(Liam's POV)
I threw on my jacket to my suit and walked out of my room, going next door to Kayla's room. "It's just me," I said after knocking.
"Come in," she said on the other end of the door. I opened the door, walking in.
"You ready?" I asked after closing the door behind me. But when I turned around, I didn't see her. "Babe?"
"I'm in here!" She called her bathroom. I walked across the carpet to get to her bathroom. She was finishing her makeup as she clipped her her cap onto her lips.
"Going glasses on?" She nodded.
"No, I put contacts in," Kayla told me. "Okay, now, I'm ready," she said, fixing her hair.
She turned to me. She was in a dark red pantsuit with black open toed heels. Her hair was split down the center as I laid over her shoulders, straight. Her eye was beautiful with her colorful soft . I smiled at her. She looked beautiful.
"You look stunning!" I said, grabbing her hand. She smiled.
"And you look pretty hot yourself," she told, making me laugh.
"Not hotter than you!" She blushed but rolled her eyes.
"Whatever." She said with laugh, kissing my lips. I grabbed her hand and walked her to her dresser. I helped her do earrings since she likes to jam them in her earrings holes. It's adorable when she gets earring rage.
I grabbed her her two rings as she slid them on. She put on Harry's birthday necklace, Louis's charm bracelet, and a new bracelet Zayn gave her that was a pack of silver ones that went up her arm.
"Perfect," Kayla said.
"Alright. Let's head out!" Kayla took my hand and grabbed her white bag and we walked down to the living room.
We entered the kitchen and I grabbed my water bottle from the freezer as Kayla put her phone in her small hand bag as the boys came down stairs one by one.
"Ooh, don't you look fancy!" Louis said to Kayla.
"No, not really!" She said. He rolled his eyes and swatted her arm as he walked to the counter. "You guys look nice in your suits!"
"Thank you madam!" Zayn said, pushing back a strand of hair that fell in front of his face.
"That's a nice piece of hair you've got there, Z," I commented. He laughed at me.
"Yeah, I know right. It fell out of my gel," he said. I chuckled and Kayla laughed.
"I'd help you fix it, but it looks really nice," Kayla said, running her hands through his hair.
Everyone was running around the house getting anything they needed. Lottie has been staying with us for a few days so she helped us out as well. Kayla and Paul got us a limo for the night, so we waited for Paul to get to the house.
Kayla ended up doing Louis's hair, Lottie combed out Harry's hair and gave him a hat. Zayn and I were picking out shoes when we heard a call from the back of the house by the kitchen.
"We have a problem!" Niall's Irish voice called. Zayn slid on his last black shoe and we exited the room.
"How big of a problem?" Kayla asked as Zayn and I left the stairs. I took a seat on the love seat next to Louis as Kayla set the gel bottle down.
Niall's footsteps stopped in the kitchen and we all turned to look at him. We all look at him in shock because his shirt was so tight, the buttons looked like they were struggling. The shirt was sooo small.
"I'd say about four sizes!" As Niall exhaled, a button flew off his shirt and across the room.
(Kayla's POV)
I followed the button as it came off of Niall's shirt. "What happened?" Liam asked him.
"Apparently, the shirt was not a dryer clean dry," Niall said.
"You didn't read the tag?" Harry asked him as he still looked at his shirt in some what of disgust at the way the shirt fit him. Niall shrugged.
"I was. But then I got distracted," he told us.
"Was the chicken calling you again?" Louis said.
"Not exactly," he said. "I nearly burned down the kitchen because the smoke alarm started going off when I was making the chicken the other day." My eyes go wide.
"NIALL!" Zayn and I said in unison.
"Again?" Louis asked. Again? When was the first time?
"Hello!" We heard Paul call from the front door. I pointed to the steps for Niall to go.
"I'll go get him another shirt, come on!" Lottie said as she and Niall ran up the stairs for his room.
Paul came through the hall and stopped at the end. "Nice looks, guys! Beautiful look, Kayla," Paul complimented. I thanked him and he looked around the room. "Where's Niall?"
