Cold. (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Nine- The Award Show

      "Oh, my god!" Kristan squeals once they leave. "What in the world are we going to wear!?"

        Thalia smirks. "Well, this calls for some major shopping ladies!"

        I didn't really know what else to add so I just stifled a nod. What was up with Harry? Does he really dislike me this much? What have I ever done to him? Shopping was practically a blur. Usually I'm right on top of everything being a designer and all. But Harry's glare was permanently glued into my memory. Kristan knew what dress she wanted as soon as she walked inside. Thalia had practically picked out my dress, but I didn't mind since she knew what I liked. Thalia had a hard time choosing and I told her to chill out with the punk attire for this show. So she picked a dress that was actually very elegant and nice.  When we arrived home I was staring at my dress for a few hours before I quickly realized that we were really going to America for an award show with One Direction. 

        I quickly called my mother to tell her the news.

        "Oh, honey I'm so proud of you!" I could hear the tears in her eyes. "Your father would be so proud of you!"

        I could feel tears of my own prick my eyes. "I know he would be,"

        My father died when I was about seven years old. My mother was working to help pay all the bills. My father had cancer when I was two years old, so he mostly stayed home taking care of me. I was in mom and his room when mom was at work one day. He was holding me, and I guess we were talking about my future one day. I told him I was scared to grow up. I swallowed hard because I really didn't want to remember the rest at the moment. 

        "I know he's so excited our baby girl is following her dreams." She sniffs. 

        "Mom, stop," I smile and tears run down my face. "You're making me emotional right now, and it's not like it's an award show that I'm in."

        "It doesn't matter, you're there in England working close with One Direction is just..." I could practically see her shaking her head in disbelief of it all. 

        I smile. "I know mom; it's a huge step for me since I'm so young," 

        "I'm so proud Gracie, just remember that."

        "Of course I do mom," I smile softly.

        "Good, I love you Gracie."

        "I love you too," I smile and hang up. Why was I so worked up over stupid Harry? I mean, I'm accomplishing so many things I never thought I would this young. And on top of that I'm living my dream with my two best friends in the whole world. I really shouldn't be worrying about guys right now. I should be worrying about myself.

        With that resolve in mind I dive under my covers and drift to sleep. 

                                                                                                        ****

        The next morning we all took showers and got dressed quickly. I hurried to straighten my hair and get dressed.  I hurry and pack all my things taking my time to pack my dress carefully.

        "Are you ready yet!?" Kristan opens my door and I'm surprised to see her without a ponytail in. It's long down her back and even kinky.  Thalia was dressed up a little more her pink hair falling down to her back as well. 

        "Y-Yeah, I'm ready." I lift my suitcase, and as soon as we step outside we see a large limo.

        "Holy crap," Thalia raises her eyebrows and Liam steps out widening his arms.