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JANI'S POV
It's shooting day. We're filming the music video for our hit song, Cherry Pie. The video concept is a little childish, but the guys and I are having fun, so what's to complain about? Plus, the model we got for the video is hot.
When Y/N Y/L/N came over the day of the auditions, I knew we had to have her as the model in our video. She's been gaining a lot of popularity lately. Appearing on the covers of well-known magazines and even in an Aerosmith music video! I begged the guys in the band to vote for her to be in our video because, one, she'll attract attention to the viewers, and two, I need to score a fucking date with her.
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"Alright, guys!" The director holds his megaphone up to his mouth. "That's a wrap!" He smiles.
I sigh a breath of relief at the fact that we're done shooting after a long day. The last scene that was filmed was with a fire truck, where we had to hose Y/N down. It made the most sense to shoot that scene last because her clothes would get all wet. So, she stands on set, water dripping off her, smiling at the fact that the director has finally called it a day.
I watch her from a distance. My eyebrows frown as I try to think of a way I could possibly ask her out. I feel a pat on my shoulder and turn to see Jerry standing with a towel in his hands and a smirk on his lips.
"Here, I think your little crush might need this." He hands me the towel. I take it and look back at Y/N.
"She doesn't have a boyfriend, right?" I asked Jerry.
He shakes his head. "Not that I know of. You better get her while you can, Jani. I know a lot of guys that would kill for her." He chuckles.
"That takes the pressure off." I scoff, looking back at Jerry. I glance down at the towel in my hand and decide to walk over to Y/N.
She notices me getting closer to her, and she beams over me. "Hi Jani!"
"Hey Y/N." I nervously chuckled. "Here, this might be useful." I hand her the towel, our hands brushing together. "Sorry for spraying you down." I laugh.
She wraps herself tightly in the towel. "It's okay." Y/N giggled.
"You were great today." I hum. "I think the video is gonna turn out great."
"Thank you. That means a lot." She smiles. God, her smile is so alluring. "I had a great time filming today. The band is fun to be around."
Our conversation gets cut short when Erik interrupts us. "Guys, we're going out at a bar just down the street. Wanna join us?"
Y/N looks down at herself and grins. "I would need to change before."
"Oh, shit, yeah," Erik says.
"Umm, how about you guys go ahead and leave, and Y/N and I will join you after. Is that good?" I ask.
Erik smirks, knowing what I'm trying to accomplish here. "That works for me. Here are the keys to lock up the studio." He throws over a set of keys, and I slip them in my pocket.
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