Imagines

Louise’s POV

“Sienna, how many more minutes until we go on?” I asked. Sienna looked at her golden watch, then back up at me.

“Twenty minutes. Why? Are you nervous?” She joked.

I felt a slight blush come on. “You know I’m shy.” I laughed to myself. Of course, I was nervous. Why wouldn’t I be? I mean, being nervous is just one of the traits that you acquire when you’re shy. Everybody is nervous at one point of their lives.

My legs walked me over to a seat close to the stage entrance. It was a brown, metal chair that when I sat down it hurt my bottom. My dress must have ridden up. I knew I should have listened to Allegra when she told me to where stockings up under this. It would have saved me a lot more trouble than having to worry if it’s going to do that when I’m out on stage.

Demecia came over and sat by me. Some people don’t like our group because we have a black girl, but she’s not that bad. She’s actually pretty sweet and has the cutest dimple. But I think people hate her because she’s beautiful. She is dating Zayn Malik from One Direction. They’ve been dating for three months and they’re the cutest. He’s part of the reason why we’re here.

“What’s the matter, Louise?” Demecia asked.

“Oh, nothing. Just the nerves getting to me. That’s all.” I answered. It was the truth. I’ve been nervous all day because of this interview. I don’t know how the other girls are doing this without being nervous. How could they talk in front of millions of people who adore us?

“It’ll be alright. They’ll love you. Everybody does.” Demecia smiled at me and gave me a hug. She always was a comforter. Comforting people when they most needed was one of her strengths.

“Thanks, love. I really needed it.” I said, hugging her back. She pulled back and crossed both of her legs together.

The air feels kind of awkward because it’s getting closer and closer to interview time and I’m just trying to get out of my awkward stage around new people. I might have done a lot of interviews, but nothing was like this one. This was the iHeartRadio’s television talk show. It would have been easier if it was on the radio. My nerves wouldn’t be this high and I could probably actually breathe normally.

“Girls, are you ready?” A backstage person asked. I looked up and realized everybody was sitting around me.

I nodded and so did the other girls. He smiled and walked off, probably to tell them that we’re ready. I got up to my feet and looked at my girls, my sisters. They’ve stood by my side for everything. I smiled and prepared myself for the prep speech I always give them, no matter what we do.

“Girls, we are going to go out there and rock this interview. Remember what we were always taught. Don’t answer questions we don’t feel comfortable answering. And girls remember to stay true to yourself. Don’t change anything just to impress people. We have gotten this far without having to be fake and change, so why change now? Wildcats, are you ready?” I finished.

Wildcats, our group name, were created when we first got together, when we decided it was best to create this group. It showed our fierceness and our dedication, most of all, it showed our personalities.

They stood up and gathered around me, placing their arms on each other’s shoulders, so that we were linked together. This was how it was before every concert, interview, and any other things you can think of.

“Wildcats on three! One! Two! Three!” Allegra yelled.

“Wildcats!” We chanted. It all went together and perfect timing too because we were told to go on. We all walked, side by side, towards the curtains behind the stage. The anxiety built up as we were standing waiting for our name to be called on.

“You hear them on our radio all the time. They are in competition to be the best band to ever walk this Earth with One Direction. Give it up for Allegra, Tylor, Demecia, Sienna, and Louise, the Wildcats!” The talk show host announced.

The crowd went crazy for us. I mean it erupted as soon as he said our name. We walked out on stage with poise, passion and a reason to be happy. One by one we gave the talk show host a hug, me being last.

“How are you girls?” Her name is Sierra Slaven.

“Good.” I gushed, laughing and smiling at the same time.

The crowd screamed after I talked. It felt good to be loved by many fans, even though some of them weren’t so charming behind closed doors.

“Let’s cut the chitchat and start with the interview. First question: How does it feel to be a mixed girl group that is famous and taking over the world?” Sierra asked.

Demecia was the first to speak. “It feels good to know that some people look past the color of your skin and actually listen to you sing. I would pretty much say it’s been an easy ride for us. I’m actually pretty happy that we’re making it. It could have went another way.”

“What a beautiful answer, darling!” Sierra said. “Is there anybody else who would like to answer?”

Allegra spoke up next. “It’s wonderful being loved by many. I love the fans and they’re so wonderful. I love how each of us come from a different background and ethnicity. I’m Mexican, Tylor is American, Demecia is African-American, Louise is British and Sienna is German. And to have people love each and every individual in our group is good.”

The audience got riled up again, making us smile and laugh. They were fist pumping and screaming all of our names. We have the best fans ever.

“Next question is for Demecia. How does it feel to be in competition with your boyfriend? Is it nice?” Sierra asked.

Demecia smiled and said, “I love being in competition with my boyfriend. It creates more of a bond between us and makes us closer, not only as a couple, but as soul mates. It’s even better because we both are competitive and make it more fun to be around him. I love you, Zayn!”

The crowd awed. It was cute and true. There was a competition between both of the bands, and Zayn and Demecia just added the extra base to it.

“Demecia and Zayn sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.” I sang out. It’s pretty immature, but it’s funny at the same time. She blushed and turned her head away from me.

“Louise, what’s going on with you and Niall?” Sierra asked. I knew this question was going to come up, but I didn’t expect it to come so fast. Niall and I were just friends who flirted with each other. It wasn’t a secret that we both had the feelings for each other.

“We’re friends at the moment, sadly.” I said.

“Well, we have a surprise for you,” Sierra said.

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