"Ready?" I looked into the mirror and saw Kristen, my manager, standing in the door way holding a clipboard. I looked at myself once more. It is October 28, first time I did a tamasha in three months.
"Ready," I repeated. I grabbed a mic and went to the elevator that goes onto the stage.
"Let's do this," I alisema as he pressed the button to go up. "Are ya'll ready tonight?!" I screamed into the mic, "I remember, how we where. wewe where miiiiine and I was yours! But that has come to an end. Yaay yay yaaay!" As I sang there was screaming and this and that. I sang about three songs, then I sang a song that I made about Louis, (Pretend she made it!)
"Alright this is a song I made," Someone brought me out a kinyesi and I sat down on it, "I can hear the truck tires coming up the gravel road. And it's him to drive that slow, nothing on the radio..." I sang the rest of the song. When I was done I walked off the stage to change my outfit, link
As I walked onto stage everybody started screaming. "So I guess everybody knows why, I'm dressed like this?" I asked into the mic and everybody scram again, louder.
"Alright, to go with Halloween, and my outfit, I am going to sing one of my inayopendelewa Halloween songs..." There was a pause, "Thriller.." I rumbled as the lights went off. I started the song, "It's close to mid-night..."
"That was amazing!" Kristen hugged my.
"Thanks," I alisema a little out of breath, "This dress is so hot..." I walked into My dressing-room and changed clothes, link
"Where are wewe going?" Daniel, my upigaji picha asked.
"Me, Kristen, and Rebecca are going out for shots!" I bragged, "While wewe work," I tapped his noise. Daniel is 23, around my age, 21. He is a little cutie with Justin Bieber hair and tan skin.
"Have fun," e whispered.
"I will," I skipped down the marble floored hall.
"Let's go!" I alisema grabbing a Smart-water water bottle.
"Alright on second," Kristen walked out the room. Rebecca, Kristen's younger sister, was sitting on a black leather couch.
"So, are wewe and Daniel dating?" She asked.
Shock flew all over my body, "Dating? No! He is just a friend," I assured her.
"A friend that wewe like, like like?" She asked.
"I do like him, but no zaidi then a friend."
"Okaay.." Kristen walked back in.
"So what did I miss?"
"I'm going to get a shot!" I yelled over the loud muziki in Bamba's Bar
. As I walked over to the bar I saw very familiar curls. The person turned there head and I saw Harry. What the hell is he doing here? Wait... If he's here, then Louis might be too. Pretend wewe didn't see him! Pretend wewe didn't see him!
"Beer," I said. He handed me a bottle of bia and I took a swig. I keep looking at Harry. Why is he here? I was trying o push it out of my mind but couldn't I started for the bathroom, when someone bumped into me and made my bag fall.
"Sorry," I looked up. "Alicia?" He asked smiling. It was Zayn, well it could have been worst, it could of been Louis.
"Yeah, It's me." I alisema picking up my bag.
"Wow, wewe look, wow." I don't know why but I blushed. No, I can't. Do I like
Zayn? I grabbed his hand and walked into the bathroom hall.
"Who is all here?" I asked.
"Uh," He looked at the whit ukuta that looks tan from all the filth, "Everybody." He shrugged.
"Okay, well pretend that wewe never saw me!" I demanded.
"I don't wanna," He argued.
"Zayn, please? I don't want Louis to know I'm here..." He looked at something behind me and pointed, "That's gonna be hard." I turned around and saw Louis sitting on the floor with his back against the wall. He was texting on his phone. I felt my phone vibrate. I hide behind Zayn.
"Wear these," He handed my some big Gucci sunglasses. I put them on, "Thanks" I whispered, "I really miss you, please call me back." I whispered the text. "Zayn?" I heard that sweet loving voice. Louis. "Go," I whispered to Zayn. He turned around, "Louis!" He faked a smile, "W-what's up?" He studdered. I grabbed his arm and tried to hide my face.
"Oh nothing," He slid his blackberry in his jeans, "I just couldn't tell if that was you!" He looked over at me, "Who's that?" Zayn squeezed my hand tighter. His hand were warm and sweaty, but strong and comforting. I no, I think I am!
"A old friend, Al-ice" I studdered, "Yeah, Alice!" He alisema proudly.
"Oh well, the guys are doing karaoke, if wewe wanna go," He said.
"Okay, wanna go?" How dare he ask me that.
"Sure," I whispered through my teeth. We walked over to the guys.
"Zayn," I whispered. He looked over at me.
"Will leave in a minute, after wewe sing a song." He gave me a mic. I shook my head.
"Yeah come on!" Taylor shouted, "Sing! You'll be great, Alice!"
"Yeah," They all agreed.
"If wewe sing with me?" I whispered to Zayn.