E-boys n more one shots😻

Shy plane rides (James)

TW: mentions of appearance, fluff,

WC: 2100

(I got a bit carried away on this one)

I had just been promoted to be one of the main photographers for James' band as the other one had said she had found a better job opportunity, the only difference is that I was a lot different, I was quiet and good at my job, though I was very anxious which just made me silent, unless when spoken too.

(If you don't know- Jago is James' drummer, Jono is the guitarist, Matt- keyboard player and second bassist, Sam the main bassist and Lou the executive tour manager- so these are all the people in the little tour car.)

I was sat next to jago who was on his mac book editing his vlog video.

Jono and Lou were in the two front seats and James was right opposite me.

I kept my head down and my knees to my chest as i looked out the window, my thoughts eventually going to their own place.

Eventually I got jumped out of my mind as I felt a weight on my shoulder where Jago had fell asleep, I smile lightly and adjust my position so he'd be comfortable.

About an hour later when we finally arrive in London- though not our destination- Jago sits up and starts apologising instantly  though most of it was gibberish.

"It's- it's fine! It didn't bother me- you was tired- it's okay." I say gently and he rubs his his eyes and nods tiredly.

I lean down and sip my water, I once again tune out the voices of the men around me.

I look back out the window but then briefly At James, his light brown eyes crinkled as he smiles at something Sam said.

I found myself a growing attraction to James but the other part of me pushing myself down how he's 'too good for me' and how he's 'the lead singer of a band' but maybe the fact that I know he wouldn't think like that, maybe that's what makes me like him so much.

I look away before he catches me looking, my heart beating rapidly.

After we got to the hotel, I was the only one who got my own room, I take my bag and unpack some things before I get a knock at my door and James is there.

"Uhm... as you know the gig is in 2 hours but we're going for drinks- do you wanna come?" He asks as he rubs his hands together and I smile.

"I don't drink." I reply.

"Nor do I." He smiles and I smile back.

"Okay, I'll come." He smiles and I get my debit card, leave my room and pocket my room key.

-

On the last Uk tour, London I was taking my pictures for socials and of the crowd while another smaller photographer was from the front of the stage in the crowd.

Meaning in a weeks time we was travelling to France to do two shows, Paris and one in Lyon.

I was in my apartment, I was already fully packed and nervous to fly to France.

I was in my room watching James' stream, he was doing a quick Twitter check on his tours and the fans reactions.

"James who is that beautiful girl in her he sidelines of your London tour?" He read out to which I didn't think much of it.

"Uh.. let me- oh that's Y/n, she's my photographer she is pretty isn't she?" He smiles, his eyes squinting like they always do and I swear my heart stops.

He thinks I'm pretty?

I feel my face heat up as he speaks again.

"No chat I'm not a simp- oh fuck off."