I woke up in a new environment, I was in a hotel room. I was in a bed with a white duvet on a king size bed, cream walls, a big flat-screen tv, a big balcony. The room was beautiful. I heard a girl in another room. I sat up puzzled, who was here?
"Hello?" I called out standing up.
I heard footsteps walk towards me.
A tall skinny girl around my age, with long blonde wavy hair, with big blue eyes and wearing a short dress and hot pink heels came in. She smiled. She was stunning, she made me feel so insecure, her make-up was stunning, I knew that all my make-up was probably all over my face and bed sheets.
"Hiya," she said, "I'm chloe, I'm Harry's girlfriend. They've just popped out to the after party and asked me to keep an eye on you." She smiled showing her pearly white teeth.
"Oh right, Harry spoke about you once or twice. Nice to meet you." I whispered staring down at my empty belly.
"Harry told me, I'm so sorry em. Look I know this obviously won't cheer you up or make a difference, but how about you have a shower, I'll do you a make-over, get you a pretty dress and we'll go to the after party, eh?" She said giving me a hug.
I nodded, I didn't want to go. It was the least I could do. I walked into the bathroom with less pain from the bruises now, I took my clothes off and stared at my body in the mirror, bruises everywhere. I was going to look hot in a short party dress..not. Harry had mentioned Chloe before, she's a model, but before she got scouted, she took a beauty course, she might be able to sort something out with the bruises. Getting in the shower, I used some of the cheap hotel shampoo and conditioner and cheap soap to wash myself with as I didn't have mine. I got out, wrapped the towel around me. I walked out of the bathroom and Chloe was ready with all her beauty creams and make-up out ready on the dressing table.
"Oh my, those bruises are bad! Not to worry though, I have my stage make-up with me which will cover the ones up that are visible when you've got a dress on." She smiled cheerfully.
You could tell she was a very happy person, who's very optimistic. She started drying my hair. After the fifteen minutes it took her to do that, she helped me get changed into a short, low-cut, sparkly, silver dress. She stood me up. She got to work with covering my bruises up, and within the next half hour all my skin looked normal again. I was astonished at how good it looked. She sat me back down and put some make-up on, but said she wasn't going to put much on. She curled my hair and put some silver high heeled shoes on.
I looked in the mirror, I didn't look bad at all. I looked the best I have done in years. I gave Chloe a hug.
"Ah chlo, you're my own fairy god-mother!" I smiled.
"Its okay. C'mon let's get a taxi!" She smiled.
There was already taxi's waiting outside when we got downstairs, we got in the one. Chloe gave the address and we made our way.
We could hear the party from around the corner so we knew we was close, when the taxi pulled up, I noticed all the paparazzi's, a million bad thoughts entered my mind on the photos they could sell and what they could write about me. Nevertheless we got out the car smiled as we walked into the party. There was half-naked girls dancing everywhere. They've obviously lost their dignity a couple of shots ago, I thought. Harry walked over to us with Liam. Harry was wearing a navy blue shirt with black jeans that were so tight they didn't leave much to the imagination, he wore dark brown boots as well. Liam wore a white hollister t-shirt and blue jeans. They smiled at us as we made eye-contact with them.
"Wow! Em! You look incredible! Where's your bruises?" Liam said spinning me around looking down at my legs and arms.
"Chloe's a fairy god-mother." I smiled pointed at Chloe. She was now holding Harry hand and dancing incredible close, he'd kiss her every so often. It was cute.
