across the face as well. ‘What?’ I yelled, trying to be heard over the music. I looked up. Nareesha stood over me. She was drunk, I knew that much. ‘Why did you come to my party, bitch?’ she spat. Oh. So that’s who’s party it was. I looked around the table. They were all shocked. ‘Well, bitch?’ she hissed. I grinned. ‘It takes a bitch to know a bitch.’ I said, and she gasped. And that’s when she hit me with her glass.
‘Oh god.’ I moaned, sitting up. ‘Woah, woah, you stay down, if she sees you back up she’ll be at you.’ Tom muttered in my ear. I did as I was told, and slowly lay back down. ‘Tom?’ I whispered. ‘What’s going on?’ ‘Siva’s talking to Nareesha, and many many people are calling the police. Oh, and Mich is calling an ambulance.’ He murmured. I shook my head slightly. ‘I don’t need an ambulance, I’m fine.’ Tom pulled a face. ‘Put your hand up to your forehead. Just where you hair starts.’ I slowly and shakily raised my hand. It felt wet. I looked at my fingertips, which were now covered in blood. ‘Oh god,’ I murmured. And then I blacked out.
As my eyes fluttered open, the room came into focus. The ceiling was white, with blue flecks in it. The walls were white, and there was a little brown table in the corner with a large vase on it. The vase was filled with pink and white flowers, which looked bright against the walls. There was faint beeping behind me. ‘She’s awake!’ A voice said, and I turned my head towards it. Another voice from the opposite direction said, ‘Ssh. Faye, darlin’? Faye?’ It was Siva. I turned my head towards him. He leant in and kissed my forehead, and my eyes fluttered shut again.
‘But will this effect my walking?’ I asked the doctor as he looked at my chart. The Doctor shook his head. ‘It shouldn’t do.’ he said. ‘But take it easy for the next few days, okay? Use your crutches, and don’t walk long distances.’ I nodded, frowning at my crutches as they stood in the corner of the room. Siva squeezed my hand, and smiled at me sympathetically. ‘See you in a few weeks.’ The Doctor said, smiled and left the room. I sighed, closing my eyes and leaning back against the bed.
Part 18 - 1 year later
I narrowed my eyes at the crutches in the corner of the room, as I did every morning. I didn’t need them any more, but they were always there, eyeing me up. I stuck my tongue out at them, and walked to the kitchen. I looked at the clock. We had to leave soon, otherwise we’d be late. ‘Nath! Seev! Come on!’ I yelled. I heard a groan, and a thud, and a door opened. ‘Morning Nath.’ I smiled. ‘Ngh.’ He replied, sitting down at the breakfast bar. ‘Seev!’I yelled. ‘…Siva!’ I yelled again. ‘Don’t make me come in there!’ There was another thump, and the door to our room swung open. ‘Calm down, mam.’ Siva muttered, walking past me into the kitchen.
‘Hi Jayne.’ I smiled, hugging her lightly. Jayne had taken me on as co-manager of the band, and I was loving it. ‘Any news for me?’ she asked, sitting down with a cup of coffee. ‘Fabulous magazine wants a photo shoot and an interview, and they’ll pay £10,000; Top of The Pops wants a photo shoot at £8,500; and Metro Radio wants a live interview at no specified price.’ I reeled off the information as if I had it written in front of me. ‘Brilliant.’ Jayne smiled. ‘Ring them back, say we’ll do them all. And now I have some big news.’
I listened intently. ‘We’re going to America. To meet with Atomic Records. They want to sign the boys in America.’ ‘That’s brilliant!’ I grinned, hugging her again. ‘When’re we going?’ ‘Next week.’ Jayne said. ‘And now we have to tell the boys.’ I grinned. ‘I’ll go get them.’ I ran down the corridor and found the boys. They were walking in the opposite direction, and they turned when they heard my heels on the floor. ‘Siva!’ I yelled. ‘Siva!’ He turned around and I jumped on him. ‘I have news!’
I sat next to Siva on the plane. ‘First class!’ I grinned as I switched the TV in front of us on. He grinned back, taking my hand. Jayne had really been good to us this time. I rested my head on Siva’s shoulder and he kissed the top of my head. We talked to each other quietly, but obviously not quietly enough, as Jay kicked the back of my seat. ‘Quiet!’ he said. ‘I can’t hear the entertainment for your irish gibberish!’ He looked at Siva. Siva stuck his tongue out and I laughed, resting my head on Siva’s shoulder again and going to sleep.
