More Than Words

I woke up feeling a kiss slightly being planted on my cheek softly, “Good morning pretty lady.” I opened my eyes as I noticed it was Zayn’s. I smiled at him as I pulled myself up and whipped my hair to the right and replied: “ Good morning ...mmm” I gave a tiny moan as I grinned at him and I saw a big smile getting drawn on his face. “Its 8:30 love, come on let us start dressing up.” He said as I took the covers off of me and stood up.

“Right! I forgot! I will now.” I said as I proceeded directly out the door with him to see a bunch of makeup artists and a crew of dressers with a lot of male and female option of clothing invading the suite. I was amazed by the scene and I saw the boys getting their clothes options from the hangers in front of them and a hand pulled me off to the makeup artist and another pulled my hair flat as it started brushing and combing it. “Morning Buddy!” Ginger snapped as I noticed her on the hair beside me. “Good morning cupcake.” I replied to her as I was still astonished by the makeup and the crèmes applying on my face and my hair was taking care of instantly.

“Pink shorts for Miss Ginger and a Dior White Shirt with a pink scarf.” The stylist announced to his crew as he assorted Ginger’s outfit. “The dark blue Chanel dress and the Armani mini leather jacket for Miss Violet.” The designer announced as I was shocked he knew me without even telling him my name. This world as a new door for me and Ginger, a lot of excitement and I felt my stomach crumble at the thought of it. “Pumps or boots My Misses?” the stylist asked us both, as we thought quickly.”Boots for me!” Ginger yelled as she got the choice made. “I think I will stick to pumps thank you.” We replied as the stylist grabbed a white ankle boots and a black high pump too.

The boys dressed up and were ready to head out and so where we as we saw them freeze and their jaws drop seeing us how we looked like as a final presentation, we looked down shyly as we blushed to the extreme. “Now that we finished being dazzled by you too, let’s move to the limo.” Harry said and gave us a cheeky smile that is his trade mark for being the most adorable thing to glance at. Zayn came up to me and took my hand and whispered in my ear: “You took my breath my away, not like it you didn’t the first time; He-he.” He said as he planted a gentle kiss on my blushing cheek. We walked out of the hotel as the army of paparazzi and fans ran to us like we were a drug and they were addicted, the Guards protected us and didn’t allow anyone to come near as we went into the limo and off with our way to the Press Conference.

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