You hear the crowd talking distinctively, but you're too focused on your camera to notice.
Your name being called broke you out of your trance as you looked up to see who called you.
"Hey, you alright?" Harry asked, looking at you before looking down at your camera and sighing.
"You do realize ogling at pictures of him all day isn't going to make him make a move on you, right? He can't read minds, Y/N." Harry said, leaning against the wall your back was on.
"But the thing is, I would make a move. But I'm scared that he'd say no, and it would add stress on him and be super embarrassing, and honestly, I'd want to jump off a cl-" You were cut off by Harry's hand covering your mouth.
You slapped his wrist, making him retract his arm before he started, "You need to stop stressing yourself out. You're not going to get rejected because he obviously likes you, dumbass." He said, kicking his feet in frustration. You scoff at his childish behavior, standing up and leaving him in the corner alone.
"You're wearing his shirt, after all." He called after you, giggling to himself.
You ignore him, choosing to go to the pit to start setting up your equipment when you look up at the stage to see Niall motioning you to come backstage again.
You sigh, putting down your stuff and holding only your camera before walking up the stage and across it so you can go to the staff room, looking around for Niall.
"Y/N!" He called, waving happily when he saw you.
You turgidly walk over to Niall and put on a smile. "What's up?" You ask, giving him a small smile.
"I have this really really amazing shirt, and I was thinking before the show, maybe we could take some pictures!!" He asks bashfully, smiling at you slightly.
"Niall, It's quite actually my job to take pictures of you. But, yeah, cmon!" You grab his wrist and start dragging him around, occasionally telling him what to do, giving him a fond smile the entire shoot.
Zayn watched the two of you from where he sat on the couch, frowning and looking down at his phone.
"Oh! Niall, come look at this one! You look so good, c'mere."You said, moving to the side as he came over and stood next to you, towering over you as he admired himself in the picture.
"What a handsome lad!" Niall says, wolf-whistling at himself, "Send that to me, Please!"
You smiled and nodded at him, flipping through the other pictures quickly, deciding on a few to keep.
You sat on the couch next to Zayn, proudly showing him the photos you took.
"They look nice." He said plainly, an unreadable expression on his face.
You frowned but decided to take a few more pictures of the boys; as they went to start getting ready for the show, you ran to catch up with Zayn and say thank you for the shirt, he just nodded at you silently, and you go to go get ready and put your headphones in listening to your music.
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Keep Driving
Roman pour AdolescentsY/N was a talented photographer who had always dreamed of working in the music industry. When you had the opportunity to work with One Direction as their photographer, you jumped at the chance. you were always professional and worked tirelessly to c...
