Chapter 63. Edited.

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Linda's POV.

I really am tired; I'm falling asleep while Lou tries to put makeup on my face. I studied yesterday's night, today I had two exams and the hardest classes of all.

We came here because the boys were going to get ready for the Brits; I haven't seen them for a long time.

Since last year, I guess. Louis got more tattoos and Zayn too, Niall's hair is in a different way and it's actually so cute. Liam came with his girlfriend, Sophia and I haven't talk to her so much but she seems nice.

Eleanor and Gemma are here too so maybe I won't feel weird. All of them were wearing an elegant outfit so I decided to wear the little black dress Harry gave to me, black-heeled sandals and Lou curled my hair because according to her it will look nicer.

I didn't know that the girl I was seeing in the mirror was me, I was unrecognizable. My eyes were darker, Lou put a black thin layer on my eyelid, I had fake eyelashes that made my eyes look bigger and somehow she tanned my skin, covering every little imperfection of my face.

"You look beautiful!" Gemma said.

I thanked her. I really looked good.

"Lou!" Louis screamed.

She gave me some powder and walked where Louis was. Gemma was telling me her experience on getting to meet so many famous people because of Harry, well he was famous but I haven't really think of him in that way. He is too humble and normally famous people are not that way, just him and the boys.

I was really excited about this, we weren't going to talk to any of the celebrities but at least I was going to see loads of them, all in the same place. People like Katy Perry, Pharrell Williams, Lorde, Jessie J, Rita Ora, models like Rosie Huntington, and so many more.

"Louise I can't," Harry said coming into the room while Gemma was leaving it; she needed to put her clothes on.

He raised his head from his unbuttoned shirt and looked at me; he smiled and rubbed his neck.

"You look gorgeous, babe." He said and came closer to me.

He cupped my chin and got closer to my lips.

"Don't touch her!" Lou screamed opening the door. "Don't Harold, I just put lipstick on her lips and it needs to stay safe for at least half an hour."

He laughed and I grabbed his hand to put it down, I felt something harsh on his knuckles, he had a scar. I let Lou go out again and then decided to ask him about it, he must have had knocked something down with all the power possible. He had too a little bruise near the recent scar. It could be a normal accident.

"What happened to your hand?" I asked after Lou closed the door.

"What?"

"This, Harry." I grabbed his hand and showed him the wound.

"Uhm I don't know, maybe I hit my hand accidentally with something."

He turned his gaze to a chair, I knew he was lying. It was obvious but this was a special night for him and I wasn't going to ruin it anyway. I just nodded and pinched his cheek.

"This is what you do when you can't kiss me?" he asked laughing.

"Yup." I laughed.

The only ones wearing a dress were Sophia and I. I talked to her while Eleanor was talking with one of her friends, that for some reason was attending too and, Gemma was calling her mom. Sophia was nice and beautiful; she was Liam's version in a girl. The boys were arriving in a different limousine than us.

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