Why am I the only one speaking? (hawks x reader)

Part 3- Im not a model!

"Me??! Whyyy?" I crossed my arms, he laughed

"Because all the other ones suck and you actually make me on time.." he nudged my shoulder with his left wing

"Perfect! Remember this is all done at my agency Momos agency, remember that kids!" She smiled and walked away

"But I'm older- never mind let's go get something to eat Y/N! Tonight" he glared at me with a joyful look however I had to decline.

"Sorry my friends are taking me to a club! Well I think" I add

"Oh It's okay we can just get me changed and then I'll take you home, how about it?" He pleaded

"Yeah get changed freak" I giggled while he pouted.

"Hey you too! I've just seen an amazing vision, what's ur name kid" the director came to us and saw me and him "It's Y/N-" okay no need for the whole details anyways your quite the looker, go put this on" he hands me a sleek dress and pushes me towards a changing room

"Oh!" I had no time to think, hawks laughed his ass off on the outside of the changing room, "you better shut your ass up" I change into the dress, it was almost wedding worthy! It was long however white completely contrasting hawks and his black baggy pants with no bright colours, it felt suffocating.

I come out and people stare, the director yaps while pushing me into a makeup chair telling the artists what he wanted and the hairstylists the exactly hairstyle, I wasn't listening until I felt a shiver on my back, was someone staring?

The woman stops doing my hair and shows me a mirror, I see my make up and hair and oh my it doesn't even look like me, togas make up on me is causal but this is something so elegant.

Before anything else, the director puts me in his office and gives me water before leaving, WHATS GOING ON?? I hear the door open and the woman fully clothed now comes and kneels down In front of my face before pouring cold water all over my head, what .the .hell. "What are you trying to do girl, steal my man! This is war" she grins at her foolish doing and walks out the office, I couldn't even move or speak, tears fall from my eyes. Weak. Fragile. To be honest I never liked being looked down on but it was too overwhelming now. My thoughts were shot away when the door opened, the director gasps and smiles brightly "perfect! This final finish is so much better!" I look slightly confused at him.

He pulls me to the make up station and brings hawks too, the director pours water all over hawks and all I could really stare at is his beautiful arms what glistened with the water all over them, my face heated up

"I'm sure I look like a mess right now.." he only smiled at my comment "you look like a model Y/N, ya sure you haven't done this before" he grabs my hand and directs me to the white photo shoot "I'm nervous" I slightly trip over my long flowy dress, he grabs my hand so I didn't trip again and sits me on a box next to him "Y/N just look all pretty" Momo shouted from the sidelines, pretty? How..

Hawks listened to what the director had to say, he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer aiming his wing up so it looked like he was carrying me up and the photo snapped,
The pose changed and he picked me up bridal style, I stared at the defined jaw as I was so shocked and still. After a few poses the end one was the same exact back to back but instead our hands were held together "perfect both of you!" The shots ended and I let out a huge sigh of relief

"Perfect! This is exactly what I'm looking for, looks almost like you guys have just been in water.. I wonder whose great idea was that." The director walked off talking to Momo about the photos and hawks came behind me and held my shoulders "let's get you changed before you get sick" he pushes me to a changing room and handed me some of my clothes "I think your missing my shirt?" I spoke, red blush on my cheeks "oh yeah.. uh I couldn't find it" he said scratching his neck

The witch, she definitely stole it this time! Of course she wants me dead at this point, "here have mine, he handed me a black plain T-shirt and left the room, I tucked it into my pencil skirt slightly, thank god it still looked good. I walked out and saw that hawks got dried up and dressed.

"Your hair is still wet" he mutters inspecting my wet hair, "it's fine.. it'll dry" I smile and he shrugged his shoulders

"Didn't your mother ever tell you, you'll get extremely sick if you have wet hair outside!"

Mother?..

-FLASHBACK-

"Mama..." my voice coarse calls out to my mother, my arms filled with bruises and cuts.. where was I? The space around me was completely dark, nothing in sight.

"Mama please.." I called out again, my heart hurt, really deep inside was a fire blooming, eating me alive... foot steps appear in the shrouded shadows "honey.." a shadow figure stood, open arms "come to mama" they spoke but it felt wrong.. this person.

They aren't mama!

-FLASHBACK END-

"Y/N!" He shakes my shoulders, I gazed up at his worried expression feeling tears on my cheeks "Whats going on!" He stoped shaking my shoulders and looked directly in my eyes "Are you okay?"

"Oh, sorry I'm fine" i brush his hands off my shoulders and walked towards the elevator "you promised to take me home" I sniffled, black lash from the tears.

"Of course my lady" he jokingly bowed down slightly while floating into the elevator.

We reached outside and the sky was the most beautiful orange mixed with pink colour, "you ready?" He smiled and i nodded my head walking towards where the cars were parked.

"Um, where are you going?" He laughed as I look behind towards him "to the car park? You sa-" he begins to full on have a laugh attack..

"I'm not driving you home, I'm flying you there!" He still chuckled while wiping his fake tears.

Fly? FLY? no no no, I must admit it would be pretty cool but this is someone I don't know..

"Come on! It'll be fun" he inches closer to me placing his firm hand on my waist, swooping me off my feet into bridal style. I strongly grip on to his fluffy coat as he begins to flap his enormous red wings until we were above all the tall towering buildings.

"Look down at the people Y/N!" He points but I couldn't help but hold even tighter onto his jacket knowing that were at least above where birds fly.. "shut up and fly me home" I wrap my arms quickly around his neck, I could smell a strong fragrance lingering in my nose. "You smell good"