Vogue.

Sixty Nine.

Celine

Today was the big day. Gowns were being fitted, hair touched up, and make up finished.

"This stuff will make you freaking sparkle up there." Rylee promised, watching one of the apprentices rub the oil onto my legs.

"I hope so." I breathed. "We have to look perfect up there. This is one of the biggest days of our career."

Today is the BRIT Awards and we were nominated for 3, Outstanding Contribution To Music- which we were told ahead of time we won -Breakthrough Artist, and International Group.

I looked over to the corner of the room where Naomi was going over the small acceptance speech. She glanced at me, pointing to the card.

After she thanked everyone I was supposed to explain what this award meant to us and our success, but I figured I'd wing most of it, and let it come from the heart.

"Ladies? Cars are leaving in ten." We heard Ruth's voice.

"Thanks boss." Aspen walked in after her, her dress sparkling. We were all wearing floor length, long sleeve gowns. Mine was cream and white lace, while the girls sported black floral and lace.

Since our last tour ended, we decided we wanted new management, but didn't want to go through the hassle of finding someone new, especially when we had someone perfect for the job with us, so Ruth took Matty's job, and Matty will take her old job advising us, after taking a few classes.

"You girls look amazing." Ruth smiled.

And who better to manage a girl band than another girl?

Our cars to the arena were separate, so in between lipstick tweaks, I checked in with Harry, who was here in London visiting his mum. I had convinced him he didn't have to be here with me, even though he wanted to.

He hadn't picked up, and we were pulling out front, so I guess he'd just see me on TV.

As the security opened my van door, the hair apprentice hopped out first, then I was assisted out.

I thanked them, and turned as my hand was given to someone else.

"Um-"

"Ready?"

"Harry!" I gawked. "You should be with your mother!" I scolded, but still leaned forward to kiss him. The apprentice snuck in, touching up my lips one last time, before slowly making her way behind us.

"Turns out my mum would rather see you win three BRITs in person." He spoke, closely to my ear.

"I love you." I shook my head, keeping a smile on my face. The girls were right ahead of me, already taking some solo pictures.

"I love you more, now go shine." He kissed my forehead and shooed me away. As soon as me and the girls grouped up together I felt the weight of our entire career hanging over us. Photographers shouted poses, and questions at us, but I just kept my hands locked with my girl's.

"Let's go win some awards." I breathed through my grin.

The ceremony was totally elegant. I couldn't bring myself to eat anything, but finished my drink before the International Group of the year was announced.

"The International Group of the year..." The actress read, as Aspen squeezed the life out of my hand. "Is Vogue!"

The four of us stood and I felt like I could throw up. Arms were thrown around me and I didn't know whose were whose, until feeling a tug to my hand, spinning me away from the stage.

"You deserve it, my love." Harry kissed my watering eyes and let me make my way to the stage.

Rylee handled thanking everyone then we were kept backstage until we needed to accept the Outstanding Contribution award.

Harry and his mom stood, applauding once we came out. Naomi thanked our new management, our family, crew, and our fans.

"This award..." I cleared my throat, taking her place. "Is an immense honor." I sucked in a breath hoping that winging it wasn't a bad decision. "Before coming into this band, us four women had different visions, but they all had one thing in common..." I smiled. "We wanted to make an impact on young people everywhere- women in particular, they are the future and they should believe in themselves as much as we do." I held up our award. "We just wanted to say... You are worthy. You are beautiful. You are brave. You are enough."

The arena roared, sending vibrations through me, and by the look on the girl's faces, I think they felt it too.

We didn't win Breakthrough Artist, but I really don't think any of us cared. I felt high, butterflies swarmed my stomach the rest of the night.

"Tonight was pivotal to your careers." Ruth spoke, shaking her head. "I don't have words to explain how proud I am, but I think this is the only recognition you need." She chuckled, lifting our two awards.

"So who gets to take these ones home?" Naomi asked.

"I don't have one yet." Rylee shrugged.

"Then you should take the Outstanding one, it's only fair, you're the only real Brit here." I sent her a wink. "I'll take the International Band, since you guys have the AMA and VMA." I nodded.

"Sounds fair." Aspen nodded.

"Well I need to find my soon- to- be mother in law." I sighed, bending down to pull my heels back on.

Harry and Anne were still near their seats, speaking to one of Harry's band mates.

"Liam, you remember Celine, the one with the incredible speech... And my beautiful fiancé." Harry took my hand, pressing a kiss to it

"Of course, congratulations Celine. I'm glad I could see you again before the wedding." He chuckled, patting Harry's shoulder.

"Hopefully we'll see you again for perhaps a bachelor's party?" I suggested, moving passed Harry to Anne.

"Congratulations love, you were so tasteful up there." She squeezed me.

"Thank you so much, I was so nervous, everything was off the top of my head."

-

Today we were at Wrenbury Hall in Cheshire, looking at the venue. The wedding was coming fast and we had so much more planning to do.

Sad to say, I hadn't been part of much of the planning so far. Liana, Gemma, and Anne had done so much for me.

"They have loads of aisle options." Gemma said. "You can do it under the trees, in front of the Estate, or in the actual Hall."

"The trees will be blooming in time for the wedding." Harry raised his eyebrows, looking down at me.

I sighed looking up at the large Country house.

"No." I bit my lip.

"No trees." Gemma nodded.

"No." I furrowed my eyebrows. "No trees. No Hall. No Estate." I looked around me. "I don't want any of this." I shrugged.

"Celine..." Harry spoke, looking between me and Gemma.

"I'm sorry. I don't want any of this."

"Love, please." He lowered his voice. "I know this was sudden, and we're still young but I love you-"

"Harry no!" I interrupted him. "I love you, I still want to marry you." I reassured, chuckling after a moment. "I do." I lifted my hands to his face. "I just don't want this."