She | A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Chapter 40

Saturday Night Live. Every actor or musician's one goal to make it on. The one show that can show if you can have a good time. I was honored to be a part of it. I was excited when they told me Harry was the guest singer. I was honored to be a part of making the skits and practicing them. I just wish I didn't have one too many drinks last night.

Although going to the bar with Harry, Taylor, and his band was fun, the paparazzi pictures turned out great, and we all had a great time, the hangover made me regret it. I didn't remember much from the night after Harry and I danced to his song, but I knew I had fun. Waking up early this morning to go to the Dior shoot was hard, but the process was easy. They had coffee and food ready for me.

They dressed me up as a goddess for the commercial and shoot. We were in a large Olympus-looking room. The floor, walls, and pillars looked like they were made out of gold. My dress was white, fabric only covering my front and back. My legs and arms were exposed. The dress had a low v-cut neckline, and my hair was wetly curled. I was littered with pearls and gold jewelry that wrapped around me like vines. My eyes were sculpted to be narrowed and accentuated with white to make me look like a goddess. I loved the commercial and the shoot.

As I walked into the commercial, it looked like I had golden glitter falling from my body. My hands were covered in glitter as I picked up the perfume that some creature handed me. The bottle was an elegant crystal and showed the golden liquid. When I sprayed it, the spray transitioned into glitter that rained over the city. In the end, I had the pleasure of pronouncing it in French. It was one of my favorite shoots to do, but Harry and I almost missed our flight to New York.

Now Harry and I were standing in SNL's studio, going over the production one last time before we went live tonight. I was so excited about the skits they wrote, but I was most excited about my monologue. Although I was tired, SNL was one of my dreams. I couldn't believe that this would be the last thing to take off my career of the year. My life had changed so much in the last six months, and I was falling more in love with Harry. I never imagined I'd be dating anyone during the first year of my acting career.

Unfortunately, Harry and I didn't have much time to spend with each other before shooting. He had to rehearse his songs and I had to get ready for the evening. The producers also had to do last-minute promo shots of both of us. I was excited to wear the dress Harry and I bought for SNL. It was a black mesh sparkly mini dress. The long sleeves were ruched throughout the fabric and the neckline was gorgeous. It fits me perfectly. They kept my hair wavy for the night and gave me dramatic, but beautiful makeup.

The only time Harry and I did see each other before the show was for the producers to get one last picture of us. Harry was also wearing a black sparkly suit to match my dress. They had us stand by a white backsplash and pose with each other. In one of the pictures, he crossed his arms and lowered himself so I could comfortably rest my elbow on his shoulder. After that, it was time for my monologue. Harry was very supportive and rubbed my shoulders as the show was beginning.

"You're going to do great." He assured me.

"You too," I said, looking over at him. He smiled at me, instantly calming me.

"You're on SNL, baby." He encouraged me with a proud grin. "And to think you were nervous about Ellen in October. Look how far you've come." 

"Only because of you--"

"No, because of you." He quickly corrected. He planted a kiss on my lips, holding my cheeks gently. "I love you... I'll see you during the commercials."

"I love you too." He walked away, rubbing my shoulder one last time before I turned to the curtain.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please put your hands together for Everly Pierce!" The announcer said. The door opened and I was quickly overwhelmed with the applause and bright lights. I smiled as I moved to the designated marker like I had practiced a few hours before. The crowd died down a little.