Spring Breakers! (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 31 Interviews

"Chirsti. Wake up. We got to get to the interview."

"Ok. Just give me five minutes." I said getting up.

"They're going to have an outfit for you there so wear sweats if you want."

"Thanks Niall."

I put on my sweats and just put a brush threw my wavy hair. I grabbed my gold aviators and slipped on random flip flops. I grabbed my bag that held my phone and laptop and followed Niall out the door. It was cold!

"Christi! Christi! Look over here!" The paparazzi were screaming at me.

"What's it like opening up for One Direction?"

"Whats it like dating Niall Horan?"

"Are you guys even dating?"

They are really annoying. I just kept my head down and kept walking.

"Omg! It's Christi Johnson!" Girls screamed.

"Christi! Omg! I love you so much!"

"Hey girls!" I said walking over to them.

I walked up to this little girl.

"Hi Christi! I'm your #1 fan!" She said quietly.

"What's your name sweetie?"

"Ally."

"That's a pretty name."

"Can I have your autograph?" She asked me.

"Of course! But only if I get a picture with the person I give my very first autograph to."

"Yes! Of course!"

I gave her my autograph and we took two pictures, one smiling and one funny one. I signed a couple other thing for girls and went inside the building.

"Good morning Ms. Johnson. Let me show you to your dressing room." The lady at the front desk said. "This is Cat and Alex. Simon informed me that they will be your hair and makeup artist and stylist for the tour as well."

"Thank you."

She left and I turned toward Cat and Alex.

"O my god! I can't believe I get to style Christina Johnson!" Cat squealed. "I'm sorry! I never fan girl like this! They told me I got the job but they never told me who it was for!"

"It's fine." I smiled and laughed a bit.

"I'm Alex. The normal one." He said eyeing Cat. I shook both of their hands. "I'll be your hair and makeup artist and Cat will be your stylist."

"Awesome! So Cat, what am I going to be wearing today?"

She looked at my all black sweats. "Well. I'm guessing you're a sporty girl but you have a girly side to you." I nodded.

She was right. I was very sporty but I could get dressed up if I wanted to. It just depends of the event.

"Great! So I was thinking this." She pulled a dress off the rack.

It was a beautiful orangy-pink with black border under the bust and above. It was strapless and had black lace around my boobs. It also had a black see through line that was at the bottom that came down to a little below mid thigh.

"Are you okay with wearing heels?" She asked.

"I've worn them before."

She pulled out these tall white pair of heels that have laces and a pattern I can't describe.