‘I’m gonna lose my mind,’ the boys sang as the stood in an american studio surrounded by talent scouts and people who worked for Atomic. I was dying to applaud them, but instead I just smiled and gave them a thumbs up. ‘Very good boys.’ One woman smiled. ‘Very well done!’ Another woman grinned. A small round of applause echoed round the room. The boys were grinning like idiots. Jayne smiled. ‘So, boys, if you’d just like to take seat, I’ll take to the managers.’ They boys nodded, and Tom said, ‘Not too long though, yeh?’ ‘Of course, darling.’ Jayne smiled, and gestured to me to follow her. I shrugged to Siva, and stepped inside the room.
Me and Jayne sat on one side of the desk, and a brunette woman, a blonde woman and a balding man sat on the other side. ‘Jay, Max, Siva, Tom and Nathan are…very good.’ The brunette woman smiled. ‘But…’ she trailed off. The blonde woman tok over. ‘But we don’t think they’re the type of thing we want to sign. We’re very remix, here, and there music is more…quirky pop.’ The balding man nodded, and said, ‘However, we think that there is a company that would like them.’ He handed Jayne a booklet, and she flicked through it. ‘Def Jam?’ she asked. She handed me the booklet. ‘Yes,’ the brunette woman said. ‘It’s our sister company, and it specialises in music just like what the boys have produced.’ Jayne nodded, and so did I. ‘Well, thank you for your time.’ Jayne smiled, and got up, leaving me to follow her out of the room.
They had just finished performing for Def Jam, and now we were back at the hotel, packing. Our flight for England left at 10pm, and it was only 4pm. Siva put his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder. He kissed my neck, slightly swaying me backwards and forewords. ‘What do you want?’ I said, smiling. He didn’t answer, but kept on kissing me, moving up my neck to my jaw line. ‘I’m serious, Seev,’ I laughed. ‘What do you want?’ He spun me round and kissed me on the lips. i wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. As he pulled away, the room spun. I felt slightly dizzy. ‘Nothing much.’ He smiled, and went back to packing his bag.
I was so tired as we got off the flight. I want to go upstairs, and flop down on my bed and go to sleep. I had been delayed at the airport. My bag had went missing, and none of the lads had stayed with me. Not even Siva. I had got in a taxi, by myself, and went home. I left my bag at the door, and trudged forward. It was dark in the house - all the lights were off, not a single TV or electrical appliance was on. I stumbled up past the living room and the kitchen, along to the first door on the left, and opened it. It was dark inside, except for a few candles, that had been lit. Rose petals were scattered everywhere. Siva stood in front of the bed, smiling at me. He took both my hands and pulled me into the room. ‘Faye, I love you so much.’ He smiled. ‘Will you marry me?’
My jaw dropped and I nodded, unable to say anything. A smile slowly spread of my lips, and I found enough breath to mutter ‘Yes, yes, I will.’ Siva grinned, and pulled me into a hug, spinning me round. We landed on the bed in fits of laughter, and I turned on my side. Once I had my breath back, I smiled, ‘I love you, Siva.’ He grinned back at me. ‘I love you too.’ We were silent for a while, until I asked, ‘Are we going back to Ireland to tell everyone?’ Siva nodded. ‘We leave on Tuesday.’ ‘You’ve already got the tickets?’ I asked. ‘What if I said no?’ ‘If you had of said no, then we could’ve just went for a holiday.’ Siva said, sitting up. He took my left hand, smiled, and slid the ring on my finger.
We hadn’t told the lads we were engaged yet. We wanted Siva’s family to be the first to know. My family would be second, and then the lads. As we sat on a plane to Ireland, I took out a pen and paper. ‘What are you writing?’ Siva asked. He tried to look at the piece of paper. ‘Nothing.’ I muttered. ‘Give it here!’ He laughed, trying to get it off me. ‘Now way!’ I cried, holding it away from him. He caught my arm and grabbed the note pad. On each line was a different signature. They were all from the same person though: Faye Kaneswaran. Siva smiled at me, and I took the notepad from him, my cheeks going pink. ‘I had to practise.’ I muttered. Siva just smiled and turned to face the window as we took off.