Gotta be you
Chapter Thirty-Three
Tonight is the big night! Tonight is the night we find out who wins the Best British Single! Tonight is the night of the BRIT Awards! I couldn't be more thrilled! I couldn't believe that I was actually getting to go to such a prestegious awards show!
The only thing that wasn't fabulous had been the last few days with Liam. I thought things would be all better after we made up, but we keep getting in petty little fights. It hasn't been anything serious and we are still together but we argue all the time. It is always over stupid stuff too. I think we are just a little on edge about me leaving, but it is becoming rather annoying. I don't know what is going to happen.
Anyways, Melissa took all of us with her to see her hair stylist and we got our hair done. Melissa got her makeup done too, but the rest of us prefer to do our own. After that, we drove back to Niall's and my apartment to finish getting ready. We hurried up the stairs and I let us in. When we walked in, we went straight into my room to begin prepping. We didn't have to worry about the guys because they were getting fitted for their outfits.
After quite a while of goofing off with a little bit of getting ready, we were done! We slipped into our dresses and strapped our shoes on (Shay and Melissa: http://www.polyvore.com/brits_shay_mel/set?id=51917249) (Rose and Brooke: http://www.polyvore.com/brits_rose_brooke/set?id=51917905). The boys were performing and had sound check before everything started, so they had arranged for a limo to pick us up.
It didn't take long for it too arrive. We all piled in, not acting extremely lady-like, but we didn't have to impress anyone just yet. The limo took off and we were on our way to pick the boys up!
The limo entered through some gates and stopped at a backstage entrance. As if on cue, five dashing lads emerged from the building. They quickly jumped in and sat next to their dates. We were all greeted with kisses, except for the strangely dateless Harry Styles. Liam kissed my lips gently.
Liam: You look absolutely stunning tonight!
Me: You look pretty spiffy yourself!
I tugged on his waistcoat a bit and smiled. Compliments were rampant all along the limo. Everyone was so sweet and truly looked amazing.
Harry talked to Lou for a bit until he was blown off for Brooke. I tried to keep from smiling as he gazed out the window.
Me: Picking up another random hooker?
Harry: Nope. I already have a date.
Me: Well where is she?
Harry: We are going to get her.
I rolled my eyes and ignored him, returning my focus to Liam, Rose, and Niall. We all talked and laughed. Liam seemed fairly chilled out considering his behavior the past week and all the stress of the awards. He must not be thinking about anything that is coming up.
Soon we stopped and Ashley returned to the limo. She was all over Harry...again and her outfit was as slutty as ever (http://www.polyvore.com/ashley/set?id=42092914). It didn't take very long to get from her place to the fancy restaurant we were eating at.
Dinner was fabulous, but I believe we angered the wait staff and everyone dining around us. Niall used his announcer voice the whole time. Louis pretended to be deaf and Harry had to translate for him, which became pretty amusing. We all had raced to see how many laps around the table we could make before they brought us another drink. All of that was not even half of what this poor restaurant had to deal with.
We got back into the limo and returned to the BRITs venue. We got out 2 by 2, stopping frequently for pictures and questions. It was still slightly nerve-wracking, but it wasn't as bad as my first time. After walking quite some distance nearly blinded by all of the camera flashes, we waved to the reporters and entered the building. Only then did I realize that I was still gripping Liam's hand rather tighly and I loosened my grip. I laughed nervously.
Me: Sorry
He chuckled a bit before responding.
Liam: It's fine, Shay. Just relax.
I took a deep breath and nodded. We found our assigned table and sat according to our place cards. There was a bit of time to chat before the ceremony began.
~~~Later~~~
Several awards have been given out and it is now time for Best British Single.
Liam grabbed my hand.
I giggled quietly and whispered to Liam.
Me: Who's nervous now?
He smiled and tightened his grip. Everyone cheered for their favorite and our table was causing quite a ruckus when What Makes You Beautiful was mentioned. His grip tightened.
Announcer: And the winner of the Best British Single is...
We all held our breath and I'm pretty sure ten wishes were made simultaneously as he paused.
Announcer: One Direction! What Makes You Beautiful!!
We all jumped up and screamed! Liam hugged me quickly before leading the rest of the boys up on stage. Louis spun Brooke around, Niall hugged Rose tightly, Zayn kissed Melissa on the cheek, and Harry fell on the ground in shock. Louis yanked him up and Harry planted a kiss on Ashley's lips before they followed the others to the stage. I've never seen the boys this happy before. All of their faces were glowing. They were speechless at first, but then, as always, found more than enough words to say. What a way to wrap up my time here in London!
