Truly, Madly, Deeply

Chapter 21: Wardrobe Wars #2

Bella's POV

"Yum! Pizza with actual pizza stuff!" Daffy moaned.

We were looking through the room service menu at 'Besovoir Hotel'. It was a really shmancy fancy hotel and Daffy couldn't choose what she wanted.

"Nope. I've made up my mind. Chicken filo parcels with a 'fresh garden salad'. What are you getting?" she asked.

"I told you. I'm getting the carbonara thing." I explained.

"Uhhhh, okay." she said closing the menu. "Lezbi honest."

I laughed. We had seen Pitch Perfect today and had been quoting lines all afternoon.

"Yeah, sometimes I have a feeling that I should do crystal meth, but then I think, hmmm...better not." I said.

"Don't worry, Chloe. God's only punishing you because you're a ginger." Daffy giggled.

Then we both burst out laughing. Best movie ever.

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(Next Day)

Daffy's POV

"Dude, wake up." I heard Bella say as she hit me with her pillow.

"Ow." I mumbled. "What's up? Why did you wake me up?"

"I'm hungry." she shrugged. "And there's a breakfast buffet downstairs."

"Reasonable." I stated as I shot out of bed and pulled a hoodie on. "Let us go out and stuff our selves silly." I said dramatically.

(1 hour later)

"I couldn't eat another bite!" I gasped, rubbing my stomach.

"Blueberry danish, madam?" I heard a very fancy waiter ask.

"Uh, absolutely!" I said sitting up straight and grabbing my knife and fork. "Thanks."

Bella was texting. "Who are you messaging, Miss. Horan?" I questioned.

"Harry. He's got a wardrobe fitting in 10 minutes for the tour." she sighed, drinking some apple juice.

"Niall's gonna love that!" I said sarcastically.

"Yeah, I know." she agreed. "Apparently, Louis is dying his hair red for charity."

"Oh My God. Really? He's taking after me." I said matter-of-factly.

"Crap. It's already 9. Are you done?" Bella asked getting up from her seat.

"Yep." I replied, shoving the rest of the Danish pastry in my mouth.

Ahhhh. Pure deliciousness.

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Louis' POV

"Lou, I want my hair to be all like, whoosh!" I gestured to my stylist.

"Sure, Louis." she chuckled to herself.

She got a hair dryer and some gel out from her case and worked her magic.

(30 minutes later)

"Are you okay, Louis?" Lou asked me as I was bent over the sink, washing the escaped gel out of my eye.

"Uh huh." I nodded, blinking my eye profusely.

"I'm sorry." Lou mumbled.

"It's fine, Lou." I comforted her. "I'm just blind in one eye."

I walked over to where the other boys were choosing their clothes for the tour.

"I like this one."

"I already had dibs on that one."

"What is this?"

"Is that a leotard?"

"Harry, you do know that jeans aren't supposed to cut of circulation."

"Th-there n-not."

"Are you sure?"

"Yep."

"I hate these outfits."

"Same here."

"This is insane!"

"What!? There are no suspenders!" I said over the top of Niall, Harry, Liam and Zayn.

"No varsity jackets."

"No blazers."

"No polos."

"No checkered shirts."

Great. "Well, what are we supposed to wear?" I asked.

"I don't know, but management seems to want us to take on a new look." Liam sighed.

"Ooh. I like that top." I stated trodding up to the clothes rack.

"Uuh, no. That's mine." Niall said.

"Really?" I said.

"Absolutely." he retaliated.

"B-but-" I started.

"Louis, if you want it that bad, you're gonna have to do something majorly embarrassing." Niall smiled.

"This is war."

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Daffy's POV

"That was amazing!" Bella smiled. "And cheap."

"Yeah. Buckingham was good but the Big Ben was kinda....high." I mumbled.

"Aw. Is little Daffy Waffy afraid of heights?" Bella teased.

"Pfft. No! That's why we're in line for the highest ferris wheel in the world." I cringed.

Bella laughed. She loved thrill rides. I loved merry-go-rounds. She loved haunted houses. I loved hook-a-duck. I wasn't scared at all.

"Ladies?" a man asked, gesturing to an open carriage.

Crapzoid. I was shaking as Belle led me into the cart and sat down opposite her.

"Daffy you'll be okay." Bella assured me.

"Yep. I-I know." I stuttered. The cart started with a jolt. "Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Bella? If I die, please take care of Fiction and make sure my funeral is rainbow themed and happy."

"Sure, Daff." she laughed. I was freaking out.

It went higher.

I felt lightheaded.

It went higher.

My stomach churned.

It went higher.

I shouldn't of had that danish.

It went higher and stopped

"Daff? Are you okay? You look...green." Bella asked.

"Uh huh." I mumbled. But I wasn't. My stomach was twisting and turning. My mouth was dry. I felt like I was going to choke.

And then it happened.

I threw up all over Belle. That was better. Belle. "Bella? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." I slurred.

Oh, good. A death stare. This ferris wheel was going to be the death of me.

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