"Upstairs changing," I said.
"Why, what happened?"
"His shirt shrunk in the dryer and he looked like he could barely breathe," Harry explained.
"Been there, done that!" I looked at him disgusted for second before Niall and Lottie ran back down the stairs with a regular shirt. "Alright, everybody ready? Limo's waiting!" We all nodded but before we left, Lottie took some photos of us before letting us go.
We all climbed into the extended car and Paul took off to The O2 Arena.
~°~
We made it to the arena and there were screaming fans left and right. "Red carpet should be starting at the end over there," I told the guys, pointing through the window. They all nodded and the limo came to it's stop. We got our valet parker and Paul opened the door.
Paul stuck his hand out for me to take and I did as he helped me out of the car. Wow, I haven't been to an award show in years. This was insane. The first award show I went to was for one of Jesse's movies and I was his "date" but more of an escort. I've never actually had any nominations or anything like that for me to come to one JUST FOR ME!
The boys exit the car and we are guided past the wall of fans who were screaming. To buy some time, we took a few pictures with some fans and did autographs. After a moment of that, Paul guided us back forward and we got to the carpet.
"You alright?" Liam asked me. "You look a bit apprehensive." I nod before letting out a breath.
"This is just...a lot. I haven't been to one for a long time and I sure as hell have never been to one for the fans to scream for me!" Liam chuckled and grabbed my hand.
"Trust me, it's a breeze. We're walking the red carpet, doing some interviews, and we head to the show. Takes at least 15 minutes. Maybe less." I nod.
"But you already know how I feel about all the cameras," I reminded him. I'm okay with the red carpet cameras. They're quick and fast, snap and go's. But paparazzi ruined cameras for me because we are being attacked left and right by them. Flashing vigorously, screaming at you, cameras constantly in your face, it's a nightmare. But the only difference is these people are behind a rope and security. Paparazzi at LAX is not. They follow you around everywhere and are in your face. Constantly.
"Everything will be alright. Just stay by my side, alright?" I nodded again and he kissed my hand that was locked into his. "I promise, they won't get to you here." Nodding once more, I take a deep breath to get rid of the flashback from the airport.
"Okay, boys. Go right ahead," the conductor told us. Harry and Zayn started the line and walked up. I let go of Liam for them to take their photo of just them before I joined them.
"Kayla, go to the middle!" A photographer said. I looked at them, trying to comprehend what they said over all the screaming going on from around the area.
"Where do they want me?" I asked Paul. He pointed in between Louis and Zayn. I moved around the boys to get between them. The cameras began to flash and a few seconds later, we were off.
"Kayla! Can we get pictures of you and Niall?" I turned to Niall and he nodded.
"Let's do it!" He said. Niall and I walked back to the center. Niall put his arm around my back as I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Doing okay?"
"Yeah," I said back to him. The guy let us go and Paul followed me and Niall back to the rest of the boys. "Not as bad as I anticipated."
For about three minutes, photographers wanted photos of just me, me and Niall, me and Harry, and Zayn, and Louis. As we came to the last one, we took one more group and individual photo for me and a photographer wanted a few of me and Liam and we gladly excepted it.
"Liam, Kayla, over here!"
"You guys look amazing!"
"Congratulations on your engagement!" A bunch of photographers shouted. We both smiled as Liam pulled me close to him, his arm around my waist, my arm around his as well.
"Kayla, you're looking lovely tonight!" Liam chuckled beside me and whispered in my ear.
"They know what they're talking about," Liam told me. I blushed and chuckled.
"Who said it mattered coming from them!" I whisper back to him in his ear. When I pulled back, he gave me his sweet ear to ear grin before pecking my lips, which caused the cameras to go on rush hour.
After a few more pictures were taken, Liam and I walked hand and hand off the carpet and met the others at the end for the interviews.
"I'm gonna gush so hard when I see those!" Harry teased us. I punched his stomach and he laughed, walking the way with us.
"Kayla, would you mind if we did a quick interview?" A guy from Entertainment TV asked me. I give him a nice smile and look at Liam.
