OH MY GOD. WHO HAS READ THE DARK FANFICTION?! It was updated today and it got me into the mood of writing. Lmao so here ya go. Pictures of Carly at the TCA'S ---->
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Carly's POV:
@CarlyMcKinley: Oh my Goddd. Teen Choice Awards tonight! So excited but nervous. Who voted?!
The thought of going to my first awards show was nerve wracking. Plus, the thought of being nominated for best female artist is even more nerve wracking. I'm surprised my knees haven't given me away yet. The Teen Choice Awards awards were five hours away, but we all were getting ready now. Harry had been kicked out of the hotel suite we shared, so it was now me, Marissa, and Carter here. They were helping me get ready for the award show, and as I sat on the chair, my knee kept bobbing up and down in nervousness. I would either bite the inside of my cheek or lick my lips to calm myself down. Taking deep breaths just doesn't help me.
Carter was by the dressing table, setting the hair straighters and brushes up, while Marissa was looking through the clothes rack for the perfect dress for me to wear. Every light in the room was on, brightening the room ten times more. I had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing the hotel's fluffy white robe tied over my body that only had a bra and underwear. My hair fell over me, wet and in ringlets. My nails were already done, and were simply just French manicured. I looked down at my hands on my lap as my nails tapped on my iPhone's black screen.
Finally, Marissa walked back over to me, holding something behind her hands and a smile on her face. "I found the perfect dress," she says, causing me to look up at her and Carter to look at her as well. She then brings her hands forward and I see her holding a pretty hot pink dress. It was simple and had straps, and it stopped around my mid thigh, resembling sort of a pencil skirt. In her other hand she was holding cute white heels with straps that would wrap around my ankle. "I figured you should dress in a simple style for your first award show," Marissa says, putting the shoes on the floor and the dress on the bed. "Don't wanna over do it, now do we?" she grins.
I chuckle, my nerves calming down a bit. "It's perfect, Marissa," I tell her.
She claps her hands. "Great!" she exclaims, and then turns to Carter. "Carter, why don't you start off with Carly's hair? Make up is gonna take a bit longer."
Carter nods his head, and spreads out the wire for the hair dryer and walks over to me. He turns the dryer on full power and ruffles through my hair as he dries it, using the brush in his other hand to dry all over. Five minutes after my hair is completly dry, he puts the dryer away and brings the hair straightner over. Almost fifteen minutes later, my hair is perfectly straightened and brushed. You can easily make out my light brown high lights on my dark brown hair, and I smiled as I looked at my hair in the mirror.
"Perfect," Carter declares, putting the straightner away. "Marissa, she's all yours."
Marissa comes out of practically nowhere and grins. "Close your eyes, babe," she smiles.
I do as she tells me to and shut my eyes, and I immediately feel a light brush move around over my eyes. After the brush has been over both of my eyes, I feel the pencil of the eye liner go over. "Open your eyes," Marissa instructs, and I obey. I then move my eyeballs up as she applies mascara on. She then puts the mascara away and starts putting on blush on my cheeks, and then applies some pink lipstick on my lips. "Done!" she announces with a proud grin.
"Ooh, lemme see, lemme see!" Carter screams like a child, almost reminding me of Louis. He walks over and takes a look at my face, and then smiles as well. "You look flawless, Carly," he says. "As per usual," he then adds.
I laugh. "Thanks, guys," I say.
"Now go on. Change," Marissa says, helping me up from the chair.
I nod and grab the dress and walk into the bathroom. Shrugging off the robe, I slip on the dress. Once it's on, I flatten it and walk out of the bathroom. Carter and Marissa look at me and smile. "Put these on now," Carter says, handing me the shoes.
I put them on, leaning against the wall so I don't fall over. Once the shoes are on, Marissa and Carter nod in approval, a smile on their faces. "Guys," I sigh. "I'm so nervous."
Marissa smiles at me, walking over. "That's normal, Carls," she says, standing in front of me as she places her hands on my shoulders. "It's your first awards show. You'll be fine."
"Plus," Carter pipes up, "you'll have the boys there with you. They've done this a bunch of times, they'll help you along the way."
"You'll be fine," Marissa repeats with a reassuring smile.
I smile, nodding. "Thanks," I say. Just then, my phone lets out a bloop, signalling a text's arrival. Looking down, I see that it's from Harry.
