Let No One In (A Niall Horan Love Story)

Chapter Twenty: Rescue Me

Chapter Twenty:  Rescue Me 

Sam's P.O.V

        I was being shook. 
        'Sam." Niall said. I smiled as he kissed my forehead and continued to try to wake me up. 
        "Sammy, you need to wake up, you have the fashion show today." He laughed. I looked at my phone, seeing that it was 12. I slept through the morning. I was so tired last night, must've actually slept well. I got out of bed and ran into the shower. I combed through my hair, shaved, and eventually stepped out. I was told not to bother with make up or doing my hair. I blow dried my hair, so I didn't look to animal like and changed into jeans. The boys and girls were even coming. After that storm the other day, the girls were finally able to come back. They had to leave again in a month though. They couldn't spend all their time here, they have jobs, school, and family. Isabella only lived about 10 minutes from here, so she was the exception. Everyone met in the living room at 12:45. We got into the car and I was terrified. I can't believe I was going to be in the middle of a runway, cameras flashing and people wanting to actually have pictures of me. Niall must have noticed how scared I was because he intertwined our fingers and kissed my hand. I smiled at how cute he could be. I watched as we pulled up to the hotel the fashion show was. Niall got out and held his hand out. I grabbed it and stepped down and onto the ground. I smiled as people took our picture and Niall had his arm around my waist. 
        "You're going to be wonderful, Sam." Perrie said. We all walked inside. They were allowed to stay with me until ten minutes before the show.
        "Samantha Green." I smiled to the man at the desk. He gave me instructions and told me where Eric would be. We all got into an elevator and went to the seventh floor. 
        "Ah, Sammy!" Eric said, hugging me. I loved Eric, he was so sweet and was like a father to me. Niall stayed next to me the whole time, quiet and just looking as everyone walked around. One of the models walked up to Harry.
        "Hi, I'm Gabrielle." She said. He hung onto is shoulder and twirled her hair. Harry took her hand off his shoulder and shook it. 
        "Harry." He smiled.
        "You here alone." She smiled and ran her hand up his chest. 
        "No, I'm with my girlfriend." He said, snaking his arm around Isabella's waist. She smiled and looked at Gabrielle, who just rolled her heavily made up eyes and walked away. We all laughed as she was an adult getting pout-y over a guy. I was led to a chair. The stylist, Alexandra, put my hair into a really nice bun, with curls falling down from it, and flowers scattered in it too. I smiled as she put on my makeup. She did the normal eyeliner, mascara, foundation, blush, eye shadow and pink lipstick. Finally, they handed me a dress. It was pink and hit the ground. The back was completely cut out and had it had flowers on a belt that ran across my waist. I walked out of the dressing room and Niall choked on the water he was drinking. I laughed and he just stared at me. He handed Louis his phone and requested a picture.
        "Want it autographed?" I asked. He laughed and put his arm around my waist as we smiled. He quickely grabbed his phone and posted it on Twitter.
        "@NiallOfficial: Can't believe she's wasting her time with me. x" 

        I laughed and retweeted it. 
        "Samantha, you're on in ten." One of the assistants said to me. 
        "Thank you." I smiled. I said good bye to everyone as they wished me good luck. I kissed Niall and smiled when we broke the kiss.
        "I love you." He said.
        "I love you too." I smiled as he walked out. 

        I listened as they introduced the fashion show. I was standing in line with a bunch of other girls. They were wearing all types of dresses. I thought of all the things that could go wrong, like a stupid pose or me tripping over my heels. I was standing about 15 girls from the front of the line. I watched as people clapped and the flashes of cameras went off. I was only two girls from the front now. I looked at my phone that fit in the waist band of my dress and Niall had texted me good luck. I slid my phone back into my waistband and realized I was being told to go onto the runway. I smiled and walked out. I stretched my legs to make them look longer and didn't even trip as I walked down. I got to the end and was blinded by flashes. I could see Niall and the rest of my friends taking pictures of their own. Suddenly, the lights went off.