A Moment Like This - Harry Styles Love Story.*ON PERMANENT HIATUS*

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"dear lord, child. your hair-"

"so, why are you going on this particular premiere?" she said, her eyes narrowing slightly in the mirror. "You havent gone to any of the others." i bit my lip.

"i can answer tha, Lou. allison is going because a certain curly-haired boy asked her to be his date." el said, smiling smugly. i felt heat rising in my cheeks.

"no, i've just always wanted to be on brodway. ive never been to an actual brodway play. any time that i was in new york i was actually in my aunt's studio, working. learning the ways of the seamstress." i grinned. "i'm ALMOST as good as her; it wouldnt suprise me if i could make you guys dresses myself." i said. el gasped

"would you?" i shrugged.

"sure. i'll just need a few connections with some of my aunts clients for fabric and stuff."

"well, sure! Now, time to get down to business!" Lou said. "get into your dresses ladies!"

I didn't hesitate to take Eleanor's hand and pull her into our room.

"hello." a raspy British voice said from behind us.

"were we interrupting something?" a higher pitched voice said. I turned around to see my favorite curly haired lad and my hyper brother standing side by side in their boxers. Me an el exchanged a look. I scowled at them.

"in fact, you are. Go get into your tuxes and meet us down there." I said.

"our suits are in that closet." Harry said, pointing at the closet that he'd been trying to get into all day. It held both me and els dresses, which is why the door had been kept firmly shut. They were still in their bags, so I looked at el. She nodded.

"fine, but I'm going to take our dresses out first." I said, walking into the walk in closet. I took down our gowns, and draped them over my arm before running them into my bathroom. Lou stood guard as the boys tried to get in. El and I snickered.

"I wouldn't count on seeing us for an hour. Go get your tuxes and leave." el said. Defeated, the boys grabbed their stuff, and, muttering curse words as the left, closed the door behind them. Lou opened the door , handing me our dress bags. I opened mine up, smiling at the beautiful blue fabric that my aunt had so masterfully sewed. I closed the curtains, and stripped down, as did Eleanor. We pulled our dresses over our chests, and el zipped me while Lou zipped her. I strapped on my heels, and slipped in my earrings. I slipped the pearl bangle over my wrist. El slid on her shoes and her earrings in. Lou looked at us in envy.

"your aunt is a saint Allison. These are perfect." She tugged me into the chair first, curling my hair and securing it in a fabulous curly updo. Eleanor did the same, but she looked prettier with her long, natural waves.

Lou quickly did my make up, which was a more realistic color of pink for my skin tone. She did my eyes very naturally, making sure I had put my contact lenses in. Even with the tinted lenses, my eyes seemed to sparkle that brilliant shade of grey green. I got up quickly, grabbing my clutch and put my credit cards and cell phone inside. El walked out, and she (of course) put me to shame. I sighed.

"god, you're so pretty, el."

"I could say the same about you." she said, grabbing her purse as well. She took my hand.

"let's knock 'em dead." we walked out if the room, remembering that we had all agreed to meeting in the lobby. El and I took the elevator down to the first floor, deciding that stairs would mean more if a dramatic entrance. Our two dates were standing side by side, looking at the elevator. We winked at each other, before each setting a hand on each other's date. Louis turned around, and beamed.