Midnights.

Chapter 50 - Glossy lips.

CHAPTER 50

It’s 6 P.M. when I arrive back in my hotel room. The shoppings are put down on the floor, and I sit just beside them. I open all of the plastic bags and tidy all of the clothes I’ve bought- I’m ready to bring this all to Sydney.

Done with everything, I go to the shower and have a soothing bath. Harry had messaged me earlier, stating that he and the boys want me to look best tonight. It’s going to be the last gig in Adelaide for this year, they’ll come back another year Harry said. This time I don’t mind wearing the best of me, I’m just happy that I can be a part of them. I laugh to myself once the flashbacks of me getting extremely mad to Mr. Fred the other day comes back to my mind.

‘’Make sure you bring your best clothes. Just bring the best ones.. We wouldn’t want to disappoint them.’’

I still remember how I went so mad, and I was all sour-faced that I had to bring best clothes solely to photoshoot One Direction. But now, everything has insanely changed. We begin to be good friends, and once again I regret having a tremendous go to them.

In the end, I decide to wear the new orange t-shirt I recently bought and a black skirt. I don’t know why but I decided to buy three skirts, just because I feel like skirts work well on me. I start exposing myself more, and I don’t know whether this is a good change.

I let my hair go free on my shoulder, making me realize that I haven’t cut my hair for such a long time. It has grown long, but I don’t think I’ll cut it any soon.

I walk to the plastic bags, looking for the new one thing I’ve been thinking about. I might be funny and overacting- a 18-year-old girl, being all happy just because she bought a new lipgloss. To be honest this is my first time using makeup, and this must be a really crazy side of me.

I rub the lipgloss to my lips, carefully glossing my lips while looking at the mirror. It’s a hard try though, I have to wipe my lips for time because I wear the lipgloss messily. At the end I eventually manage to have the lipgloss on my lips perfectly, all glossy and elegant. I smile to myself- for the first time, I can accept that I should be the beautiful me.

Once finished everything, I sit at the end of my bed, waiting for Harry to call me. He said he’s gonna pick me up, so that we can go together using the tour bus. Actually I still can’t contain my excitement for we’re going to Sydney tomorrow. It’s gonna be my first time, and I can’t help but feeling like exploding. I haven’t packed all of my things yet- I’ll probably do it this midnight, then.

Midnight! I gasp to myself. It’s been days and yet I haven’t took photos of Harry anymore.

Just as I think about Harry and our ‘deal’, my phone rings. I accept it straightaway and call out, ‘’Hello, Harry I..’’

‘’I’m not Harry, I’m Louis.’’ A familiar voice sounds. ‘’What would make you think I’m Harry?’’ He laughs.

‘’I didn’t see the phone screen, I-I thought he’s going to call me.’’ I answer, slightly being nervous since this manwhore is talking to me on the telephone again.

‘’Whatever, I’m going to pick you up.’’

‘’No you’re not, Harry is.’’ I end the phone call directly. What the fuck does he actually want? First he deceived me by giving me an alcoholic drink, and now he wants to pick me up? I’m sorry, but you can’t do this straightaway Louis.

Five minutes later my phone rings again, and I’m checking the screen this time. I don’t want to get Louis’ ring again. To my luck it’s Harry, and I gladly tell him yes when he asks me whether he should pick me up now.