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Melody
Huffing, I frown down at my phone as the hairstylist ruffles out my hair.
@ 5:13 pm
Zayn : where r u ??????@ 5:15 pm
Zayn: melodyy@ 5:16 pm
Zayn: im stressed enough and i do not need to worry about you too right now@ 5:20 pm
Zayn: are you gonna come or what???The hairstylist raises my chin upwards, while getting a few strands of hair out of my face. When he's done, I hurriedly look back down at my phone to type a quick text back.
@ 5:55 pm
Me: Got caught up with some things. I'll be there in forty, I promise. Love you xRead @ 5:56 pm
I did not expect Zayn's mother to arrive plus have her surgery in the same day of an interview I'm doing. Now, I'm stuck here until I'm done with my interview. Zayn has been blowing up my phone ever since his mother arrived, and I didn't have the time to text nor call him back. I've been overwhelmed with fan meetings, press all day, and now an interview. Zayn has texted me that it's 'tensed' between his mother, sister, and him. That he doesn't know how to react around them. They're already in the hospital, and getting his mother ready for the operation.
Since I found the tinest bit of time earlier to text him back, my shoulders relax. I get up from the makeup chair, staring directly at my reflection.
The top part of my hair is put in a messy bun, while the rest is curled to perfection and left past my shoulders. My makeup only consists of foundation, mascara, and a red lipstick to match my black dress that's patterned with red roses.
Taking a deep breath, I turn around to go and get this interview over with, then run back to Zayn as soon as I can.
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"So what's it been like? What's the experience been like for you?"
"Well you know, it's a very important thing for me. I don't have so many relatives back in LA, so it's just a very big thing for my brother and I. And. . . all these interviews, autographs and fan meetings, are getting me embarassed and shy." I laugh, slightly blushing and covering my upper body with my hands. I then add, "It's exciting though. I had a really good time getting ready for the show, and now I can't wait until I pull up my own."
The interviewer smiles. "So when you look around, you have the best of the best in the business. Obviously, you've got Liam Payne and Niall Horan to train you, who they've trained the legendary Keegan Stirling before. Do you take away some tips about moving forward? To force yourself into doing this daily?"
I flash a quick smile to Niall and Liam off set, then face the brunette interviewer again. "Uh, no. I've been dancing for 14 years now, and I never thought I would need personal trainers to guide me through my life. But, of course they always tell me to be confident 'cause it was very difficult to me since I was considered too short once. That put me down a lot, but they kept encouraging me to get better," I grin. "They're wonderful and I'm grateful to have them."
I bite my lips when the interviewer strikes another question, making my head to pound harder. It's been going like that for over than thirty minutes, and I'm quite sure Zayn's blowing up my phone with neverending calls and texts. I can't just wrap up the interview and go. I have to wait until everything's done, then I can get the hell out of here.

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