Chapter eight :)

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Maddie's POV
I've been fitted for my first outfit and now getting my makeup and hair touched up before I go on stage I'm really nervous but I know all my friends are out there supporting me. I walk through the curtains head high and strutting my name and who I am wearing is announced through the speakers, I smile looking forward the whole time until I reach the end of the runway where I wink to my friends on the seats in front of me before turning on my heal heading back.

I walked wearing another outfit later on then got changed into my trackies before taking a picture in the mirror posting it on Instagram.

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↪️@MaddisonStorm- piss off :)

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↪️@MaddisonStorm- you noticed the squats phew

"I'm here bitches!" I yell, "we are so proud of you trouble," Cal comes over to hug me along with the rest of the group engulfing me in a group hug. "Thanks guys, I haven't got a show tomorrow so club?"I ask "let's go get ready!"Mia runs out the door and we follow her into multiple taxis to the hotel.

"Harry, which dress should I wear?" I ask him holding up a red and a pink bodycon, "red, it's your colour and I like it when you wear red lipstick," I giggle at his response and strips into my red lace underwear Harry's jaw drops.

"What?"I turn to ask him, "told you red is your colour" he says snaking my hand to rest on the back of his neck as usual to make him and me feel safe. His lips land on mine and tongue slips into my mouth as the fight for dominance, "we need to get ready," I moan into the kiss as he takes his time to release and places both hands on my arse as my arms are wrapped around his neck.

"Your right come on," he slaps my arse and walks in the the bathroom to apply aftershave I follow him to put on my red lipstick Harry likes.

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@maddiesworld8-since when was this a thing

@behzingagram-get down here mate we wish we were fucking her too

↪️@miniminter-woah speak for yourself
↪️@taliamar- I don't know what your on about but I would 😍

"We better get down there, they already think we're shagging," I laugh as we walk out our room down to the hotel bar for pres where the rest of the group are. Harry is walking very close behind me, he knows how nervous I get in bars after the incident it feels good to have him close he never leaves my side and I like it.

"What's up lads," Harry hollers at the rest of the group before a waitress comes over to take our drinks orders and Harry gets vodka coke whereas I get a Sex on the beach.

"So which club are we going to?"Freya asks me as she sits back down after just being to the toilet, "last time I was here my management took me to this club called Bellisima it was so good," I tell the group.

"Let's head off then," Vik announces and we all gather our belongings Harry and cal walking just behind and either side of me, once we get out of the taxis and into the club JJ orders 80 shots. "Why did you need to get 80 shots for, yeah Harry's an alcoholic but even he can't do 80 shots," Ethan digs, "because I can, I'm rich," JJ infamously replies we all laugh and start working our way through the shots.

"I've had 10 shots and I'm fine, I'm absolutely fine," I slur holding up 8 fingers, "your so fucking amazing," Harry tells me staring into my eyes before hiccuping, he's slumped on the leather bench in the club we are leaning close to each other laughing about absolutely nothing.

"I love you," Harry whimpers, "let's get tattoos!" I jump up dragging him off his seat, "cal come on we're getting tattoos," I drag them both out the club around the corner to a random tattoo parlour.

"Cal are you getting a tattoo," I hiccup, "no I'll just supervise you," he says still drunk but not even close to Harry and I. "Ok just the 2 tattoos señor," I order, Harry and I agree to get each other's name tattooed on ourselves.

Im getting Harry's name tattooed on my inner wrist and he's getting mine on his neck so when I place my wrist on his neck to calm him down our names are touching.

The needle touches my wrist and is finished in no time, it's Harry's turn the needle touches his neck. "FaceTime my mum and show her," he tells me, "ooo good idea," I reply reaching for his phone in the pocket of his coat that is draped over my arms as he gave it me when I got cold leaving the club.

"Hi Sue," I slur "mads, darling how are you?" She chirps, "I'm good look I'm with Harry,"I turn the camera to him getting a tattoo smiling from ear to ear, "are you getting tattoos?" She chuckles.

"Yeah matching ones I'm getting troubles name on my neck!" He yells "and I've got Harry's name on my wrist!" I shout "god what are you two like, you know why we all call you trouble now," she giggles. "Maddie?" Sue questions, "yeah?" She sounds serious so I sober up slightly, "thank you, he hasn't been that happy in months so thank you," "no problem Sue I hated seeing him like that," I tell her.

"You two need to come and visit I've not seen you in years,right I'm going to bed night kids love you," she blows a kiss and we wave ending the call.

The tattooist finished with Harry and we pay leaving in the humid Milan night, "I'm hot Harry have this back," I complain as the AC in the club and tattoo parlour was too cold, "let's get you to bed gorgeous," Harry says sobering up whereas I'm still pissed out of my tree.

We arrive back in the hotel I pull my dress over my head "Harry pass me your shirt please," I instruct as he does as I say revealing his toned bare chest "told you all those protein pancakes payed off," he tells me trying to flex his newly acquired muscles, "they still tasted like shit," I laugh as he throws the shirt at me playfully and I pull it on.

"Take these off," I nag at Harry's trousers, "I was just going to, god someone wants me," he jokes pulling his pants off his legs, "I don't I thought you was uncomfy," I cross my arms straddling his torso and our eyes lock.

"Come on we aren't doing this, not when your like this," he says pulling my body down to his and my head rests on his chest, "thanks for not leaving me in the club, I really appreciate it," I tell him nervously going to bite the skin from around my nail.

"You don't need to thank me I told you, he's not going to get you I'm always going to be with you, next to you, you don't have to worry," he reassures me kissing my forehead and stroking my hair with his large hand as we drift into a drunken sleep.

Thank you for reading, don't forget I have another wrotetoshaw fanfic I'm writing called 'you saved me' it's on my profile I write them together so please give it a read when you have the chance. Sorry for any mistakes word count 1319 words :)

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