until the end; narry

Chapter 42

i was still angry with Harry. i know he was still angry with me. because he was caught up by the paparazzi. he said he had that face because he had his 'heart shattered by an ungrateful twit'. now everyone is wandering who and is attacking Dani since that's the first girl everyone knows every boy trys to get with. everyone starred at us as we walked into work together. i walk her to her dressing room. " Come with mee." she whined. " I have work to."

" so. stay with me."

" no." i chuckled. " i love it." we turned. " You. love what." Danielle asked. " Can you stand here with her?" the photographer asked me. i awkwardly stood with her as he pushed us together. 2 girls instantly kind of sprung from nowhere and applied this stuff on my face that was my skin color, they did the same with her. some girl fixed my hair and took my jacket away. um. one person cut on the circular gigantic wide fan that blew my shirt up. i gasped as Dani stood by her dressing room door away from me. i tried pulling it down but the wind had to much force. i let my arms up as my hair  blew. i looked at the photographer. he smiled. " Right there. stay still for a sec." he fixed his lenses and snapped. the light from above hurt my eyes so i squinted. " Perfect." he said walking away. " Dani, go." Dani nodded as i got off the black platform. i didn't notice she changed clothes. i walked out of the room with my jacket.

" Ah ah ah. i still need you. come." i did so. " I need your sizes." i nodded confused. " hold on. Danielle come." she did so. " get the contract and Mr. Styles." my heart stopped as my breath got caught in my throat. Harry?! what does he need Harry for!? okay im never bringing Dani here again. we'll just stop at the door and she'll walk in. i cant fave him. better yet he can't face me!? im so nervous. im a fucking mess! ugh! what did i get myself into. what did you do Niall. you fucked up again!  Dani ran down the hall as someone asked me my size in everything. i told them and they lead me to a room that was similar to Dani's. " We'll redecorate it this evening when lock up time comes. but this is your dressing room and you'll need it." she walked away. her name was Alisha. i looked confused. I wanted to ask the photographer some questions. i headed to him when Dani and Harry walked in. " Mr. Styles. i need you today for questions. Mr. Niall." was all i heard. next thing i knew, Harry was talking and i was on the platform shirtless covering my lower abdomen. what if they see them? i cant let them see?. Harry crossed his arms and looked at me. the fan started blowing. shit!. i kept my hand on my lower torso. Harry kind of bit his lip. there goes the snap of the camera as i turned my back to him looking down. " Okay that's good. we'll finish this tomorrow." he said after 48 more snaps of pictures. yes i really counted that's why he kept thinking i was biting my lip. i pulled on my shirt quickly. " hey. um. why did you keep your hand there?" Dani poked my torso. i bit my lip in pain grunting. she looked at me and lifted me shirt harshly. her face was shocked more then ever.

" Niall how could you?" she said shakily starring. i pushed away and ran out the room and into mine. my heart beat fast as i heard footsteps. i ran out the building with tears in my eyes. i pulled on my jacket and zipped it up. i felt a yank on my shoulder before i opened the car door. " How could you just cit yourself like that!?-"

" sh!! dont tell Harry."

" Niall-"

" DONT TELL HIM!" i snapped suddenly. " fine. i-i wont tell Harry-"

" lets not speak of this ever again-"

" But Niall your cutting-"

" ever Danielle." tears fell down her face. " O-okay." she cried. i got in the car and hit my head on the center of the wheel after she walked away.

" Damn damn damn!!!" i yelled.

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