Sleepiness and Nervousness.

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The next morning Katy and Becca got up at five thirty, which resulted in five hours of sleep for Becca, which on turn resulted in an extremely grumpy and sleepy Becca.

There was a cameraman recording them as they got their make-up done, or rather Katy got her make-up done as Becca sat on the couch in a sweater she stole from Harry, and leggings with socks, drinking a strong coffee, her second one so far. The sweater reached past her hands, making her look small, the sleeves covering her long fingers that were wrapped around the coffee cup. The hood on the sweater was pulled up, her hair down and shielding her face, as she just silently watched Katy. The cameraman stayed focused on her for about three minutes, before switching to Katy, who waved and said, closing her eyes for the makeup artist.

"You won't get her to talk. She went to bed at twelve because she wanted donuts so she went and got them with Niall at ten o'clock and didn't get sleepy until twelve thirty. Soooooo, she only got five hours of sleep, and that is not enough sleep for Becca Sawyer. Until she's had four cups of coffee and seen some fans." She paused, then realized she needed to explain the fan thing.

"Oh! Right, sorry, hah! Um, with Becca, if she's really tired, she just needs to see some fans, and she remembers we're doing it for them, and she loves them so much, she gets really happy, so ta da, problem solved." Becca got up to get another cup of coffee, and Katy waited for her to finish that cup before getting up and telling Becca to sit down before also telling her,

"I'll get you one more cup of coffee, but that's it, OK?" Becca yawned then nodded. The make-up artist started on her makeup, which didn't take long, and afterwards, with her coffee from Katy in her hands, looking at the food on the table as she started to perk up, then a guard came in carrying some boxes. He explained that some fans had asked them to give Becca and Katy the boxes, and Becca immediately sat down, opening her two boxes to see chocolate... A lot of it. She clapped in excitement, and Katy opened hers to find the same, only the fans had been thoughtful enough to give her a variation of her favourites. Becca ate a bowl of chicken noodle soup for her breakfast, then ate a whole box of chocolates before brushing her teeth again and talking to a few interviewers. (I'm only going to write the last interview.)

Int: So, you've been dating Harry Styles for almost a year now, the fans want to know, do you love him?

Becca: Absolutely. He completes my life. The fans know about my rough patch when I was younger, well he got me out of that patch, I'm pretty sure he saved my life. Not to be mushy or anything, but I love him more than anyone in the swirly world."

Int: Aw, that's so sweet. One fan, judgejudysucks14, asks if you listen to Fifth Harmony or Little Mix.

Becca: Yes, all the time. We've collaborated with Little Mix before and we'd love to do so with Fifth Harmony. I'm hoping we will.

The interview ended there, and Becca left to find her sister, who was accompanying them on the red carpet.

She found Maria gazing into the mirror she was sat in front of, picking at her nails habitually. Becca sat down next to her, starting to do her sister's hair as she quietly asked,

"What's up?" Her sister sighed, burying her face in her hands as Becca continued to do her hair.

"I'm scared. There are going to be a lot of people out there, and paparazzi." Becca scoffed, lifting her sister's head to pin the fishtail braid against her head, continued to make a French fishtail braid underneath the other.

"You've dealt with the paps before. Sure they're gonna be worse today, but just strike a pose a few times, and have fun. This red carpet is going to be more lax and long lasting, mainly because Ed is the maker of this whole shindig." She pinned the French fishtail braid, spinning Maria and beginning to do the same thing on the other side.

"I'm still nervous." Maria said softly. Becca sighed.

"Why? You don't have any social media anyone can hate on you with... Are you scared that they'll think you aren't pretty?" She suddenly asked, pausing her work to look Maria on the eyes. Maria bowed her head ashamedly. Becca sighed, putting her hands on her sister's shoulders.

"Maria, you are not ugly. You're the prettiest Sawyer girl ever! Ever!" Becca repeated, exaggerating as she quoted the live stream One Direction had done, more specifically quoting Harry, causing Maria to laugh, lifting her head. Becca grinned then said,

"Now sit up, shut up about people not liking you and woman up." Maria laughed again.

"Ed Sheeran is gonna be there, duh, and he's really nice so if you get lonely, I suggest talking to him. He's a really good friend now, so I trust him. But don't you dare leave sight range." Becca instructed, picking out Maria's dress, setting it down as Maria changed into it, pulling out some matching lace up wedges.

"Becca, I'm the older sister here." Maria laughed. Becca in reply said,

"Yeah, the older sister with no experience on red carpets or knowledge of what singers are nice. Take my advice Maria. I'm way more experienced than you are." Maria nodded, pulling her dress over her head.

"OK. Who else can I talk to?"

"Little Mix, Fifth Harmony, Taylor Swift, Bea Miller, Sabrina Carpenter, Selena Gomez and Demi Lovato." Maria nodded, and Becca zipped up the dress she had just put on, sitting down as hair stylists came in to finish her hair. She rolled her eyes at Maria as they fussed, simply because she was used to it and knew there was no way out of it.

They soon finished, and Katy came in, with her sister Marie. Katy was wearing a purple dress with a matching purple shrug and silver lace up boots with heels and purple laces.

Marie wore a gold dress with a full skirt and a shrug, wearing high heeled matching gold shoes.

Maria wore a simple peach dress with high heeled peach shoes. Ignore the slit in the dress.

Becca wore a lilac dress with long sheer drop sleeves, the embroidered material reaching all around her neck up to her collarbone, with lilac flats and her hair simply down in curls with a flower headband in her hair, mesh fingerless gloves on her hands.

She was the only girl not wearing heels, yet she was still the tallest girl there. That made her laugh a bit as they walked out, getting into the fancy limo waiting in a big circle of paparazzi.

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