Breath

chapter 36-smile & nod

"Eb.. you can't do that." stacey says, stressfully rubbing her face.

"well I'm not pregnant.." I defend myself, slipping into the shimmering gold dress.

the award show is in a couple hours, and  stacey is letting out her rath. and since I'm not hired by modest, I can still pretty much do what I want.

"just smile and nod." she says before leaving with with lou teasdale to get ready.

    my hair is pulled back into and elgant low bun, and I'm out in these big thin gold sandle heals.

"darling you look loveley." lou says stepping back and admiring her work, "the boys are ready, go on out."

I see harry from behind,  he's wearing a nice suit and his hair fluffed back.

he's so handsome.

louis nudges harry for him to look at me. and when he does his face lights up making me smile too.

"you look beautiful." he says.

"you look great too." I take his hand and we drive to the red carpet.

for some reason my nerves sre through the roof. I keep having to wipe my hands on the seat.

I haven't gone out on an actual live event like this besides the radio station...

the boys get out of the csr infront of us first, sending the paps into a frenzy. then the eleanor perrie sofia and I are allowed out, taking pictures together.

the lights are brighrt they ask a million questions. perrie is a pro already, eleanor and sofia as well. the boys are just ahead of us, getting the media wild up. then louis comes over to el, zayn to perrie, liam to sofia, and harry to me.

"how are you doing?" he whispers in my ear and then we pose for pictures.

"fine." I lie. I'm afraid I'm going to fall over, step on my dress, rip my dress, say something I shouldn't.

"relax. you look perfect."

I relax my shoulders, but stand straight as we are moved along together. then a lady, short and blonde, calls harry and I over for an I terview.

holy crao. breath eb. breath.

"harry, ebony, how are you?" she asks and then moves the microhpone to us.

smile and nod.

"were doing great. suoer excited to be here." he says smiling at me.

"Ebony. do you have anything to say about wjat you said to the fan last week about the pregnancy rumors?"

shit.

"yes, I would lile to apologise.  I'm still so new to this and i obviously don't like being harassed about rumors." I say sweetly with a smile. and harry nods with head, like he agrees.

"thank you so much. you two have a good night."

we nod and join the rest of our group again.

"that was good." he says keeping his large hand glued to my lower back.

*****

the show ends and we all are invited to some big after party in a highend nightclub in london.

I'm able to relax a bit, harry constantly reminding me to breath and calm down.

the nightclub is transformed into an elgant party. pretty flowers covor the room and candels around the tables. huge tables. our entire group fits at one. I sit in between eleanor and harry both going on about some weird reporter they saw on the red carpet.

I look at harry and he looks nervous, he takes a deeo breath and reaches into his pocket,  then kneals down beside me.

"harry you've tied you'r shoe three times since we've been here." I say with a laugh, and then I notice all the guys look at us with sly smiles.

whats goin on. why isn't harry getting up.

harry takes my hands in his and takes another deep breath, "I need to ask you something." he says, his voice shaking.

holy shit.