Chapter two.
Barbara’s POV.
I decided to give the station one more call and to my luck they answered. I’ve never been so happy in my life. I gave them the address to where I was at and they arrived in like five minutes. Great service for a station that never answers. I got in the back seat and told the driver where I needed to go “The Savoy” hotel. I looked out of the window while we were approaching the front of the hotel and there was crowds of people. Fans that mob the hotel are usually guys not girls. Whatever. I thanked the driver and handed him the money.
“Don’t worry about it babe, it’s on me.” He said.
What a nice man. I put my hoodie over my head in hopes that nobody would notice me, I love the fans but I’m really not in the mood to take pictures and sign autographs. I started walking to the lobby and surprisingly nobody noticed me. All of a sudden, the whole mob of girls started screaming and running towards the parking lot. Who could possibly be here? Obviously they’re not here for me or the rest of the models. I disregarded it not really caring and stepped into the elevator. I was sharing a penthouse with Cara Delevinge, probably the only model that I liked. I put my key into the little slot and opened the door and walked into the room. It was marvelous, chandeliers everywhere, checkered tile, classy white walls and black furniture. I walked into what I assumed was my room and noticed that all of my luggage was already in there. I opened it and put on some sweats and a black solid t-shirt, French braiding my hair back. I took off all of my makeup and I was getting ready to brush my teeth until I noticed that I forgot to pack a tooth brush. Lovely. I grabbed my phone and room key and headed down to the lobby. As I was on the elevator I could already hear the group of fangirls screaming their lungs off. I think it’s so disrespectful, even though they’re not here for the Victoria Secret Angels. I approached the front desk and asked for a toothbrush, the worker handed me one and I thanked him. After five minutes that I could’ve been using in bed I was making my way to the elevator once again, as I walked through the rest of the lobby I saw two guys walking in with security guards hovering over them. I ignored it once again and went back to my room.
Niall’s POV.
Harry and I arrived at the hotel and mobs of fans were waiting out in the front, I love them and all but sometimes it’s just a little too much. I wished they’d respect our privacy a little more. Paul and our other guards circled us while we tried to push through the crowds of screaming girls. We finally reached the elevator and our rooms. I was exhausted, I went straight to my bed.
“Hey Harry?” I said.
“Yeah?” He responded.
“You know that girl you pointed out at the show? I asked.
“Yeah mate, I believe her names Barbara or something, she was good friends with Cara.” He responded.
“Oh. She’s beautiful.” I said.
“She’s also a Victoria Secret angel, keep dreaming man.” Harry joked.
“Whatever.” I responded.
Harry went to bed and I did too. I drifted into a deep sleep thinking about Barbara.
