Harry Styles is an adorable boy very known around the school due to his luscious locks and green eyes, he loves his family and friends but there's one thing he doesn't like, one thing he hates, one thing that makes him explode with rage, Zayn Malik...
I was waiting on the couch downstairs for my girlfriend, I came up with this ideia for our suit and it was really nice at least I think it's nice...
Gigi is upstairs for about 5 hours now, there's a big mess up there, there are hairdressers, makeup artists, stylists and a whole lot of people that I don't know what the hell they do...
I just can't wait anymore, I just want to go to the gala quickly so I can come back home rapidly, these events are not really my thing.
I just hope it all goes well
"Baby!" I heard Gigi's pitchy voice
"I'm here" I said getting up
"Let's go!" She said speaking to the door with hundred people behind her, some grabbing the tail of the dress, others her bag and another one's with bags and bags of makeup .
The trip to the Gala wasn't long, we were in Gigi's apartment in New York so that made it easier to get to the 5th Avenue in Manhattan.
It was 8 pm already so a lot of people we're already there taking photos in the carpet and all that stuff that I just wish to make it quick.
Though they better take some good photos, I'm sexy tonight.
Gigi was the first to leave the car she quickly met a lady that indicate her when we could enter in the carpet and the angles were the photographers were.
"C'mon Zayn" I took her hand and walked to the carpet with her, we weren't in the carpet yet and there were already flashes all over the place
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Once inside we walked calmly and then we stopped to take a photo
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We walked again towards the stairs and I whispered to her "That was a shitty photo"
"It was definitely your fault, you need to smile" she fired back
"Mine?" I said taken back "Just do as I say" I commanded and she smiled and nodded. We climbed the stairs and I stopped in the step she understood and looked at the photographs .