You are not what you look like.

Chapter 6

We arrived at the arena in Tampa just in time for our sound check at 3. Everything ran smoothly and I got more and more excited by the minute.

I was in my dressing room with my favorite make up artist ever, Delilah. She could do a full face of makeup in less than 2 minutes. She was definitely the best of the best.

"Are you nervous, yeah?" Delilah asked.

Her accent was adorable. So was the way she talked. She was from South Africa and had the cutest way of talking ever.

"A bit. I mean I'm nervous enough to break down and cry but I don't think I'll be doing that."

"Yeah you best not. Cos that'd be embarrassing. Ed would laugh at you. What a wanker, yeah?"

I laughed along with her.

"Totally Delilah. Totally."

I took out my camera from my purse and started vlogging.

"Hello guys! I'm here with my make up artist, Delilah. I just got out of soundcheck and everything went peachy keen. I'm so stoked for the meet and greet which is coming up soon. I'll vlog at the meet and greet. See you soon!"

Delilah handed me some comfortable clothes for the m&g. I put them on and enjoyed my two hours off.

It was 5 already. Which only meant one thing. The meet and greet.

"Come on then! get off your lazy bums and let's get on to the meet and greet yeah?" Delilah screamed at Ed and I.

We all got into a van and drove to where the meet and greets were taking place. Thousands of fans and paparazzi were outside and we had to have many officers and security guards help us in.

The line ran smoothly. The fans would give their posters or CDs to the security guard, the security guard would hand it to me. While I would be signing the merchandise, the fans have time to talk to me or record with me or give me a gift. Then I'd hand the merchandise over to Ed and the same would happen to him.

The meet and greet was really long but it had finally ended. I got a lot of good footage for my vlog and now I was ready for the concert.

Basically Ed was my opening act. He'd sing some of his songs of off his album called +. Then I'd come in and sing ALL of my songs, and for the grand finale, Ed and I were strapped up and we'd fly over the fans while singing our hit single "Unknown".

I ran to my dressing room and Delilah started with my hair and make up. It was already 8 pm. Ed would start his performance in 10 minutes. Delilah had helpers paint my nails and do my hair. I vlogged for a while, but it was difficult especially when someone is trying to paint your fingernails.

I was completely ready. Ed was almost done with his performance. He just had 5 minutes left. I tweeted, and had a couple snacks backstage.

Then finally. It was my turn. I stepped in stage just as the beat to my first song started playing. The amount of fans, signs, screaming, and lights there were took my breath away.

The show was over quickly. Time flies so quickly on stage. It was the best 3 hours of my life. I can't believe I'll be doing this for a couple more months.

Delilah removed my heavy makeup, but gave me a natural look. I didn't want to have my naked face shown in front of the paparazzi.

"Those twats. Why do you need to hide your pretty face? they should fuck off. What wankers, yeah?"

Delilah was mad that I was so insecure of my face.

"Oh shush. I'll be fine. Thank you for everything Delilah. I'll see you later."

"Right. Cheers."

She left the room and I put on sweatpants, a hoodie, and some sunglasses.

I got back into the tour bus with Ed and we started driving.

"Hey guys? is it ok if we take a pit stop at a gas station? just need to refuel a bit." Our driver asked.

We agreed. I needed some drinks and snacks anyway. Plus, I needed a wee.

We stopped at the closest 7 eleven. I got off the tour bus and my phone started vibrating. Without looking at caller ID, I immediately answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi Mel. I miss you."

"Oh god Mark leave me alone."

"I can't! your face is on all the magazines over here. You're even on the news. I can't stop thinking about you and I just-"

I was so distracted by Mark's words that when I opened the store door, I hit a strangers face.

"Oh god! oh no, erm Mark I'll have to call you back"

I hung up and helped the curly haired stranger up.

"I am so sorry. I was in a fight with my ex boyfriend and I guess I was totally distracted and I-"

I got cut off by the cutest smile I have ever seen.

"It's fine, really. No worries"

Oh my god. Dimples, green eyes, and accent.

"I can't help it. Where are you from?"

"I'm from Holmes Chapel. In the UK. You?"

"I'm from Manchester!" I said excitedly.

"That's great. I didn't catch your name, by the way?"

"Oh sorry. It's Melanie. Yours?"

"Harry Styles."

I nodded and smiled.

"Can I get your number? maybe I could show you around Florida cos you're obviously not from here."

I nodded. "Sure. But you're not from here either?"

He laughed while typing his digits in my phone.

"I live here. So I know the place."

"Oh. Right."

"I'll call you later, Melanie" he smiled.

"You can call me Mel if you'd like. Or lanie. That's fine too."

He nodded and waved. He exited the shop and I sighed. He was adorable. I bought some snacks and headed back to the tour bus with a goofy smile on my face.