Friday comes in a flash. I've been looking forward to this day for days and it's finally here. Today is just not a show for me but today is also going to be the day when I confess my love for Edward. I don't know why it took me some time but I'd say that was helpful and I want to do something I love for once.
"Can we run that again?" Chaz says in the speaker and I nod.
We've been rehearsing for the past three hours. Me and Justin make a good team actually. I like how his voice blends in with mine. That is relieving because we are more understanding and personally, Justin is a nice person to relate to.
"Cause nobody saves me baby the way you do..." we started singing the chorus one last time and we were dismissed to get ready in our rooms. One of the best things about the shows is that Chaz is so considerate about his staff and his employees because he gets the best hotels and I'm loving my time here.
When I get to my room I grab my phone and see that I've got plenty of missed calls and a bunch of messages that I haven't answered because my phone has been on mute the whole day. I sigh and keep an alarm for thirty minutes from now to get ready for the show.
When I get up, I hear somebody knocking on my door. I quickly get out of bed and walk to the door to answer it.
"Hey" I said, wiping my eyes. Emily, my personal stylist, stood there walking in my room with her huge makeup box.
"Good thing you're up now. Don't freak out-"
"Why- what happened?" I quickly ask.
"It's about your dress- we can um quickly run into the store and get you another one if we leave now" she looks a little scared, well I'm panicking. The show is in less than an hour and I don't have my dress ready. I decided to just try and stay calm without drilling her questions on why my dress isn't ready.
"I can't come now-" I run my hands through my hair in frustration. I can't even blame her or anyone, well, maybe I can blame the store or something. I walk back and forth thinking of how I can get myself a dress within the limited time I have left. Mitchell!
"What? Are you ok?" I hadn't realised I said the last thought out loud.
"Yeah, I just need to call someone" my words are rushed. I grab my phone, almost dropping it but I manage to call Mitchell's number. It rings until he finally answers on the fourth ring. Thank God!
"Liya?" Was he sleeping?
"Yeah, hi. I need you to do me a favour" I say. I'm already getting nervous.
"What is it?" He asks and I quickly tell him the situation. "Oh wow okay." He says, probably amazed by all of this.
"Yeah so will you do it? I'll pay you after the show" I quickly say, eyeing the clock.
"Yes, I'll get there as fast as I can." He says and right to his word I hear the car starting.
"Thank you so much, Mitch"
"Of course, love" he says and we hang up. I sigh, relieved a little bit.
"He said he'll get me an outfit."
"Oh that's good. Until then I'll do your makeup so when the dress arrives you can just wear it." She says and I agree. I sit at the dresser and let Emily do whatever she has planned out.
"Anddddd done" she finishes up with my makeup after almost twenty minutes. "Let's take a look, yeah?" She says. When I look at my reflection I can't even explain how pleased I am. She really is an amazing stylist. I just gawk at the mirror as if I've seen a huge celebrity or something.
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Meriliya Sanchez (Ongoing Editing)
RomanceWhat's the point in living in a world that doesn't even accept you? Take it from Meriliya's life as a teenager and how she grew up into an adult going through all of those things she had to go through and from a young age at that. Having no accepta...
