Baby Doll | Niall

CHAPTER 4: Coffee Break

My mother rushed me into the limo and I swear she left bruises on my arms. I don't know why she was rushing, we were way early and there wasn't anyone waiting outside for us. I don't know how I've survived this long.

The car ride was pretty boring, I just listened to music and stared out the window. Nice houses lined the streets, it made me jealous in a way. I want live in a house like that and go to high school, have a steady boyfriend and parents who work 9 to 5. Apparently that's too much to ask for.

It was now 10:00 and we had just arrived at the hall that was hosting the pageant. It was big, elegant and all the things you would expect. Just as we were signing in, I sent all the boys a good morning text. Harry replied almost instantly, which scared me that he was up this early. Then Zayn, Liam, Niall, and finally Louis, a few minutes after the rest.

The conversation kind of fell with all the boys except Harry and Niall. Harry just kept asking me questions about me. 'Whats it like being that famous', 'what's your favourite TV show?', stuff like that. But with Niall it was the opposite, I was the one asking all the questions;

Full name? Niall James Horan

Hometown? Mullingar, Ireland

Favourite food? Pizza or Nando's

Job? Singer (only recently though)

Talents? Guitar and Soccer

I felt kind of stalker-ish asking so many questions but he said he didn't mind. I didn't know if he was just saying that or wether he actually didn't. Boys are so complicated!

We talked until it was time for my hair and makeup session, even then I did my best to keep the conversation going between us.

When lunchtime finally came around, I was starving! My mother took us out to some high class place, all I had was a caesar salad because it was the only name I could pronounce. She brought up Austin, how he was such a lovely guy and how he is apparently such a good match for me. I rolled my eyes at her when her back was turned.

I took this time to mention that I was going for coffee with him tonight. My mother was ecstatic and it scared me. She said something about buying new clothes but I had to outline for her that it was just coffee not a wedding.

Today's pageant wasn't anything special, I didn't have to perform, just look pretty and wear expensive clothes. Again, boring. My mum buys my clothes, I don't even see them until she tells me to wear them. All I have is my 'old' clothes and a few things I've snuck in to my bag without her noticing. I like to buy my style clothes off of the internet, she never knows.

People always think that just because I'm famous that my life is full, interesting and all I do is go around meeting my other celebrity friends but they're dead wrong. I mean yeah I've met some famous people at movie premieres and parties but that's it. I spend the rest of my time lounging around or at pageants.

I met an interesting girl today backstage, I think she was another pageant girl. I recognise her from the papers, her names Gina Morgan. She's pretty and arrogant, that's never a good combination. This was the first time I've met her properly though let alone have competed against her.

"Good luck" She smiled at me.

"Uh you too" I tried to smile back.

"Cause you'll need it"

"Who do you think are anyway?"

"I, am the Gina Morgan and am also about to kick your ass" she smiled evilly "say goodbye to your international streak girly"

I raised an eyebrow "If you're trying to intimidate me, it isn't working and I won't be saying goodbye to anything until I've lost it" I flicked my hair and waited behind the curtains for the awards ceremony to begin.

I sound just as stuck up as her. I was kind of sure I'd win today but against her, I'm starting to have my doubts. I usually don't care if I win or not but today I just want to win to prove her wrong. If that sounds then well I'm not sorry. It's girls like her that give us the reputation we have. Not all of us are stuck up and had plastic surgery at 9.

"Contestants, please come forward" the first judge said pulling her glasses down to the end of her nose to stare at us. She was old, the grey hair on her head thinning so much she almost had nothing to put in her ponytail. The woman glared at each of us. I smiled through it, old people scared me.

"Our verdict is in, now don't be disheartened if you don't place" it was the second judge that spoke, he was about middle-aged with darker skin. He had no hair.

"Our scores will be given individually first, in stage order" I was third. The old woman's voice was dull and monotoned, I hope I never sound like that.

"Marie Janette?" She did the glasses thing again. "7, 7, 6" she was only new, I think. With scores like that you'd have to be. Also her face was almost clear of makeup, looking natural, nice but not in a crowd like this.

"Gina Morgan" again with the glasses, is she going to do this to all of us? I hope not. "8,9,9" Gina looked over at me and glared, mouthing 'beat that'.

"Katy Williams?" I nodded. The old woman pulled her glasses down to the end of her nose once more, I guess she is doing that to every person. My breathing hitched. I was kind of nervous what if I don't beat Gina? I'll never hear the end of it. "9, 10,10" I sighed in relief.

They announced the rest of the scores, no one got higher than me. I wasn't really surprised, if Gina didn't beat me no one else would come close.

And just in case we couldn't figure it out for ourselves, the woman told us who placed and where.

"In first place, Katy Williams. In second place, Gina Morgan. And in third place, Casey French"

The man with no hair presented me with the tiara and flowers. As I walked back to my dressing room, I stopped to congratulate the other girls and give each of them a flower. I always do. I try to be a good sportsman... woman.

When I got to Gina's room, she scowled at me in the doorway. "Congratulations, girly" I said handing her the flower and walking out. I'm not sure if this is considered rude or not but hey, she started it!

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It was now 4:30 and my coffee with Austin wasn't till 6. I had about an hour to kill before I have to leave. My outfit had been picked out by my mother and was now laying on my bed. I didn't particularly like it. It was black knee length skirt with a white button up blouse and knee length socks. The shoes were just ugly. They were the simple high heel but they were the ones with a heel not ridiculously high nor too short.

I wanted to see the boys again. I texted Harry.

Me: Are you guys busy?

Harry: Nope chillin in the room, what's up.

Me: Bored, wanna meet by the pool?

Harry: Be there in 10

I raced out of the room, locking the door behind me. I took a seat on one of the lounging chairs. I was only waiting about 5 minutes when they came out of the elevator making a hell of a noise.

"Heya!" I said standing up to greet them. We all took a seat on the paved floor

"How was your pageant?"

"First place" I smiled.

They congratulated me, I went on to tell them Gina. I don't think this all I'll see of her buried like to think it is. They told me about how they did almost absolutely nothing all day. We talked and talked and talked. They told me about their band, One Direction, I think I've heard them before. I clicked my phone to display the time, I don't know what time I was expecting but it was 5:50. I was late.

"Shit, I'm so sorry but I have to go. I'm late, text you later" before they could reply, I ran off and used the limo as my ride.