Making the most of the night/ Halsey x Fan (gxg)

Oh no

Ashley POV

I'm currently locked in my hotel suite, fangirling like an idiot.
Sky and Cara are in the corridor, laughing and , probably waiting for there ride .
The one time I get to perform for a runway of any kind , and Cara has to be in it .
Sky must be attending too.....

After what felt like forever, the small giggles , and whispers of conversations went away.
I quickly made my way out and down to the lobby, my taxi was waiting impatiently.
Poor guy , but I do have to go to rehearsal.

As I was making my way to my dressing room ,I brushed against someone's arm.
I walked faster mumbling a quick sorry to said person without looking .
I'm too nervous for an aimless conversation with someone I probably never will talk to again .

This is so crazy , people are all over me .
Some adjusting my clothes others touching up and adding makeup to my annoyed face.
I could never do this every day or even every month ,I'm just not made for such a fast pace production.
All I can hear are people talking on radios sending codes and orders , and fashion gibberish.

All of a sudden I'm walked towards the left entrance to the runway .
I can see cameras everywhere some blinding me with there white flashes others focused on filming every single movement I'll make the second I'm out on the runway .
I have no time to be nervous since the 10 second countdown has already started and my battery pack has been placed on me without me noticing.
I can do this ....
3 ........2.........1......
It's my time to shine, let's do this .
The theme today was blue , and all I had to do was sing my song colors.
The melody started , and I was in my own world.
I softly moved my hips sometimes interacting with the models .
The crowd grew exited when one specific model appeared behind me.
I knew it was Cara , and with my new found confidence I grabbed her hand walking down the runway with her.
She smiled at me laughing a bit. she bowed down at me at the end before posing and returning backstage.
Soon the song came to an end and I was rushed back to my dressing room.

Packing my things I found myself searching frantically for my phone.
I was already late for the after party that the James had organized.
After what seemed like forever , I came to the acceptance that my phone was gone and made my way to the classy high end party I had been invited to.
This was gonna be a special night