Royal Love - Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

"Go take a nice relaxing shower so that way, when the fitters get here, you'll be ready. Oh and just to be on the safe side what size are you in dresses?" My mother asked me. "Umm I think I'm a small/medium..." I said a bit unsure. She raised her eyebrow while I had an uneasy smile. "Have you ever worn a dress before?" She asked. I lowered my head in shame and shook my head 'no'. I saw her shoes appear closer and I felt a finger go under my chin. My face was tilted upwards and I faced my mother. "Dont ever be ashamed, love. If anything be happy. Well I'm happy because I get to see my baby girl wear her first grown-up dress. Now go get ready." She smiled and winked at me then left. I felt a smile creep up on my face.

I looked around and saw two seperate doors. I walked to the door that had sort of like shafts. I opened it and when I got to it, I was amazed at what I saw. It was a closet, but the thing that amazed me was that this 'closet' was like the size of a whole living room, but the ordinary kinds of living rooms. It was full of dresses, shirts, skirts, minimum amount of pants and shorts. God these people really hoped that I would be VERY girly. One entire wall was full of shoes that consisted of stilettoes, heels, sparkly flats and wedges. Not one converse or hightop. WAIT!! I stepped in further and saw some TOMS. Oh well that'll have to do. There were too many things to see. Bags, shoes, belts, ect. Seriously, who needs about four racks full of belts when you have like six pairs of jeans and shorts?!?!

I closed the closet and went to the other door and opened it. OMG!! Is this supposed to be a bathroom?!?! The 'bathroom' had an indoor jacuzzi and a seperate shower. Plus, it had loads of cabinets probably holding make-up galour. I saw a robe thing hanging in the corner and I thought it was the robe that you use after you take a shower.

I decided to get started on that shower and so I did.

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When I got out of the shower, I wrapped the robe thing on my body and tied it with a rope thing that it had with it. I walked out of my room to be met with my mother and a nice looking guy next to her. "Alright darling, this is Alexander, he is one of the best fitters I know." I smiled at Alexander, while he waved in response. "Okay Princess-" I interrupted him." Call me Scarlett please." He nodded. "Alright Princess, I mean, Scarlett. Let's get you ready into the first dress," he continued. He came closer and tried to untie the rope thing. Hell no!!! I quickly backed away. He gave me a questioned look. "Scarlett, dear, what's wrong?" my mother asked worried. "Umm.. It's cuz... well. I'm naked... and he's... well... a guy...," I stated a bit nervous as to why I had to explain the situation. My mother smiled and said, "Sweetheart, don't worry, Alex wouldn't look at you like that." Ouch mother... "Not that you're. not beautiful Princess, you are very... but my arrow is a bit bent." Wait! He's gay? " You're gay?" I asked a bit surprised. He nodded.

After we came up with the agreement that I should change into underwear first, we started with the fittings and the first dress wasn't really screaming 'OMG!!! The Princess!!!' It was more like 'Oh look a girl in a green puffy dress.' Don't get me wrong, it was pretty, but just not me. Alex fit me into it and took me in front of a giant mirror that practically covered the whole wall. How'd I miss that? "You look b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l, beautiful," Alex spelled out for me. I really didn't see it. "How do you feel Hon?" My mother asked. "I feel like it doesn't really show the real me...," I said unsure. "Oh My God!!! You are so right. This is definitely not the one," Alex said immediately changing his mind.

I took that dress off and Alex helped me in the other one.This one was a mermaid style dress with rhinestones creating a diagonal line and filling in the top. It was strapless and a peachy color. I stepped in front of the mirror once more. It was really pretty but too tight and when I tried to walk, I felt like a penguin; I was waddling. "How does it feel?" My mother asked. "I think it suits her skin color," Alex inputted. "It's too tight and I feel peachy," I giggled. They gave me confused looks. "Don't you get it? Peachy? Cause the color of the dress is peach. See," I pointed out. My mother said, "Don't make a single joke tonight or you'll scared away your prince." I pouted and walked to change into the next dress.

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I had tried on like twenty or more dresses and they were all either too tight, too short, too long, or 'not me.' I could tell Alex was getting annoyed. In the first seven dresses, he would input his opinion and then I'd turn it down. The rest of the dresses, he would wait for me to say my opinion first. It was kind of funny. "Alright Scarlett, it's 4:30 p.m. so its either this dress or you wear one that I choose. Okay?" My mother said. I nodded.

This dress was definately the right one. It was a baby blue color that brought out my skin color nicely. It was strapless with minimum sparkles toward the end. It was puffy but not too puffy. I stepped in front of the mirror, and I had to admit it looked good. "This is it mom." She let out a big breath and said, "Finally," Alex nodded and wiped at some sweat on his forehead. We heard a knock at the door and I turned to see my Father coming in. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me. "You look like a true beauty of a princess." I blushed at his words and thanked him.

The next two hours were spent in hair and make up. My hair was curled with half of it high up and my make-up done naturally because the stylist said and I quote " Your beauty comes from within but in your case, it comes from being a real person, not some barbie doll." I chose some nice high heels that were white with blue rose design.

It was 7:23 p.m. and my Father came to tell me that the ballroom was filling up fast. "Sweetheart, wear this," my Mother came and gave me a small, rectangular box. I opened it and saw a mask that was baby blue on the edges that fades into white towards the middle and it had a bunch of feathers in one corner. I looked confused at it. "Oh did I forget to mention that this is a masquerade party?" My Father came up out of no where. I shook my head 'no'. "Oh.... well it is."

My Father told me I could go out but that I wouldn't be announced until later. I walked around the nicely decorated ballroom full of important people.

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Here we are. At a royal ball. Something that I've always wanted to avoid. Don't get me wrong. It's an honor to be here, but the worst part is that I'm in 'enemy territory', as my Father would say. I never really cared too much for the war of Malaysia and Maribela because I always had my heart set on singing, so I gave up my royal life for a normal one to become a singer when I turned 16. But I never thought that the princess would end up being a fan and inviting us to her 18th Birthday Ball. Good thing it's a masquerade ball because if my father were to find out, he would have a BIG talk with me. "Hey guys, look at that beauty over there," Haz said. I rolled my eyes at the cheeky flirt. I still looked though.

WOAH!! It was the only thing I could think of. I heard the lads chuckling. "Nialler, close your mouth and call dibs before I do mate," Harry said seriously. "I CALL DIBS!!!!" I screamed, scared that anyone else would. The lads laughed their heads off while I blushed when people gave me crazy looks. "You didn't really have to, you know, I could already tell you liked her but I still wanna be her friend," Harry said. "AND I'll be her BEST friend ever," Lou said. "Lads, let's see if Nialler has the guts to go talk to her before we make any wedding arrangements," Zayn winked at me. I huffed and said, "I will talk to her and you know what, I'll even ask her to dance with me. A slow song to make it even better." They seemed shocked a bit while Lou smirked. Uh oh. "That seems like too much big talk and very little action," Lou said. I huffed and walked towards the girl.

I was just a few steps away and I turned around to see the guys giving me thumbs up while Lou smirked and waved me to move along. Oh god here I go...

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