Last First Kiss (One Direction Fan Fiction) (Charlotte's Directions Book Two)

Chapter 34

Authors Note:

OK, last chapter!!! I had a bunch of fun writing and posting this one :) Comments in this story were the very best, I love every one of them to the moon and back! So here's the thing, I had a hard time giving this storyline up, so I have the beginnings of a third book in the process. To post or not to post?

Thanks for reading everyone!

Lots of love,

SL2627

Chapter 34         Charlotte POV                            Final Day of Tour

“OH MY GOD!”

“Niall! Niall I love you!”

“Louis! LOUIS!”

“I am your biggest fan EVER!”

“It’s HIM!”

“I love you! I love you!”

“OH MY GOD!”

I kept my eyes trained to the ground as we all squeezed in between the fencing. Teenaged girls were being held back like wild rabid animals as bodyguards trailed behind and in front of us. We ducked inside of the news station building. Liam’s hand dropped from my back as we stepped into the safety of the Today show studios.

I looked around me with wide eyes.

Was this really happening?

I was going to be on the NEWS!

A nervous rock dropped into my gut. I blinked harder to shove it away.

“Good morning, welcome to our studios!” A tall lady wearing a pencil skirt stuck her hand out to Paul and said. He smiled at her as she went to shake each of the boys’ hands. “We’re so happy to have you here.”

“Likewise,” Liam grinned charmingly.

“Jason can take you to your dressing rooms,” She said with a gesture to a small man behind her. “I’m Heather. We air in two and a half hours. We’ll send someone to your rooms to gather you.”

Heather turned away with her Bluetooth pressed into her ear.

“Over here,” the little bald man named Jason started to toddle off into another direction. We all followed along behind him.

Niall grabbed my hand. His fingers squeezed mine comfortingly. He and the others looked anything but fazed by the fancy news station. Cameras were everywhere; famous reporters walking around drinking their morning coffees.

I, on the other hand, was practically petrified.

“Miss Hemming can go in here,” Jason opened a stage door and ushered me in. I shot a smile to Niall and Louis before ducking inside the chilly dressing room.

The door clicked shut behind me. With my teeth clenched over my bottom lip I glanced around the room. A fluffy plush couch was pressed against the far wall. An illuminated vanity and piles of makeup were sitting right next to me. Mirrors were all over the right hand wall, and a large Today Show logo was plastered in the center of it all above a tiny fridge.

I sighed and sat down on the couch. I pulled my legs underneath me and leaned back into the fluff. My eyes flittered closed.

“Charlotte Hemming?”

I sat up straight. There was a man standing in the room.

“Yes that’s me.”

The man grinned madly and stuck his boney hand out to me. “The name’s Fabio. I’m your stylist for today, honey.”