From: Harry(;
Hey babe! You ready yet? xx
Smiling, I text him back.
To: Harry(;
Yeaaahhhh. What about you? xx
From: Harry(;
Yeah, I'm ready. Zayn is the only other one done too. I'M BORED. xx
I let out a small laugh, earning a smirk from Marissa and Carter. I stick my tongue out at the two of them and text Harry back.
To: Harry(;
Aw. Poor baby. Want me to come? ;D
To: Harry(;
YES PLEASE. x
To: Harry(;
On my way, baby cakes :*
To: Harry(;
And this is why I love you. xx
My heart flutters at that text, and I grab the small Louis Vittuon bag. "I'm going over to where the boys are," I inform Marissa and Carter.
They nod, still smirking. "Go on. We'll clean up here," Marissa says.
I nod and leave the room, walking down the hallway to Zayn's suite where all of the boys were. I knock on the door, and the door immediately swings open, revealing a very handsome looking Harry. He was wearing black dress shoes, grey pants, a white dress shirt with a matching grey vest on top, and over that a grey jacket. To top it off, he had a black bow tie on. My goodness, he looked amazing.
When his green eyes landed on me, a grin appeared on his face, exposing his dimples. "Don't you look beautiful," he cheekily commented, leaning down and pressing a quick kiss on my lips. Even with my heels, I was no match for his six foot one height.
I grin as he moves aside, letting me in. "You don't look so bad yourself, Styles," I comment, smirking.
Walking further in, I see all of the boys and Lou, the boys' hair and make up artist, and Caroline, their stylist. Lou was doing Niall's hair while Caroline was making sure Louis' clothes were fine; but that was kind of hard when Louis kept fooling around. On one of the beds was Liam and Zayn, playing with the adorable Baby Lux. When my heels clacked on the marble floor, the boys all looked at me and then grinned.
"Carly, hey!" Liam grins. "You look great, love."
I smile. "Thanks, Li. You all look very dashing," I say poshly, my British accent becoming more evident.
"Have I ever mentioned how hot your American and British accent mixed together are?" Harry's husky voice whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
A blush tinted my cheeks. "You could mention it once in a while," I reply in a teasing voice.
I hear Harry chuckle and I smile as well. "So, Carly," Louis says as Caroline buttons up his shirt. "Are you excited for tonight?"
"Nervous, more like," I chuckle slightly.
Zayn smiles at me, holding Baby Lux's little arms. "No need to worry, Carls," he says. "You'll be fine."
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I was finally here. I could hear the shouting of the fans and the paparazzi. But the fact that Harry and the boys weren't here with me just made me a bit more nervous. I was in the limousine by myself, the boys' in their own, and it was just about my turn to come out of the car. I took deep and steady breaths, and then the car stopped. Pressing my lips together, I waited for the driver to open the door. And when he did, the sunlight streamed in, which it wasn't before because of the dark tinted windows. Once the door opened, I swung my legs out, and stepped on to the red carpet. Taking a deep breath, I walked further down the carpet, where fans and everyone else were screaming and flashes were going off.
A smile made its way on to my face naturally as I walked, waving and posing as I went along. People kept shouting my name, and I felt overwhelmed. Much more from when I feel at the concerts. The wind slightly blew as I posed for pictures, putting my hand on one hip and the other down on my side. I got more used to it, and I made a couple of funny faces too. I made peace signs with both of my hands and placed them in front of my eyes, and made a duck face. Apparently they all loved it, and asked for more. Unfortunately, I had to move on and walk inside the arena. I walked into the arena and met a lot of other singers and actors along the way. I met Taylor Lautner, Demi Lovato, Justin Bieber, Usher, and other artists.
I then made my way over to where I knew my seat was, which was all the way in the front, and grinned when I saw that I was sitting next to One Direction and Kristen. "Carly!" Speak of the manager. I grinned and turned around when u saw Kristen walking over to me with a grin on her face. She was dressed in a black smile dress with flats, her hair tied into an elegant bun.
"Kristen, hey!" I grin back, hugging her.
"You ready for this, kiddo?" She asks.
I nod, sighing. "Yeah," I say. "Did you see the boys anywhere?"
Before Kristen could reply, the familiar raspy voice asked, "Missing me already?"
