CHAPTER TWENTY: WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OF.

"Hey baby chick." He said, grinning and hugging me.

"Someone slip you a happy pill?" I said with a laugh. He poked his tongue out and went into the kitchen. I groaned and got up out of my seat, reluctantly of course. "Right, I'm heading out, going to have a look around the city."

"Can I come?" Yelled Harry from the kitchen.

"Of course fluffy, but if we run into a few celebrities, I don't know you. Especially if it's Hayden Panettiere, Katie Cassidy, Clifton Collins Jr., Matt Le Blanc, Ben Barnes, Ian Somerhalder or Matt Lanter."

"Great celebrity taste."

"Thanks!" I said, turning towards the direction of the way the compliment had come from, and my jaw dropped. It was Ian Somerhalder.

"Oh-My-Fucking-God!" Me and Daisy looked at each other and screamed, and jumped up and down.

"Calm down you two." He said with a laugh. "I was actually here to talk to Sophie, actually."

"Sure, go for it." I said, trying to not faint at the sound of his voice.

"Would you like to guest star on The Vampire Diaries? We'd love to have you."

I coughed back a scream. Me? Really? I grinned, "I'd love to."

"Great, come on over after the trial or whenever." He flashed a grin and gave a little wave.

"Wait, can I have a picture with you?"

He flashed another smile, "Sure." I grinned and walked over to him, getting my camera out and taking the perfect picture.

TWO WEEKS LATER.

I was dressed up, as smart as I possibly could. I still had my arm and leg in plaster, and it was getting extremely difficult to cope with. It also looked like I'd be going into jail with plaster on as well. I sighed, dreaming of stuff to happen, dreaming that maybe I'd wake up and it'd all be just a huge joke. But, it seemed to be reality. I held Louis' hand with my good hand and walked down the stairs to the living room of the house. The mood seemed to be set to depressed.

"Hey, Soph?"

"Yeah?" I said, looking at Louis.

"I'll wait for you, you know. Until you get out of that shithole."

I smiled and hugged him tight, not wanting to burst out into tears, so I swallowed them back. He gave me a quick kiss and then went outside to bring the car around to the front. I sighed and looked around the house, trying to imagine not being in it for a year. I'd spent only a few months here, but I'd already made it my home. I'd had fun here, I'd met some great people. I was really going to miss it. My last couple of weeks outside had been great; dates, filming, make up, more filming, it had been a complete blast. I was going to miss my freedom. I hugged everyone goodbye, because I probably would go straight to jail after the trial had ended. I knew I would be heading straight to a cold cell. God, I regretted it so much. I got out into the car and looked as the LA streets passed by. Going to court, I noticed a lot of press about. Great, this was going to be fucking fantastic. I sighed, and as soon as we got to court, I kissed Louis.

"Just in case you change your mind." I said with a sigh and a pained smile.. He wouldn't probably keep his promise. No one ever seemed to be able to. I avoided the flashing lights as best as I could and headed up the steps to the court room. It was packed with Jury and friends and family. My lawyer was setting up, and so was Cher's. I felt so nervous; I was going to throw up. I managed to attempt to swallow it, which succeeded but I still felt it bubbling up. I'd never been so nervous in my whole entire life. Louis' squeezed my hand and I came him a quick smile. He couldn't tell the difference between fake and real, which was sometimes good, but sometimes bad. I went to the front of the court and sat where I was supposed to. My lawyer introduced himself and I just smiled and nodded as he went through all the legal abilities. He told me to say I was not guilty, even though I knew I was. This was going to be great...

I stood up with everyone else when the judge arrived. To be honest, I just wanted to get it over and done with. I sat down again, and pleaded not guilty. And then the trial began. They told the court how they'd found weed and how my brother had said I'd smoked some before I'd driven off. I groaned, thanks Harry. They then rambled on for two hours straight about my reckless behaviour. We had a break, and I hugged everyone goodbye for what I was sure would be the last time. Things weren't looking good, at all. I kissed Louis and then the break was over. It'd been exhausting, but I'd made it through this far, we only had two more hours, maybe less. It was more witness statements, and then the jury was then told to make a decision. I sighed and rested my head back, a headache forcing it's way into my brain. Finally, they gave their verdict. Guilty.

"Considering all the evidence we have received Miss Styles, we can now tell you that you are guilty for your crimes against Miss Lloyd and her family. Is there anything else you would like to say?"

I shook my head, my hands shaking against the desk. Here it comes.

"If no one from any party has anything to add, I will now do the sentencing. You will spend two years in prison, with no bail. You will exit to your right Miss Styles."

I sighed, and got out of my chair. I walked to the door and walked through. Bye freedom.