Breana Tomlinson-Styles-Horan-Malik-Payne

Till The End Of Time

"You ready?" Katie asked and handed me my point shoes.

I switched to another full body stretch and nodded.

We made it back to our place and the boys forced Katie to stay and come with us.

Harry walked past, leaning down to see me, "Your costume is at the studio?"

"That it is." I replied.

"According to this, the thing's sold out! Far past it. People are lined up around the building." Louis observed whilst staring at his phone.

"Oh, joy." I replied sarcastically.

"You excited?" Niall pondered as he set my bag next to me.

"Immensely! This is what I've been practicing all year for." I stood up straight, "But may I warn you, everyone's French."

Zayn froze and shook his head.

"That's going to be great!" Harry smirked, "An English studio full of French people!"

He was the only one who understood French, even though Liam was half French himself.

"So is my instructor, which is fine because you guys don't need to talk to her at all." I said sternly.

"Why is that?" Louis asked.

"Well, direct quote from her, 'VOUS ÊTES un salaud PAS BON, VOUS NE POUVEZ PAS DANSER, descendre de mon STAGE!'" I sighed and pulled my t-shirt down, "But she is the sweetest person to me.....oddly."

(YOU ARE A NO GOOD SCUMBAG, YOU CAN'T DANCE, GET OFF OF MY STAGE)

Harry looked terrified.

I laughed and picked up my bag, "Now I have to go."

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"OMG like, One Direction is here!" Marie-Elise squealed.

The girls in the dressing room screamed and left so I had it to myself, "Genius, my friend." I chuckled.

"As always!" she replied.

"Help me get this." I told her as I pulled the shape-wear over my bum.

She giggled and helped me pull it up.

As most of us do, I made my way to the hair stylist in only shape-wear and a tank top.

For my solo act, she did my hair in a German halo bread, twisting a part of it into a bun.

Meanwhile, Marie-Elise did my nails the almost pink color we bought the previous day.

"Merci." I told her as we rushed back to get ready.

The room was full again, the girls were singing One Direction in French, which was always weird.

"I'm here!!" Echo burst through the doors, "And I got the fake lashes!"

She held up a slim box with the fake lashes I needed.

"Thanks, can you help me get them on?" I asked.

She nodded and applied the long, black lashes, adorned with glitter-like stars.

"Need help with the corset?" Echo asked.

I chuckled, "Yeah."

They helped me gather the strings in the back, pulling it almost shut so only a little skin showed.

I patted my stiff torso, smiling at the costume.

It was an off-white tutu and corset, The corset was lined with white then cream, the entire bodice covered in over three-thousand swarovski crystals.