Different - a Niall Horan love story

Chapter 5

I take my phone again and check the time. It’s four o’clock and I’ve been here since 12:30. So, I guess that means that there are like three groups after mine that made more outfits. That’s 129 guys and girls I have to beat to be One Direction’s new styling artist, which means I now have like 0,77 percent chance to win … Yes, I’m a math-freak, I know.

I’m so starting to freak out right now. On the inside of course. I’m not letting the other contestants know how nervous I actually am. Okay, you can see fright in pretty much everyone’s eyes, including mine, but still.

There is one girl though that doesn’t seem to worry about the fact that she could lose. She looks so sure about herself. She’s like one of “the Populars” in our school. Wait a second … She is one of them ! Okay, Eline, hide your face, make sure she doesn’t see you.

‘Eline !’ Dammit.

‘Hi, Brittany.’ I say, a fake and bitter smile glued on my face.

‘What are you doing here ?’ she says like I totally don’t deserve it to be here, and of course, according to her thoughts, she’s the only one that’s “pretty” and “famous” enough to meet One Direction. Well, bullshit.

‘I don’t know, I didn’t want to study so I decided to come here.’ I say sarcastically. Didn’t I mention ? We can’t stand being near each other. It kind of started when I started dating Stephen, so I guess she was just jealous back then. Now, she just hates me. Wauw, surprise.

‘Makes no sense.’ she says.

‘I know.’ I mentally role my eyes.

‘You’re not going to meet them, you know ?’ she says with a bittersweet voice. It’s almost like she feels sorry for me. Almost.

‘Whatever.’ I say, hoping she will stop talking now.

Before she can say something else, the door opens and reveals the man that explained what we had to do exactly when we came here. ‘Can I get everyone’s attention, please ? Okay, good. We have decided to pick three contestants, who will join us in the finals of this “competition”.’ He says. Oh, okay. Three for the finals. Wait, what ?! Finals ? They didn’t mention that at the beginning ! ‘Before we give you all those three candidates, there are some people I would like you all to meet.’

When he says that, the door opens and reveals Zayn, still dressed up as Veronica. ‘Hey guys !’ he says.

‘Hi !’ some people, including me, answer.

‘As far as I know, only one person that came here today recognised me.’ Okay, I can’t help but feel a little bit proud right now. I’m the only one ! ‘I’m not going to say who it was, I’m sure the person I’m talking about knows it. For all the others, I’m not an assistant who works for One Direction. I’m actually Zayn himself, trying to fool with you guys.’ I see pretty much everyone’s faces light up as he says those words. Some even scream and seem like they can pass out any minute. ‘So, with no further ado, I give you Liam, Louis, Harry and Niall !’

Almost everyone starts screaming when they enter the room, and I laugh with the reactions of some girls. It’s so obvious these guys changed their worlds just as much as they changed mine. It’s unbelievable. I’m sure that I have sparkles in my eyes when I see the guys. I’m not good at showing emotions – accept when I’m with Lore and Taylor – but you can almost always see them in my eyes, so I guess now you can see clearly written in my eyes how much I love these boys.

I see Zayn looking at me, and I smile at him. He smiles back at me and then turns to Liam to talk to him. I see Liam nodding, trying to calm down the “crowd” in front of him and then start talking : ‘Okay, it’s time to announce our three finalists !’ he says, exciting audible in his voice.