e v e r y t i m e (hs)

BELIEVE

Author's Note: I promised and I delivered. By the way, I'm in finals week so don't expect anything from me at least a week. Anyways, I always enjoy your feedback and comments. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Yes, it takes place on Met Gala night! Love, M.

"And I am done" Rosé said, finishing doing touches on my eyes.

She moved to the side, allowing me to see myself in the mirror. I walked closer to the mirror, examining my makeup. The purple eyeshadow and green eyeliner brought out my green eyes. I smiled, becoming excited. I turned around to Rosé.

"I feel like tearing up but I can't because I don't want to ruin it" I told her.

"Aww" Rosé said. "Here let me take a pic of you"

"No. Not yet" I said. "I want to wear the dress when you do. Let me go check on Ali"

I sprinted out of the room and went into the bathroom where Camilla was doing Ali's hair.

"How do I look?" I asked them, pointing to my eyes.

"It looks cute" Ali said. "You look like a peacock though"

"That's the point" I said.

"I think it looks nice" Camilla said.

"Thanks C" I said to her. "Is Ali almost done?"

"Just pinning her hair up and have to spray it" She said.

"Then we both get to put on our dresses!" I said, squealing a bit. "Ugh I'm nervous and excited"

"I'm more nervous" Ali said.

"Don't be" I said. "You get to party. I have to deal with everything else"

"And everyone" Camilla added.

"That's the worst part" I said to her. "I have to stand and greet everyone for two hours and then there is the actual dinner. Ugh, at least I have Gaga and Harry to lean on"

"Mhmm" Ali said, rolling her eyes at me.

She was still fed up over Harry and I. And I have become fed up with her attitude.

"You know, if you are going to have that attitude all night then you shouldn't come" I said to Ali. "I can go alone or take Sophia instead"

Ali sat up in the chair. Camilla stopped pinning Ali's hair, not being finished with it though.

"My attitude?" Ali asked me. "What attitude do I have?"

"You know what I'm talking about" I told her. "Everytime I bring up Harry, you roll your eyes or insult him" I said. "I get that you don't like him, but he's my friend. And he's my co-host. So lose the attitude, at least for tonight"

I walked out of the bathroom. Ali followed me.

"Why do you think I don't like him?" Ali asked me. "Because he's the one who left you to be on that damn yacht with Kendall"

"I told you that was in the past" I said to her. "It's been three years"

"Exactly!" Ali said. "Ever since then, it's been three years they have been on and off. You heard the news of them. Harry goes to her parties. She goes to his concerts. They will always hook up whenever they get the chance to. You said so yourself, that you hate when Harry hangs out with her-"

"Him and I are friends!" I yelled at her. "We're friends. Whoever Harry decides to spend his time, I accept because I'm his friend. I couldn't give less than a fuck if Harry is dating her. I used to but not now. Not ever"