Stand Up and Remember (One Direction Fan-Fic)

Chapter 24

Author's Note

So I'm thinking, would you like to have a chapter in Niall's POV?? I'm sure you would but... it will be in chapter 25 ONLY IF: I receive 40 votes for this chapter, 700 reads of this chapter BUT most importantly and it trumps EVERYTHING else; YOUR COMMENTS BELOW! :) I require at least 5 really good comments about why okay? I'm sure you can do it!
~Megs x
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Chapter 24 ~ Bella 

 Did I mention that photo shoots go forever, but are a lot of fun if you are in the right mood? No?
As the photographer finally finished the last photo I was pooped. But then I would have to choose one for the cover of my single, and then the album, and then a couple that come with the album and the lyrics and copyright stuff inside, and also on the actual CD, if they bought the actual disc. They were going to be made this evening after I had chosen.

I ran over to the bus where I hurriedly changed out of my outfit they had dressed me in. It was a very floral dress that was quite short, but it puffed out slightly, and I had worn my hair out, they had done my make-up, and then they put me in high-top converse to add as a quirk.

I kept the converse on and changed into some black shorts and a nice top with a small flower on the shoulder, leading out into a cream splatter paint design.

I walked out and the photographer handed me the computer where all of the shots were stored. The boys were out getting food, because Niall had been hungry, but I could hear them coming around the corner.

I scrolled through and found the one of me sitting on a stool with a black guitar in my hands, and I was wearing boots with a long white/cream flowing dress. *Dress on side;similar*.

I liked it and thought about my single.
"I want this one for the cover of my single," I pointed to it and my new manager Michael; who was wearing a nice suit with a bow-tie, nodded. 
"I like it, okay, done!" He said after typing something, no doubt to Simon before turning back to me.

There was another of me dancing in the fake rain they had made in black dress and bare feet, but the shot was on an angle where my arms were spread out and I was looking up, and you couldn't see my feet. It seemed as if I was on a road, and I even had my eyes closed and I immediately thought of memories.

"That's for the cover of the album!" I cheered and Michael chuckled, yet again typing away.

And then I found one of me in the last outfit I had worn, jumping on some grass and they had caught me mid-air as I was about to come down, I had a smile on my face and I looked immensely happy.

"That's for the CD," I smiled and Michael typed again.

I then chose five other ones, mainly either with my guitar or a microphone with cheeky smiles and grins planted on my face, and one solemn, of course.

I had chosen in a matter of small minutes and finally, the boys came over.

"How did you go?" Niall asked and I gave him a small kiss in greeting.
"Good, but you can't see!" I protested as they all went to look at the screen and I jumped up and shooed them away, towards the tour bus.

Harry ended up having to pull Niall inside after a small disagreement.
"But I want to see," Niall complained and I just laughed.
"You have another concert tomorrow, and then we have a function to go to where all of the international news people will be to take photos and interview us, and I am advertising my single on their screens," I smiled and Niall gave himself a small wack on the forehead.
"I knew that," he said and I chuckled before he lifted me by the waist and spun me around before I landed in front of him, his arms around me and our faces quite close.

"Of course you did," I said softly and he chuckled and I could feel his chest vibrating under my hands.
"I think we all need sleep," Harry spoke up, interrupting our talk and I couldn't help but suddenly feel tired.

"Okay, I'm going to bed," I yawn, giving Niall a kiss before walking towards the 'bedroom' and collapsing onto my bed, ignoring the fact I still had shoes and my clothes on.

I fell asleep, but I swear someone came in and pulled my shoes off and tucked me in, but it was all to fuzzy for me to remember.
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"Thank you London!" The boys all shouted as the audience screamed, not wanting them to leave the stage but the boys walked off, giving final waves and blowing kisses.

Niall ran straight over to where I was standing side stage in the outfit I was wearing to the function. I was wearing a midnight blue dress that came down to just above my knees, and it was quite flowy so when I spun around to fast it would puff out, but not show anything.
I was also wearing the necklace and ring from Niall that I never took off, and I was gracing the rather high black heels that were suprisingly comfortable, and they didn't show my toes, which made me happy.

"Ew, you're all sweaty, go have a quick shower and change, I'll let Emily do my face and hair, go!" I stood aside as he went to hug me btu he paused before he walked off, leaving me with a smile as he said something.
"You look stunning, and you don't need make-up," Niall smiled before running after the other boys towards the change rooms.

"I disagree slightly but you do have a natural beauty," my stylist Emily came up from behind me and spoke up, making me jump slightly.
"Yeah, the cameras right?" I asked, suddenly nervous.
"Yes, the cameras."
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Once Emily had finished I had a nice complexion with my eyes highlighted slightly, a sparkly dark blue eye-shadow making them stand out slightly, my lips were a dark pink colour and my hair was curled to perfectin, framing my face perfectly.

"Alright, the boys are finished so we can go, but remember you are taking the limo with... Marcus Butler, the youtuber, because it isn't just a music one," Michael popped his head around the door and I couldn't help but grinning and nodding.

I had watched quite a few of Marcus' videos and he was pretty good, along with his friends. I was quite excited I would get to ride with him.

I stood up and wobbled slightly in my heels but I quickly righted myself and felt at ease at Emily handed me my black sequined bag with a silver chain that held my money, cards and my phone.

"It's here!" Michael shouted and I quickly walked out of the room and followed him down the dark hallway, passing the closed door where I could hear the shouts of the boys and the directions of Paul. The boys didn't know I was going separately but they would understand, hopefully, because I hadn't made my official debut, but I had a feeling that there was a stage and they would call me up.