Little Things Mean A Lot

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"Is this really a good idea having me as the photographer?" Shay asked Jeff.

"Don't look at me. This was all H's idea. He said he couldn't think of anyone better to take the photos."

"Yeah but surely there are much better photographers than me for this?! Plus it's for a high profile magazine! This is huge!" Shay bit down on her bottom lip anxiously.

Harry popped this head through the open door. He was getting changed. He currently only had on a pair of trousers so his chest and torso were on show as well as his bare feet.

"What have I told you about that?! You are the most talented photographer I know. And I'm not saying that just because I'm married to you." He disappeared to get dressed fully.

"He is right you know Shay. You have a good eye." Jeff smiled.

"Thank you. You're both liars... but thank you." Shay chuckled nervously.

They were in a small studio space in London. It was a tiny room which was set up with a couple backdrops and lighting. As well as Shay's laptop that was connected to her camera so she could see the photos instantly.

She'd also brought her Polaroid in case they wanted any photos like that also. But it was mainly to get photos for herself so she could add them to her scrapbooks and remember the day.

Harry was in the other room getting changed into the first outfit, along with 'Lamby' and a couple assistants. Shay also had a couple of assistants from the magazine to help with the photography side of things.

Jeff was sat on one of the couches, his laptop on his lap as he typed away.

"Everything is all set up ready to go. Just waiting on the diva." Lamby emerged from the other room.

"This is why we don't work together. He does my head in!" Shay faceplamed.

Lamby laughed and made his way over to Shay.

"All I'll say is... it's a good job he's pretty."

This caused everyone in the room to burst into laughter, just as Harry made his way into the room. Being urged to stand on the marker.

"Harry can you tilt your body slightly please?" Shay had gone into photographer mode. Almost forgetting that the man in front of her was her husband. He'd become the subject now.

"You're the boss." He saluted her with the cheekiest smile on his face.

"Aren't I always?" She teased. Remembering who she was taking photos of momentarily.

"Fair point."

They'd been taking photos for a good couple of hours. Harry disappearing to change into new outfits every once in a while. They'd stopped to eat some food and have a chilled moment now.

They'd all gathered on the couches. There wasn't enough space for everyone so Shay and Harry opted to sit cross-legged on the wooden floor. They didn't mind too much.

"How's the little one cooking anyway? Can't wait to be an uncle again!" Lamby cooed.

"They are good. Went for a scan a couple days ago. All healthy and happy." Shay beamed, rubbing her stomach.

"That's what we like to hear. How's Haley? My favourite little mischief maker?" Lamby continued to ask questions. And Shay did the same back. They hadn't seen each other for a while so it was nice to catch up. Although he'd probably heard this all from Harry, Shay like that he asked her too.

"She's great. Amazing. She's already a pro at the drums. Wonder where she got her musical abilities from?" Shay scratched her chin before looking over at Harry who was taking a bite of his salad.

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