Jess's POV"2 minuets girls! C'mon, hurry up you need to be lining up already"
The backstage area of the show is manic.
There are assistants running around everywhere, helping the models last minuet requirements and on top of all of those people along with the hairstylists, make-up artists there is stage crew and photographers filming the behind the scenes.
"My wings are going to fall off, Jess help." Gigi calls from the line, looking very stressed about the whole situation.
This is her first "massive" show she has done and I can tell that the nerves are getting to her.
"Gigi, you need to calm down you are going to be amazing, I know this is your first but you will be amazing." I coo to her, looking in her eyes and giving her the most reassuring smile in the world. She visibly relaxes and takes deep breathes in and out calming her nerves.
Instead of the worried expression she held before, she smiles and nods before kissing my cheek and walking to the entrance to the catwalk.
"Opening set in 5! Gigi are you ready!" Her head snaps to the voice, the stage producer ushering her to get set.
"Good luck babe." I call out.
She laughs before disappearing into the crowed. I sit back in one of the chairs, giving my aching legs a break, taking in a deep breath my body relaxes into the chair, eyes closing as I finally have finished my job for now. I am now in the backstage area that is more secluded, due to all the rush happening close to stage. We are no longer needed out the front because of all the hassle out there already.
This morning started in me seeing Harry to fit his suit and fucking hell he looked hot. There was barely any conversation between us but i'm sure he caught the smirk on my face when I realised how good of a job I had done. He smiled arrogantly in response but quickly turned his head away when he caught himself, he seemed pissed off. He has made conversation with every other assistant with him and was his charming old self, but when ever he was with me, boy, he was a right dick.
Not that I care actually, it boosted my ego seeing him pushing me away.
Harry baby, there was nothing in the first place, don't know what you'rE pushing away.
His suit is being dropped back at mine after the show by his assistant, rich prick. I'm planning on turning in the assignment early so that I have free time off from classes as this has been the main focus at the moment. I honestly don't know what i'm going to do with the suit after it's returned and marked because I damn right know that he will not be getting to keep my masterpiece.
He's an undeserving prick.
Maybe an oversize blazer would be cute, I could tailor-
"Is Rory here? He hasn't replied to my messages."
My eyes snap open to Bella standing in front of me, not realising that I had been lost in my head, there was now about 5 other assistants resting back here.
I have to replay the question in my head a few times before I comprehend what she is talking about. "Um, I don't know. He is being distant, I think the school is a lot for him at the moment, especially him being in his last year." I say, question Rory's whereabouts. Surely he wouldn't miss the fucking VS show.
"Yeah, probably." Bella says distantly, not believing my words. Im about to ask her why she's unconvienced until Riley-another assistant working here that we have befriended- came into the room calling my name.
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Fanfiction"Hey wait," Harry calls out for me while i'm reaching for the door to my apartment. I turn around a smug smirk on my face and raise an eyebrow for him to continue. "I never got your name." He reveals. "Well that's because I didn't give it to you."...