Over Again

Imagine being an international pop star all your life. Not knowing who to trust. Or not even knowing who's your friend. This is the story of a firl. She's gone through much.
Name: Allison
Nickname: Ale
Stagename: L.A.
Hobby: International popstar
Secret: To be revealed
Love: You'll know soon.
Enjoy !!!!!! :D


18. Problem With Beauty

I quickly got out of the shower. I headed to where my dress was laid out beautifuly. Amazing. I quickly put on my push up bra and my underwear. Then came my hair. I let my hair flow out naturally. I combed it and put on my hair cream. Next came my makeup. I got out my blush, eyeliner, eyeshadow, and lipstick/lipgloss. I then put all of that on lightly. I was stuck between my rose red lipstick or my strawberry pink lipgloss. I couldn't make my mind up so I decided to ask Harry. 

Harry! I yelled. I heard running and then he stopped. 

Yes baby. 

I have a problem. 

What is it.

I can't choose between these two lipsticks. I said.

Let me see. He asked.

Ok. I rolled the two tubes under the door. 

Um, this one. He said rolling back the strawberry pink lipgloss. 

Ok thanks. I said. Then I put it on. Ok finally the dress. I slipped into the dress. Not to brag, but I looked good. I picked out my shoes. Silver flats. I grabbed my purse and I slowly opened the door. No one was there. I looked in the bathroom. Nothing. Gemma's room. Nothing. Auntie Anne's room. There he was. It looked like he had trouble putting on a tie. I slowly walked over to where he was standing and hugged him from behind. 

Hey. He said laughing. Let me see you. 

No! I yelled. 

Come on. Somehow he managed to pull me around him and I stood there in front of the mirror. 

Give me your hand. He said. I took his hand. He spun me around. 

You look amazing. 

Thank you. I told him. Then there was a knock on the door.


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