"We'll be over here. Join us when you're ready," Liam told me. I nod and he lets go of my hand, kissing my head. He walked off and I took a step up onto the small stage as the camera began to roll.
"And I'm back with the one and only Miss Kayla Horan!" I smiled at him and waved.
"Hello!"
"Hello! How do you feel about tonight with all the nominations and everything?" He asked me first before putting the mic near my mouth.
"Oh, I'm excited! There's a lot of great nominations today, I can't wait to see what we have come out as winning pieces. I'm super pumped."
"And even better, you are nominated for Producer Of The Year, how does that feel?"
I smiled again and looked down, smiling uncontrollably. "I'm so excited! That was definitely unexpected for me. This is actually my first nomination in my career," I told him.
"What?!" He said in shock.
"My first nomination!"
"Well congratulations to that!" He said. I chuckled and thanked him. "Now, I was super excited for this interview because you're one of my favorite music producers and my brother told me not to fangirl if I saw you at the carpet," I threw my head back and laughed. "That was a no promise there!"
I like this guy! He's funny!
"Now, let's talk boybands. You're boyband, One Direction, up for three nominations this year, congratulations on that!"
"Thank you! Yeah, when we got the call for that, I was just having a parade in our backyard! My manager was actually reading us the nomination list and I was just so happy for the song choice because it's one of my personal feel-good favorites. Then after the list was done, Louis thanked me," The interviewer laughed and I laughed with him. "As if I was the one that put them down on the paper, but, yeah, it was very exciting to hear and I couldn't be more proud of them!"
"That's nice! You have managed them pretty well since earning the position," the interviewer told me.
"It's just crazy to think how my position went from their producer to their manager. I was able to balance both of those and it's hard to even tell which one I'm doing because they're both assisting with music and managing business!"
"That's a lot to juggle! I know if I were in your shoes, I could not do that to save me." I laughed at that. "And before you go, I'd like to also congratulate you on your engagement with Liam!" My smile was then stuck on my face and there was nothing that could wipe it off.
"Thank you so much!" I said. "It's been a crazy couple of years just in general. Not only did he safe my life from a burning fire, he saved me coming into my life. I honestly couldn't be anymore thankful for him."
"Aww! You're making me swoon over here!" I chuckled. "Well good luck to you and the boys tonight!"
"Thank you!" I took a step off the stage and looked around for the boys. When I spotted them, I began to walk up when the interviewer noticed me first.
"And there she is!" The interviewer said, smiling at me. I smiled and waved at her. Harry helped me step up onto the interview stage. "How are you doing, Kayla?"
"I'm doing great! Thank you!" I replied as I stood between Liam and Harry.
"I was just congratulating Liam on your engagement, so congratulations!" Liam turned to me and smiled brightly, as did I.
"Thank you! Yeah- it's been quite the year. And this has been the highlight of it. It's surreal," I told her.
"With the things that has been going down, not only did you get the shocking question from Mr. Payne here, but you found your twin brother in Niall!"
"We did! And that was definitely the first highlight of my year!" I said as the boys all laugh.
"It's definitely mine! I'll admit that!" Niall said.
"Did you guys notice before this was all figured out?" She asked the rest of the boys.
"I did," Harry said, raising his hand. "They had the same similar taste in a lot of things. They both liked to eat, they both loved music- but I was always playing around saying how they mirrored one another not thinking that they were ACTUALLY mirroring one another," I laughed at that.
"Yeah, they had a lot in common. It was very weird and frankly kind of creepy," Zayn added. I chuckled.
"Okay, it was not that creepy," Niall said.
"Oh no, it was! You guys would simultaneously say the same things, share the same favorite restaurant other than Nandos, and you guys do the same 'hiding my feelings' thing!" Zayn explained.
"Yeah, that was pretty creepy," Louis chimed in.
"They always used to say the same things often. I was even creeped out," Liam said.
"Okay, I can admit that when we simultaneously said the same thing more than once was pretty creepy because I got freaked out the first time we did it," I told them.
