Just A Model // h.s

One

Bella P.O.V

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"Lucyyyyyyyyyy?" I shouted as the make-up artist sat me down in front of her massive mirror.

"what do you want now?" Lucy called back to me. Lucy is like a sister to me. We have both been models for about three years now and we are permanently together.

"Get Maya for me please!" I answered. Maya, our manager, is like a second mum to both of us. She's one of the most lovely women I have ever met and I'm so happy that we get to work with her. She's not rude or strict like most managers, she understands that we need to have freedom; we are only 18 still.

"What's up Bells?" Maya asked as she walked over to me.

"When does the catwalk begin?" I questioned her. I like to know everything about our jobs so I know how long I have to get my outfit on and run through what's going to happen. I hate being unorganised; it just causes so much unnecessary stress.

"In about two hours, it begins at 7.30 and its 5.00 now. You have to be behind the curtain and ready by 7.00 though." She answered my question, snapping me out of my negative thoughts. I nodded and thanked her before she walked off again to help the other models.

All together there is about sixteen of us. Lucy and I are always in the front; Maya says she trusts us most to open the shows. When we do photo shoots we always go first too. What can I say, we are the most experienced out of all of the models. Even though we've only been here for four years we have still had more jobs than the others, and we had to go to school still too!

When the make-up artist had finished I moved on to get my hair done and put my first outfit on. Before I knew it, it was 7.00! I looked around to see what the others were wearing and I saw Lucy walking over to me.

"Ready Bells?" She asked.

"Ready Luce." I replied. We did this before every show; it was almost like a good luck tradition. I took one last look around as the curtain opened.

"Let the show begin." I whispered to myself.

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Harry P.O.V

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I looked around the large building and saw many famous faces seated in the audience. Our management, Modest! , made us come to this stupid fashion show for publicity. Not like we need it. We're the most famous boy band in the world!

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..." The loud countdown began. As I sneakily glanced at other members of the audience I noticed that every single person apart from me had their eyes on the stage. I looked up just in time to see the first two models walk out onto the runway.

They were walking side by side, perfectly in time. On the left was a beautiful tanned girl. She had blonde hair in plaits down to her waist. She was just smaller than average height but she was just as slim as the other models. Beside her was a tall tanned girl. She had long wavy brown hair, just above her waist. She was also slim and stunning.

'If all of the girls look like this I won't mind staying' I thought to myself as the two girls posed at the end of the platform. I glanced at Niall from the corner of my eye and saw him sitting with his mouth wide open gawking at the models. I held in a chuckle as I gently nudged his arm. He jumped in his seat and turned to look at me.

"don't drool mate." I whispered to him. His cheeks flushed red as he turned back to watch the two girls walk back down the runway.

'This after party should be fun' I thought to myself as the next models revealed themselves.

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A/N - sorry this is so short, the chapters will get longer as more happens.

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~Ellie💞