kiwi {h.s}

chapter 1

                                       b

I can't believe they are making me do an interview two days before Christmas. I mean it's not like i'm doing any celebrating, seeing as my parents decided to go on a business trip this year instead of actually spending a holiday with their only child. I've been sitting in my dressing room for an hour and a half now, i've already had my makeup done and my outfit is already on and uncomfortable but i guess it is what it is.I was waiting for my name to be called when my door opened and this extremely attractive guy walked in. it's Harry Styles. He looks around the room and kinda jumps up when he sees me. Did he not mean to walk in?
"oh i'm so sorry, i thought this was my room" he says, walking back to the door.
"oh, it's ok don't worry i've just been waiting for my name to be called." i say.
"are you scared?" he asks me.
"yeah a little, i've only been here 1 other time but that was last year. just nervous."
"oh i'm sure you'll be fine, i've seen your interviews before, it seems like you can talk to people easily."
i blush. THE harry styles watched my interviews? "you've seen my interviews?" i ask him.
his face goes red. "oh- uh i'm sorry that came out wrong." i laugh. "but yeah i've seen them"
"well let me say i'm honored" we both laugh.
"so uh-" he's interrupted by my name being called out on stage.
"oh i'm sorry," i say as i run out onto stage.

I'm now greeted by a huge audience and lots of applause. I sit down and say hi to everyone. "Hi, thank you for joining us for a second time!" Jimmy Fallon says.
"yes, thank you for having me! im very excited"
"I heard that you were on the cover of vogue for the 2nd time!" Jimmy says, and brings the magazine out of his desk to show everyone.
"How did it feel when you knew you were gonna be on the cover?"
"I was definitely less scared than the first time, I still wanted to stand out and be more out there this time, and i feel like i definitely did that. You know, last time i did what everyone expected me to, i wore makeup and was very proper. This time, I just didn't really care about what people thought of me." The audience roars.
"Yes, I would agree, you felt more yourself and comfortable in your own skin." Jimmy says, and the audience yells in agreement. "Well, you looked fantastic in both, how could you not?"
He says, and I blush.
"Thank you, well I was under a lot of pressure by my team and the fans to look my absolute best, so I'm glad you approve." He laughs.
"So I happened to see you on Keeping up With the Kardashians, I didn't know you were friends with them."
"Yeah, I'm actually quite close with all of them, they're all such amazing people. I was actually on one of the first episodes, and I was wearing the most horrible, 2000's outfit." I say.
"I'm quite glad you decided to tell us about that, so lets just pull that up." He pulls up a very old photo of me, back in 2007. "How old were you in this photo?" He asks.
"I was only 12, not even a teenager, and I was so proud to show off that outfit, because I had gone to the mall just before that and i got the whole outfit there. I now realize I made a horrible mistake not listening to my mom."
"So you and Kendall are around the same age then?" He asks me.
"Yeah, we're only a week apart and we were always really good friends so we had a lot of birthday parties together. We would always have to get separate cakes though." He laughs.
"So what are you doing for Christmas this year?" He asks me.
"I'm just having a few friends over in the morning and then having dinner at Mama Kris' house with all of the girls."
"Sounds fantastic." He says. "We've got a bit of a surprise, as you all know, One Direction is here.." The audience roars. Everybody loves them, including me, of course. "They are coming out to see what they think of the cover. COME ON OUT BOYS!" They all walk out and look fantastic. His outfit changed, he was casual before, now he's in a nice, professional suit.
"Nice bumping into you again Blair." Harry says, his beautiful British accent pops through when he says my name.
Everyone raises their eyebrows and my face gets all red again. "Yes, it is Styles. Yes it is."
"So I've seen you've met Harry, have you met the others?" Jimmy asks me.
"Actually no, surprisingly. I only met Harry because he was so rude and bursted into my dressing room, thank god I was already dressed." I say in a playful tone.
"Oh, so thats where you were, Harold sneaking into girls dressing rooms, now are you?" Liam jokes.
Niall laughs while saying, "You were gone for a couple minutes, was it that quick?" He laughs harder now, and so do all of the boys and Jimmy.
"Wasn't even that good, if you ask me, what do you think Harold?" The audience bursts into laughter and I can't hear anything.
Jimmy is slapping the desk and laughing hysterically.
Harry's face is red and he's smirking. "I don't know, I think it's the best I've had." Its even louder now, everyone is laughing including me.
"I asked you all out here to see the cover, not for you to exploit yourselves." Jimmy says. He pulls the magazine back out from his desk.
"Ah Harry now I see why you're going bursting into her dressing room." Louis says. My and Harry's faces go red, and I cover my face in embarrassment. Harry curls up into a ball in his seat, hiding his face and laughing.
"How about these two lovebirds sit next to each other?" Zayn says, while getting up and gesturing Harry to move over to the other side of the couch, where Zayn was, and where I am.
Liam and Louis push Harry down to the end of the couch, to the point of where he was basically on top of me.
"Alright, thank you miss Blair Summers for coming here tonight!" Jimmy says, and I stand up to leave, Harry says to me "Hope to see you again, Miss Summers. Maybe next time it will be even better."
I walk off stage, feeling better than ever. I stay around until the end of the show, mostly walking around, introducing myself to managers, producers, and fans. The show finally ends, and I'm back in my dressing room.
Harry bursts into the room once again. "So you weren't impressed? Most people are." His voice is so deep. I can see him in the mirrors, staring at me through the mirror.
"I mean, it wasn't the best, Mr. Styles." He nods.
"So lets try again." He says. "When are you free for dinner?" Oh my god. Is this real life?
"I have a lot of important dinners planned, but I can fit you in Christmas Eve.
"Christmas Eve?" He asks.
"Yeah, does that not work for you? I'm a very very busy woman, Styles, I can't just throw you in there. The next time I'm free is New Years night."
"Ah, I understand. I'm good for Christmas Eve." I nod.
"Great! I'll see you then again." I walk out of the dressing room, and I can tell he's watching me walk out. I'm going on a date with superstar Styles.