Chapter 8: Makeovers and Confessions

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A/N I know the songs that will be mentioned in this chapter are by different artists, but I need to pretend that Lucy sung them.

LUCY'S P.O.V

I opened the door to Harry and I's hotel room, letting the girls walk in. I really lied them, especially Jess. They reminded me of Emma and Zara.

"Where shall we go?" Lily asked.

"Sit yourself down on the- Hang on."

I ran over to the sofa (couch) and scanned it. Just I thought. Harry's CK's were laid proudly on it. I sighed and picked them up, holding the boxers up for the girls to see.

"Meet Harry Styles, the world's biggest slob."

The girls laughed and I threw the boxers at them. They squealed and dodged out of the way so that the CK landed on the bed.

"Come on, sit down. It's safe."

Jess and Lily wandered over to the couch and sat down next to me, one at either side.

"So, what music are you girls into."

"Well we really love One Direction and we adore your music," Lily said.

"Aww thanks. What's your favourite song of mine?"

"Ready or Not," Lily said.

"Mines Only Girl In The World," Jess said.

"Mines 22. I really love that song," I commented.

"I think all of your work is amazing. You're kinda my role model," Jess blushed.

"Really? Thanks Jess! Is that what you wanna be, a singer-songwriter?"

"Well actually just a songwriter. I don't like the limelight."

"Jess is amazing at music. She can play guitar, piano, violin, trumpet, drum, everything!" Lily said.

"I actaully started to play guitar when I saw you do that solo at the Brits last year on your electric one. It was amazing!" Jess said.

"Aww thanks! I've played guitar since I was 5. And Harry got me the best piano teacher in the buisness for my 18th birthday."

"What's it like, dating a popstar?" Lily asked.

I took in a sharp breath. Management had told neither me or the boys to talk about what it was like with relationships. What should I do? I can trust these girls? Can't I?

"Err... Well... It can be hard. You see, whenever Harry's on tour or I'm on tour someone usually gets left behind. Did Niall tell you that he called me last night? To tell me about Harry?"

They shook their heads.

"Well I in Las Vegas when Niall called and said about how Harry broke down on stage and all that and I was missing him so much so I caught a plane out here. I've cancelled all my gigs and we're rescheduling them for 4months time."

"Does that mean Harry can come on tour with you?"

"Yeah."

 I sighed and we sat in silence for a minute. Damn, I knew I shouldn't have started on the dpressing stuff! I jumped up.

"Right! Makeover time!"

The girl jumped up and followed me over to the bed, where I leant under and pulled out my suitcase full of clothes. Inside there was a smaller case which had all my makeup in it. I pulled it out and opened it up. It had legs that you pulled down to stand it up with, and when you opened it became like a mini dressing table. Thee girls gasped.

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