Sometimes (Sophiam) EDITING

Chapter 4

Danielle’s P.O.V

Just as I finished telling them my (long) plans, Niall walked in carrying ice cream. Great. Now I have to explain my entire plan again, ugh!

“Niallllll.” Harry wines pulling him towards the rest of us.

“What? I was hungry, so I decided to grab some ice cream.” Niall questions, and then explains.

“Get your ass over here!” Zayn says, attempting to be strict, but he’s just too nice to pull it off.

“Whatevs mate.” Niall replies raising his hands in surrender.

“Dani talk!” Louis instructs to me, a tad rude, but we know he means well.

“I’ll talk. I’ll talk. Okay, so I have a plan. A plan which my make Sophia slightly unhappy.” I begin. Niall’s eyes widen and the others just scoff. “Okay then, very unhappy. I’m going to assist Sophia in preparing for the Grammy’s. Long story short, I’m gonna ruin her outfit.” I finish excitedly.

“What?!” Niall exclaims.

“Hey. I thought you would be happy.” I say in defense.

    

“Yeah, but, what exactly are you gonna do?” He asks me back cautiously. 

*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* (26th January, Grammy Awards day, 5:00pm)

I’m currently in L.A for the Grammy Awards tonight. Editing Sophia’s outfit is not the only reason I’m here, that would be just a tad ridiculous. I was selected to dance in the opening performance by Katy Perry. Yes, that’s right; I’m back up dancing for Katy Perry. She’s performing Roar, and this is by far the biggest achievement in my career.

Anyways, I need to be at the Staples Center at 5:30 for prep and Sophia’s probably going to start getting ready at about… seven hours ago. She’ll probably be ready at 8:00. Meaning, she needs three hours do her hair, an hour to get dressed and six hours for make-up. She’s not necessarily slow putting on make-up; she just puts on a lot.