The Bachelor [Niall Horan]

7

The next day was the first official rose ceremony. Instead of the high intensity drama that I was getting used to, everyone was excited.

Blair plugged in her iPod and chose a song. Suddenly, Picture Perfect by Charity Vance began playing from the speakers.

"Guys! They have stylists to do our hair if we want." Faith said, sticking her head into our room.

I shrugged at Blair and walked downstairs to see what was going on.

"Less work for me." Blair grinned and walked toward an empty chair. I grabbed the one next to her and started to spin back and forth.

"If you keep spinning like that I won't be able to make you look perfect." A familiar voice said.

"Hi!" I cried, jumping up to hug her.

"Look who's come out of her shell." The stylist laughed.

"I completely forgot to ask you what your name is the other day." I said, pulling away from the hug.

"You can call me Elle." She said with a smile.

"What are we doing today." She asked.

"Just loose curls please." I smiled back at her.

Once she finished my hair, I assured her that I could handle my own makeup. The winning argument was that she couldn't always do my makeup for filming and I didn't want to look extra good tonight.

"I like your thinking." She nodded and winked.

"Will you help me find a dress though?" I asked.

"Of course!" She said, leading me to the rack.

"Let me help!" Blair called, chasing us.

"Who is this beautiful person?" Elle asked.

"This is Blair." I said, wrapping my arms around Blair in a hug.

"Hi Blair!" Elle laughed.

We reached the racks of dresses and all began fllipping through them.

"I don't want anything too flashy." I told them.

"Yeah, because the point is for him to not remember you." Cameron mocked, grabbing a fitted, lacy dress.

"Wow." Elle said, watching her walk away.

"Yeah, she's really going for Miss Congeniality." I said in a serious tone, making the two of them laugh.

Two hours later, I was standing at the buffet trying to decide if I wanted pasta or chicken.

We chose a navy strapless dress that looked good on my body, but wasn't too flashy, and I wore the same heels from the first night.

Heels aren't really my forte and we decided to not push it.

"I don't know." I heard Niall say and I was pulled from my internal struggle.

"What?" I asked, turning to look at him.

The cameras were going to start filming after dinner, so we were all just eating and trying to pretend that there wasn't a rose ceremony tonight.

"I can't decide if I like you better with eyeblack all over your face." He said, leaning forward.

"Oh shutup Horan." I laughed and elbowed him before going for the pasta.

"So are you nervous?" He asked.

"About what?" I asked.

"The rose ceremony." He laughed.

"Ohhhhh. Nope." I smiled and grabbed some salad.