This is for my friend she wrote me one called Nobody Compares by ayyosammi so go check it out after you read this fic

Being famous isnt easy for Sammantha but things get alot harder when she gets some shocking news from her boyfriend that gets her seeking comfort from two ways but must choose one direction

P.s. Sorry if you feel like the begining takes took long its just that i made this ff specifically for her like she wants be an actress when she grows up so I made her an actress and she wanted a Nathaniel so i gave her a Nathaniel


21. Nerves

I get ready for my..... well I don't know what I'm actually getting ready for but I decide to dress up anyway. I wear a sleeveless plain purple dress that looks like its layered under a dark purple short sleeve floral lace dress. Its fitted all the way to my waist and is flowy from my waist to above my knee. I put on a black cardigan and button it. I look for a pair of flats to wear but when I look in my suitcase all I see are heels. God I gotta stop letting my stylist Milly pack my clothes. I throw on some pink heels even though I hate heels and look in the mirror. I look like a 'pretty goody girl'. Me no likey. I take off the cardigan and replace with a grey hooded black leather jacket. I put back on my black somewhat tattered converse and look again. That's better. Now for my hair. I do my hair in loose waves and put my long bangs to the side. Annoyed at my bangs I use a bobby pin to hold them back. Lastly my make-up. I'm not much of a make-up person so I just apply some mascara. Finally I'm ready for my....Still don't know what I'm ready for. To eat? I still have some spare time because I get ready so fast due to being on sey. I decide to go over to Harry's to find if its a date or not. It take 3 knocks until he answers. "Sammantha! Couldn't stay away huh?" He says while pulling me into a hug. "Yeah Harry your really irresistible." I say in an annoyed playful flat sarcastic voice. "Whoa aren't you dressed up for your 'Not. Date.'" "Well I promised didn't I. So did Zayn say if it was a date?' "Yeah he was all happy in a way that reminded when we're on the X Factor." He tells me smiling at the memory. "Really?" "Yeah. Sammantha are you going on this date because you promised or because you truly want to?" He asks me all serious. But before I can answer I get a text. When I check its Zayn. I feel a wide goofy smile form on my face. It says 'Hey Beautiful already here. Can't wait to see you ;)' Oh shit I can feel myself swooning. 'Coolio I'll be there in a jiffy :p' and send. I instantly regret it. 'Coolio?!' 'Jiffy?!' WTF! I've never said that before in my LIFE! I feel like thumping my head and repeat 'Stupid' over and over again. "Sooo who was that ?" He asks shyly like he's not sure if he should ask or not. "Look for yourself." I say handing him my phone. That's when I realize I'm actually handing him my phone. I almost never do this John always tells me not to because I'm a celebrity Blah Blah and that I shouldn't trust anyone Blah Blah They're only using me Blahhhh. Always lecturing me. But I think I trust Harry. He seemed serious about being great friends. I think that's why I'm giving Zayn a chance. I'm not one to follow my heart. I rely more on logical choices and explanations. I look at Harry and see him smirk. "Coolio? " I groan. "I know just shoot me." "I can't. 1 I don't have a gun and 2 you have a date to get to." He says pushing me to the elevator. "Wait! Wait!" I say trying to stall. He sighs. "What?" "What was your question earlier?" He just smiles. "Its okay. I think I already know the answer. Though I have a feelig you don't." We both get quiet and wait for an elevator. I'm suddenly really nervous and scared. A date. I've only dated one guy and when we started going out we were really young so no dates. I realized I've never dated before. Ever. Harry notices my reaction and place a hand on each of my shoulders and looks into my eyes serious. "Sammantha you have nothing to worry about. Zayn likes you so whatever you do will seem like miracle to him. There's no way you can mess it up. Like at all." I nodd even though he just made things worse what if I'm not what he expects. What if he already has an idea of how I am by the media and then I disappoint him. Why do I care so much? Urggh! This is so frustrating. He smiles amused and slap pats my cheek while saying "You'll be great champ." When the elevator opens he pushes me into it and I stumble backwards. While its closing he points a finger at me with one hand and has the other one to his heart. "Go make Pappa Styles proud." He says. When it closes the I feel worse. As it goes down slowly I swear I feel like Katniss about to enter The Hunger Games

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