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Chapter 64 - Looking Like A Stripper

We took a limo to the interview and when we got there, they had clothes laid out for us. Like seriously? We can't dress ourselves?


After being forced to wear a seriously too short of a skirt and some sequined tube top, I got forced into a chair where they attacked my face with tons of makeup and did something outrageous with my hair. It definitely wasn't me and I didn't like the way I looked when they were done.



"Ah, you look beautiful, Ms. Daniels," the makeup artist said.



"No, I look like I got gangbanged by the Crayola factory," I said as I crossed my arms over my chest.




The makeup artist chuckled and then gave me these ridiculous wedges to wear. I've never worn high heels in my life and I really didn't want to start now.




"Come this way, Ms. Daniels," a new lady said.





She was wearing all black and had a headphone set on. I nearly twisted my ankle a bunch of times trying to walk in these wedges. The lady had brought me into a room with yellow colored walls. The room looked like it was some boring family living room. I saw the boys sitting on the couch and when they saw me, their mouth dropped open.



"That's not my Katie. I want you get that crap off her face and put her in regular clothes. I don't want her looking like a stripper," Harry said as he got off the couch.




"I'm sorry, Mr. Styles, but your interview is going to start soon," the lady who brought me to the room said as she gently pushed Harry back down.




I made my way over to the couch and sat next to Harry on the end.




"I'm sorry that they are making you wear all this," Harry whispered.



I didn't know what to say in response so I just took his hand and held it.





"So what's this interview supposed to be about anyway?" Liam asked, he was on the other side of Harry.




"I'm not sure. Niall just said it was a last minute interview," Zayn said.




I looked out at the audience and saw it slowly filling up with people. And then the interviewer appeared in the room. She was wearing black slacks and a white ruffled shirt. She had shoulder length blonde hair and forest green eyes. She shook hands with each of the boys and then shook mine.




"I'm glad you could be here, Ms. Daniels," she whispered in my ear.




What was that supposed to mean? What was the reason I was even at the boys' last minute interview? Then some music began and I knew the interview was going to start. Harry put his arm around me and held me close.





"Hello and welcome back. I'm Monica Johnson and I'm here with the popular boy band One Direction."




The girls in the audience screamed.





"And with them is the beautiful Katelyn Daniels."




I heard some whistles from the crowd and I felt Harry's arm tighten around me.






"So, to start off this interview, who's taken and who's not?"




Niall was to go first, "Single."




Then Louis. "Single."




And then Zayn. "Taken."



Wait what?! When did this happen?




"I am taken," Liam said. Then Harry said,




"And I'm taken by Katie Daniels."





"And you two make a great couple," Monica said.




"So what exactly is this interview about?" Liam asked.




"Well news has been flying around Twitter that there is something going on between Katelyn--"




"It's Katie," Harry corrected.




"Okay. There has been news flying around that there is something going on between Katie and Louis. Is that true?"




So this is why they wanted me at the interview? If I wasn't wearing wedges, I would totally run out of the interview.




"No. There's nothing going on between Katie and I," Louis said.





"Then how do you explain this?" Monica asked as he pointed to a TV screen in front of us.




It was a picture of Louis and I that he had taken with my phone.




"It's just a friendly picture," Louis said.




"But what about this one?"




The next picture that showed up wasn't a picture that I had taken or that Louis had taken. It was a picture of Louis kissing me on the couch at the house yesterday. I heard the audience gasp.




"It's photoshopped," Louis said right away.




"Oh is it, Mr. Tomlinson?"



"Yes, Monica, it is."





"How about we ask Ms. Daniels if it's photoshopped. So Katie, is it photoshopped like Louis says it is?"




Everyone's eyes were on me. I looked at Monica, then Louis and then Harry. Harry's words "I'll be here for you no matter what happens between us" swirled around my head. I didn't want to lie on national TV, but also I didn't want Louis you seem like the bad guy even if he was.





"Do you need me to repeat the question, Ms. Daniels?" Monica asked.




"No. You don't have to repeat the question."





"So is it a yes to the photoshopped or no, Ms. Daniels?"



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I've got a few words for Monica Johnson...


You are a b*tch


Okey?


So do you think Katie will lie and say that it's photoshopped like Louis did?


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-Ari Horan-