I turn around and grin when u see all of the boys standing there, grinning. "How was the red carpet?" Louis smirks.
I roll my eyes, grinning. "It was really fun, actually," I reply, nodding.
"Good to know you made it though," Harry chuckles, kissing my temple.
Fifteen to twenty minutes later, the award show was starting. We all took our seats, me sitting in between Harry and Kristen, and took a breath. It started with Lady Gaga performing the opening song, and then Kevin Hart cracking jokes every now and then. When the nominations for best pop album came up - which the boys were nominated for - I felt Harry's left hand grip my right one. I squeezed his hand and his head turned towards me as he smiled, and I sent back a reassuring smile.
"And the winner for Best Pop Album is..." Nina Dobrev trails off, opening up the envelope. She reads off the name and with a grin says into the microphone, "One Direction for Take Me Home!"
Screams fill the arena and the boys jump up. Harry pulls me up and I get startled as he pulls me in for a hug. I laugh but hug him back. "Go!" I say into his ear with a smile.
He chuckles and then with the boys, goes to the stage and I sit down, clapping along with the crowd. The boys walk up on the stage and each of them kiss Nina on the cheek, with Niall and Zayn holding on to the surf board the winners get as an award. "Wow," Liam chuckles into the microphone. "Uh, we just wanna thank our friends and our families for this."
"It's such a great feeling to win our first TCA," Harry speaks into the mic. "Thanks a lot to our fans for voting for us and we love each and every one of you."
We all clap and the boys go backstage with Nina and their surf board. After the award for best actor goes by, the boys return and sit back down. "Congrats, guys," I smile at them.
"Thanks, Carly," Niall grins, revealing his braces.
A couple of awards go by as well, and then Lucy Hale came on to the stage, holding an envelope. "Now it's time for the award for Best Pop Female Singer," she says into the microphone. My breath hitches, knowing that this the category I'm nominated for. The nominations come up on the screen, and my name is announced while the music video for Falling Down plays, and people start screaming. My hands grip Harry's and Kristen's as I bite the inside of my cheek, and Harry squeezes my hand, sending me a smile, just like I did for him before.
When the nominations finished, Lucy said into the microphone, "And the winner is," she also opens the envelope and reads off the name. A large smile grows on to her face as she says, "Carly McKinley!"
My eyes widen and jaw drops when the shilling screams go off in the arena, and the boys and Kristen start cheering loudly. I stand up with a huge grin on my face, and hug Kristen. I then hug each of the boys tightly and then walk on to the stage, a smile on my face. I give Lucy a hug and she says congratulations to me, and I take the surf board. "Oh my god," I laugh into the microphone. "I just wanna thank all of my fans for voting for me," I begin. "Without them, I wouldn't be here and they've all been so supported of me since day one, and I can't thank them enough. Um, I wanna thank my band, Joey, Greg, Dane, and Drew who are just wonderful. My friends and family, my manager. And just, thank you." I finish off with a laugh.
Harry's POV:
I couldn't be anymore proud of Carly. I kept on clapping and cheering as she walked on to and off the stage, the boys joining me. The smile on her face as she accepted the award and did her little speech; saying she was surprised was an understatement. It looked like she honestly and genuinely didn't expect herself to win. But she did, and I couldn't be anymore happier for her. A few minutes later, she came up to her seat, a giant grin on her face.
"You won!" I exclaim, hugging her tightly.
She laughs. "I won!" She nods. "I can't believe it."
"Well believe it, babe," Louis grins.
Carly smiles and sits down as we go through the rest of the award show. The lads and I ended up winning our other awards we were nominated for, much to our pleasure. By the time the show finished, it was eleven at night and we were all making our way out of the arena. It was a bit of a rush, so I grabbed Carly's small hand in my large one. As we push our way through the crowd, we finally make it to the limousine, we decided to just take our limo. Before we got in, I asked Paul to take a picture of Carly and I, and he agreed.
@Harry_Styles: After the TCA's with @CarlyMcKinley. My little winner :D http://i1248.photobucket.com/albums/hh496/biebersgirl222/0fb8106c0eefa3a388490b006a5adef5.jpg
Carly laughed as she looked at the tweet, kissing my cheek. "This day was brilliant," she sighs.
I nod, smiling. "I love you, babe. I'm so proud of you."
She smiled up at me, revealing her white teeth. "Thank you."