It's Not Just One Direction (Parody to Six Becomes Three)

Suck It

Sara's POV:

I've spent months working with Alessandro and Gucci on a new line for them, and I'm so proud to say that it's finally finished. Indeed, many celebrities, writers, photographers, and news outlets have gathered in Los Angeles, California today for the fashion show. It's a big event for Alessandro and me, so having Lyndsey, Jiselle, and my son seated in the front row not only allowed them to see the models dressed in my clothing, but also allowed me to strut my own self down the runway to showcase a secret outfit that I made with Alessandro.

People took videos and photos of the outfits as the models walked the runway wearing Alessandro and my designs, while Labrinth played softly in the background. It felt great to be doing this. For me, it was like a dream come true!

Because I was scheduled to walk the runway last, I was escorted to the back and assisted in putting on the dress. My outfit was one-of-a-kind. Nobody had ever seen anything like it. It was a shimmering gold color with a ruffled skirt and a strapless top to match. The fabric was rare and of the highest quality, and a hair piece was hidden behind my left ear. To match, I wore hold heels.

I went back to the back, where Alessandro was waiting for me.

"You are the prize of this show, so I want you to walk out there as if everyone is beneath you," he said as he held my hands.

I took a deep breath and agreed with a nod. I was overcome with nerves, but as soon as the last model walked off the runway, I removed any expression from my face and walked down the runway as if I were the only one in the room.

It felt strange to have all of the lights flashing at me and everyone staring at me. When I reached the end of the stage, I came to a halt and struck two poses for the audience to admire the dress. I wasn't expecting to see Harry so close to the front. I was caught off guard, but I needed to get him out of my head as soon as possible. I turned around and returned down the runway.

When the show ended, the audience stood up and applauded. I dashed back into my dressing room to catch my breath. My son burst through the door and ran into my arms as I sat in my chair. Before Lyndsey and Jiselle arrived, I gave him a big hug.

"Congratulations!" Jiselle opened a bottle of champagne while Lyndsey handed me a bouquet of flowers.

"You look stunning, girl!" Jiselle  complimented. "That dress of yours is turning heads."

"Did you happen to see Harry out there?" I just blurted it out.

Jiselle took one sip of champagne before spitting it out.

"No, we didn't see him," Lyndsey clarified.

"Your ex is here!" Jiselle yelled.

"Yeah, he was right in front of the runway," I said.

"Where is he now?" Jiselle asked. "I'll go ham on his ass."

"I'm not sure," I replied.

There was a knock on my dressing room door just then. We all turned to see who it was. It was Harry. Our son dashed over to his father and grabbed his leg. Jiselle chugged all of the champagne in her glass after I exchanged looks with my girls.

"What are you doing here, Harry?" I inquired.

"You didn't think I'd miss a Gucci fashion show, did you?" He stated.

"I was counting on it," I said quietly to myself. "Would you mind giving us a minute, Jiselle and Lyndsey?"

Before heading out with Harry Jr., the girls nodded. Harry slammed the door shut behind them.

"What on earth are you doing here?" I snapped. "I don't want you to be here! You must leave!"

Harry put up his hands in defense in an attempt to calm me down.

"All I wanted to do was see you, Sara," Harry admitted. "I believe we should talk."

"There's no need for us to talk," I added.

"I believe we do," Harry insisted.

"No, there is nothing more to say. You cheated on me, and you think it can be fixed? Other than co-parenting our son, we no longer have a relationship "I elaborated.

I walked over to Harry and came to a halt when I was right next to him.

"You lost the best thing in your life, you lost me," I said quietly into his ear.

I took a step back and walked away, my hips sassy. That felt great.