Cammi's P.O.V.
I looked at the dress that I'm being forced to wear for the charity event. It's beautiful but it's really white. It's a strapless white dress that has a silver sparkle belt going around my waist. The front of the dress falls just above my knees but the back is extended slightly so the back falls just below my knees. The dress is paired with white gladiator heels and a whole ton of white daisies that are to be put all throughout my hair.
"Simon said to make you look slightly angelic just in case anyone thought that you were the one who punched Harry. You're also singing Thinking of You because everyone finds that one sweet," my stylist, Lou, tells me. I sigh and grab the dress and change out of my jeans, Doc Martins, and sweater dress into the white dress. I walk out barefoot and sit on the stool while Lou starts brushing out my unruly curls. After she finished that, she started doing to braids that meet in the middle of the back of my head and then she placed the daisies all throughout my hair.
When she got to my make-up she only did light blush and left my face pale. She also only put on a little bit of mascara and eyeliner to make my blue eyes pop. She added a touch of white eyeshadow and light pink lipstick. She handed my the shoes and my chunky bracelet that I had to wear.
"Put on your shoes and hurry up. You'll be on in about 15 minutes," Lou said. She gave me a quick hug and the left me to put on my shoes. After I slipped the on and made sure my tattoo was covered, I walked out to the room where I knew the boys would be waiting for me. Niall and Liam were both wearing white jeans, a plan white v-neck and white Supras.
"Simon really wants us to look innocent, huh?" Ni asked as I approached the two boys. I nodded along with Li and then turned my head towards the sound of laughter coming from behind me.
"Seems like Simon really wanted us to be polar opposites for the duet," Harry scoffed. He is dressed in his normal black skinny jeans but he also has on a black v-neck and a black leather jacket and black boots. Louis and Zayn are standing behind him in similar clothes just without the jacket. Wait, did he just say duet?
"What duet?" I asked him in a more demanding tone then questioning.
"Simon wants the people to get a taste of all the duets we'll be doing on tour so we're gonna be doing a duet after we each do one solo song. We're doing a cover for Somebody That I Used to Know," Harry said.
"Why wasn't I informed of this?" I screeched.
"After you punched me and had to leave, Simon told me and let me choose the song," he said. I looked at his nose and noticed that it was swollen but there was enough concealer on it that I can't tell how badly it's bruised.
"I'm sorry I punched you. I shouldn't have used violence as a solution," I said, lowering my voice from it's half yell.
"And I'm sorry I called you a drunk and you and Liam a fag, Niall. I shouldn't have been rude to you guys like that," Harry said. My eyes widened a bit at the fact that he apologized.
"How about the 6 of us go to dinner and attempt to start over so we don't constantly go at each other's throats on the tour," Zayn suggested.
"As long as you don't do something to get me arrested, sure," I said at the same time as Liam and Niall. A few seconds passed and the six of us all exchanged glances before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"Wow. One minute Cammi's punching Harry in the nose and the next all of you are laughing together," I heard Simon say from the doorway.
"Uncle Si," Harry and I yelled as we ran to give the old grouch a hug.
"Where was this niceness yesterday?" Simon asked us.
"Gone with the wind to the land of faries and talking roses," I replied sarcastically.
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Sweet and Sour (Harry Styles AU)
FanficCammi Aly is the World's pop princess. Sweet, cute, funny, has one of the world's best voices, and, most importantly, she's innocent. She doesn't cuss, she wears properly fitting clothes, she doesn't even have a boyfriend to make the paps think that...
