Patch Our Hearts

Chapter 20

Carina's P.O.V.

I glanced at the time on my phone. 10:57. Abby said we had to be in the limo that was parked out back at 11 to get to the interview on time. But I was still waiting for her.

I had put on black sweatpants and a black sweatshirt. The sweatshirt was soft on the inside and had gold sequins that outlined the words 'Love Pink' on my back. I pulled my light brown locks up into a high pony, and slipped on my cheetah printed slipper-shoes.

"Abby!" I called, just as she walked out of the bathroom.

Her hair was down, unlike mine, and she sported a Pink jumpsuit like me. Something was different about her face that I couldn't pinpoint. Then I realized it was because Abby had no makeup on. She looked different without it, but in a good way.

I started to feel the green monster creep around, but pushed the feeling aside, remembering that Abby was my best friend.

"Ready?" Abby asked, interrupting my thoughts momentarily.

"Yeah," I said, grabbing my phone and shoving it into my pocket. I wasn't they kid of girl who would walk around with all this useless shit in a bag. That's what pockets were for right?

Abby grabbed her glossy white clutch, she wasn't a purse girl either.

I suddenly realized how self conscious I was, comparing myself to Abby.

Trying to refocus myself to something else, I followed Abby down the hall, who was walking pretty fast for the morning.

"You excited?" I called from behind.

Abby waited a few seconds before answering, as if debating something.

"Yeah I am, I've never really done one of these."

"Neither have I." I said, entering the elevator that Abby had been waiting in.

We started to head down, both lost in thought about the interview and what it was going to be like.

What Makes You Beautiful came on as the elevator song, and I smiled at Abby, looking at the ceiling. She pointed a finger at the tiny cubicle ceiling and started grinning.

"Oh my God this song." Abby said before singing along with the music.

Abby and I sang (more like screamed) the end of the chorus just as the elevator doors slide open. The song continued as Abby and I stepped into the lobby, totally abandoning the music.

We were instantly met by security, which caused Abby to jump back a little.

It was three men, tall and buff. They looked almost exactly alike, just like in the movies. The tall blonde handed me a pair of Ray-Bans, and I recognized they looked like Nolan's. Except my Ray-Ban's frames were teal, and Abby's were hot pink, but the lens were still black.

"From the boy's," one of the gruff men said.

I smiled, not really having any idea what to say.

The men lead us out the back door, where my ears where met by screaming.

Instantly, I clapped my hands over my ears while cameras flashes everywhere. Abby froze for a second, before I sacrificed one of my hands to pull her along.

Finally we reached the limo and threw ourselves inside.

"Oh my God," Abby said as soon as the door slammed shut. "How do they do that everyday?"

We started to move forward, and I pulled my glasses up onto the top of my head.

"I asked Niall that the other day and he said that they don't!" I told Abby, which appalled her as much as me.