"Yeah, that was pretty weird!" Niall admitted. I chuckled at him. We finished the interview and were taken into the arena for our seats.
We were treated a few drinks before Paul lead us to our seats after we ran into a few other celebrities that either the boys knew or I knew.
"Having fun?" Liam asked me, shaking my hand that was in his.
"So much fun! And it hasn't even started yet!" I said, sipping my drink. Zayn laughed at me.
"That's the beauty of it!" Zayn said, winking at me. I nearly spit my drink back out as he winked at me. I turned away as he and Liam laughed at me.
"Just wait for the after party. We about to get drunk off our asses!" Louis joined. I widened my eyes for a second, agreeing with him.
"Not for the first time," I said, taking another drink. They all grinned at me and nodded, agreeing.
"Touche!" Zayn said.
"The last time of us being drunk was enough," Liam said. I shook my head.
"Tell me about it!" I said, bringing my cup back down to waist level.
"Why? What happened last time?" Louis asked us. My eyes go wide and I look at Liam who had the same expression on his face. We both then lift our drinks and sip them again as Liam cleared his throat.
Zayn and Louis just squinted at us in confusion as there eyebrows furrowed. "Hey, they're getting ready to start. Come on!" Harry said. We threw our cups away and followed him back to our seats.
~°~
Emeli Sande returned to the stage to give the final award out which was Producer of The Year. I was so nervous, my palms were sweating. "And your nominees are..." Emeli stopped and let the video take over. I looked over at the producers I was facing.
The video rolled through, going through our work. My video came on and the screams in the arena went through the roof which sent butterflies through my stomach.
Before my video, I had saw Flood. I met Flood when I was 19 when I went back to New York for another writing and producing gig. His music is insane. But that wasn't the only one that left me in shock. Paul Epworth.
Shit! I am screwed!
"I'm done!" I said. Harry turned and looked at me.
"No you aren't. You've some dedicated fans. Don't lose faith now!" He told me over the music, audio, and crowd. My hands were shaking. I've never been so nervous before in my life!
Liam placed his hand on mine, getting me to relax. "Calm down. You've got a chance!" Liam said. I closed my eyes and sighed. The video ended and Emeli stepped back to the podium.
"It's time to see who the final award goes to tonight of these amazing music producers! And the winner is..." I gripped both Liam and Harry's hands, scared out of my mind.
C'mon, C'MON!
"Kayla Horan!"
The arena's roof could have blown off with the amount of cheers that came through. Run The World began playing and that made me happy inside. But on the outside, I was staggered completely.
I lifted my head in shock, wondering how I could have won this over the people who were in it. All the boys jumped up, Harry and Liam pulling me to my feet. Letting go of Harry's hand, I hug Liam.
"I told you!" He said in my ear. When I let go of him, I begin to walk down the way to the stairs as the guys all grip my hand before continuing their standing ovation with the rest of the arena full of fans.
I walked up the steps and came across the stage, getting handed my award. Hugging Emeli, I walked up to the podium after I stared at the award in my hands. The music stopped and cheers dialed down for a minute.
"Wow, I can't even believe this! This is real?" I asked. "I really cannot believe how far I've gotten in just nearly three years. And I owe it all to you guys and I owe it all to the boys of One Direction!" The audience began to applause to that. "If it wasn't for them pushing me to my limit, I wouldn't be where I am! I would not be standing on this stage holding this!" I said, lifting the award in my hand. "Thank you to all you fans, here and at home who voted for me. You guys have been a constant support and I do it all for you! Thank you guys so much! I love you all!"
I finished my speech and the arena gave me another standing ovation- the nominees and stars included. Emeli guided me off the stage and I went to the back where our dressing room was that was occupied by Paul, Robby, and Trevor who were all part of the security team.
Paul jumped at me first and tackled me in a hug. "And you thought it wouldn't happen!"
I didn't. I really didn't. I still can't believe that this award is mine. If I'm dreaming, I don't wanna wake up.