The only thing that wasn't fabulous had been the last few days with Liam. I thought things would be all better after we made up, but we keep getting in petty little fights. It hasn't been anything serious and we are still together but we argue all the time. It is always over stupid stuff too. I think we are just a little on edge about me leaving, but it is becoming rather annoying. I don't know what is going to happen.
Anyways, Melissa took all of us with her to see her hair stylist and we got our hair done. Melissa got her makeup done too, but the rest of us prefer to do our own. After that, we drove back to Niall's and my apartment to finish getting ready. We hurried up the stairs and I let us in. When we walked in, we went straight into my room to begin prepping. We didn't have to worry about the guys because they were getting fitted for their outfits.
After quite a while of goofing off with a little bit of getting ready, we were done! We slipped into our dresses and strapped our shoes on (Shay and Melissa: http://www.polyvore.com/brits_shay_mel/set?id=51917249) (Rose and Brooke: http://www.polyvore.com/brits_rose_brooke/set?id=51917905). The boys were performing and had sound check before everything started, so they had arranged for a limo to pick us up.
It didn't take long for it too arrive. We all piled in, not acting extremely lady-like, but we didn't have to impress anyone just yet. The limo took off and we were on our way to pick the boys up!
The limo entered through some gates and stopped at a backstage entrance. As if on cue, five dashing lads emerged from the building. They quickly jumped in and sat next to their dates. We were all greeted with kisses, except for the strangely dateless Harry Styles. Liam kissed my lips gently.
Liam: You look absolutely stunning tonight!
Me: You look pretty spiffy yourself!
I tugged on his waistcoat a bit and smiled. Compliments were rampant all along the limo. Everyone was so sweet and truly looked amazing.
Harry talked to Lou for a bit until he was blown off for Brooke. I tried to keep from smiling as he gazed out the window.
Me: Picking up another random hooker?
Harry: Nope. I already have a date.
Me: Well where is she?
Harry: We are going to get her.
I rolled my eyes and ignored him, returning my focus to Liam, Rose, and Niall. We all talked and laughed. Liam seemed fairly chilled out considering his behavior the past week and all the stress of the awards. He must not be thinking about anything that is coming up.
Soon we stopped and Ashley returned to the limo. She was all over Harry...again and her outfit was as slutty as ever (http://www.polyvore.com/ashley/set?id=42092914). It didn't take very long to get from her place to the fancy restaurant we were eating at.
Dinner was fabulous, but I believe we angered the wait staff and everyone dining around us. Niall used his announcer voice the whole time. Louis pretended to be deaf and Harry had to translate for him, which became pretty amusing. We all had raced to see how many laps around the table we could make before they brought us another drink. All of that was not even half of what this poor restaurant had to deal with.
We got back into the limo and returned to the BRITs venue. We got out 2 by 2, stopping frequently for pictures and questions. It was still slightly nerve-wracking, but it wasn't as bad as my first time. After walking quite some distance nearly blinded by all of the camera flashes, we waved to the reporters and entered the building. Only then did I realize that I was still gripping Liam's hand rather tighly and I loosened my grip. I laughed nervously.
Me: Sorry
He chuckled a bit before responding.
Liam: It's fine, Shay. Just relax.
I took a deep breath and nodded. We found our assigned table and sat according to our place cards. There was a bit of time to chat before the ceremony began.
~~~Later~~~
Several awards have been given out and it is now time for Best British Single.
Liam grabbed my hand.
I giggled quietly and whispered to Liam.
Me: Who's nervous now?
He smiled and tightened his grip. Everyone cheered for their favorite and our table was causing quite a ruckus when What Makes You Beautiful was mentioned. His grip tightened.
Announcer: And the winner of the Best British Single is...
We all held our breath and I'm pretty sure ten wishes were made simultaneously as he paused.
Announcer: One Direction! What Makes You Beautiful!!
We all jumped up and screamed! Liam hugged me quickly before leading the rest of the boys up on stage. Louis spun Brooke around, Niall hugged Rose tightly, Zayn kissed Melissa on the cheek, and Harry fell on the ground in shock. Louis yanked him up and Harry planted a kiss on Ashley's lips before they followed the others to the stage. I've never seen the boys this happy before. All of their faces were glowing. They were speechless at first, but then, as always, found more than enough words to say. What a way to wrap up my time here in London!
3/12/13