I'm Horany (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

It's 5:30pm on Saturday evening already, yesterday flew by with watching One Direction videos on youtube, basically trying to know more about their personalities.

Emily and I are staring into her large wardrobe, trying to figure out what Emily should wear. It's very, very frustrating. Anything I pick out isn't good enough for the girl, but she refuses to pick out stuff herself.

"What about this?" I pull out about the tenth dress. This one is pale blue, ending just before the knee, lovely black roses fill in the middle. I think this would be perfect for Emily's shape.

"No." She mutters. I stare at her with an unimpressed look, throwing the dress back on her bed behind us.

"This?" This time the dress is a skater dress, the top is black with a cream bow on the left top corner, the bottom part of the dress is the same cream colour as the bow and it has large polka dots in lines across it.

"That's an option." She takes the dress from my hand adding it to the 'maybe' pile, which contains three dresses now with that one added.

"Just pick one!" I demand, my voice sounding strangled. We've got an hour and a half before Zayn comes and she hasn't even picked an outfit. Her hair will be after picking and then her make up.

"I will when I see one I like." She replies nonchalantly.

"This one?" I'm so uninterested now that my voice has gone mono-toned. This dress is another skater one, but this is my least favourite so far. It's got different coloured love hearts in rows on the top, then it goes in with an elastic waist band and flows out with a plain black bottom.

"Nah." I don't blame her for rejecting this one, so I just fling it back with the other rejects.

"Oh, this one!" I say enthusiastically, pulling out yet another skater dress, but this one is amazing. It's whole colour is black but it's got random comic fight words like 'POW!' and 'ZAP!' scattered around it.

"I love it!" She squeaks, taking it from my hand and pulling it over her head. Yes, she was in her underwear that whole time, we're best friends, who cares?

"Can you put my hair in a fish tail plait?" She asks with puppy dog eyes.

"Sure." I chuckle, she claps her hands and does an excited squeal before kneeling down with her back facing me. I part her hair in two and begin bringing the end bits on each side to the other.

"What are you gonna do for make up?"

"Meh, probably heavy eye make up and then natural elsewhere." She shrugs.

"Eye make up makes your eyes stand out, so good idea." I nod, then realize she can't see me. She hums in agreement and we fall silent as I keep working.

Ten minutes later I'm tying the end of her hair together. Not to be cocky or anything, but I did such an awesome job.

"You done?" Emily asks, patting around her head.

"Yep, it looks great Em." I compliment proudly.

"Yay, thanks." She grins.

"No problem. Go get your make up done, Zayn will be here in an hour and we still have to get jewellery and shoes sorted."

"Right," She confirms, nodding her head and pointing her finger. "I just need to find my make up bag first."

I look around the room, her giant red make up bag is nowhere in sight. Typical Emily, not being ready on an important occasion.