Love (Sam Claflin fanfic)

Chapter 27:NYFW-Dior

Sam's P.O.V

I watched as Chloe walked down the catwalk in a beautiful dress that showed her legs. It was a beautiful dress but when I looked over at Georgia who wasn't even watching the show, she tensed up beside me just as the last model walked away then excused herself and left. What was she up to? I walked backstage to find Chloe who was talking to some guy who looked about her age. 

"Hey babe!" I said distracting her and they guy.

"Hey! Sam this is Jack, a good friend of mine. Jack this is Sam, my boyfriend." Chloe answered as I extended my arm for Jack to shake and he did. Chloe hugged him and then excused herself and me. When we were further away from him I hugged Chloe and we sat down in her dressing room which kind of looked like a living room. It had a big sofa, a TV, a sink and a closet full of outfits and shoes.

"So who was he?" I ask taking a sip of her water and then passing it back to her.

"He is my ex boyfriend and now he is dating my friend Anastasia." Chloe answered with a smirk. She could tell that I was a tiny bit jealous. She stood up and walked out of the dressing room and I followed her until I realized we are going to see Jenn and Liam again.

Chloe's P.O.V

I could tell that Sam was jealous but there was no point because Jack and I were only friends. I'm actually glad that we are since our break up was kind of rocky. 

"Hey, you guys okay?" I asked as I reached Liam and Jenn.

"Yeah, where's Georgia?" Liam asked and Jenn tried hard not to laugh. It was pretty obvious that Liam liked Georgia.

"She excused herself and left, I don't know where she went but she looked distracted because she wasn't really watching the show." Sam said and it kind of hurt. Georgia knows how much this means to me and I know that she wouldn't just leave unless something really important happened.

"Oh." Is all I said and then the bell went informing me that it was time for me to go backstage and get dressed into my Dior outfit *Picture above*. I excused myself and went back to my dressing room.

NO!

My dior outfit was missing. I ran outside of the dressing room and found Natalia.

"What number am I?" I asked panicking that I will miss my turn.

"You are last. Why aren't you changed yet?" Natalia asked looking quiet shocked.

"My outfit is missing!!" I screamed causing people to turn around.

"Ok ok ok. Calm down now. I have a spare in my suitcase. Wear that one, it looks exactly the same and no one will even notice that it's a spare." Natalia said and gave me the spare outfit. I thanked her and ran back to my dressing room to put it on. I was so happy that it wasn't a dress. By the time I was ready it was my turn to go on the catwalk and as I walked there I noticed Georgia looking shocked and angry. What is wrong with her? Can't she just be happy for me?!