Promised To Love // r.s.l.♡

17

"Hi, I'm here for...Spencer Watkins?" I asked one of the girls that was walking around the set with a clipboard. I still haven't got why they want a photoshoot outdoors when it looks like it could rain at any time.

"And you are?" She demanded.

"Charlotte B-Lynch"

"Bleach?"

"No, Lynch. L-Y-N-C-H" I told her. She instantly snapped to life- like a glowstick- and grinned at me. Swiftly, she took a hold of my arm and lead me to a string of caravans, all the way up to a guy that was speaking to who I assume is the photographer.

"This is Mrs Lynch" the girl said hurriedly and left. He took one good, long look at me with his blue eyes, and then a smile formed on his pale face.

"Hi" I chirped.

"Hello" he gave me his hand to shake. "I'm Luke, and I've organised the whole thing for my friend Victoria. She hasn't quite made it here yet, but will be here by the time we start taking photos. We spoke on the phone during Independence Weekend..?"

"Ooh, yeah. Well, it's nice to meet you in person" I smiled. "And your e-mail just told me to show up, so here I am"

"Fab" he nodded. "I'll show you to hair and make-up, and then we can get started"

For the next hour, I had 5 people working on my upper body, adding volume and...colours to my face. Following that, I was dressed in a fluffy sweater crop top, some distressed jeans and leather ankle boots to match the leather jacket on me.

"I'm aware that you're burning up in there but it's a Fall/Winter collection" Luke smiled as a girl approached us. "And this is the brains behind the magic: Victoria"

"I knew I could trust you; you look stunning, Mrs Lynch" she shook my hand.

"Please, call me Charlie. And how could I not, your clothes are adorable!" I smiled. "Do you have any guidance for me before we begin?"

"Think hipster college bad girl. The type to drink unsweetened black coffee, have a boyfriend in a band and wear thick Ray Bans" she said to me, ushering me to the nearest tree. "Basically stand here and look drop dead gorgeous"

I chuckled. "I'll try"

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I arrived home with my hair still big and extra curly and my make up looking amazing. A part of me wanted to tell Ross about this, and I wish I had because it was so much fun & far harder than I expected it to be.

But he would throw a hissy fit, then disagree, and then sulk, apologise, hug me and eventually give in. But the latter took a lot of work; but what's done is-

"I didn't know we were going out?" He pulled up around the corner of the bathroom and I shrieked. "Sorry, my love. But you look amazing; where did you go?"

"Promise not to get mad?" I pulled him into a hug in advance and he nodded. "I went along to that photoshoot and I know you're going to flip, but listen. It was so much fun, plus, it was harmless. I'm sure nothing will come out of this, alright?"

"Okay" he said simply. I looked at him. "What? I can't dictate your life, can I? If it makes you happy! But you're right, I'm slightly jealous, however, I have you all to myself now"

"I love you" I kissed his lips as he smiled.

"I love you too, now, how about you take off your make up and I help you make dinner, princess?" He suggested, leaving a kiss on my forehead.

"Okay" I grinned, walking into our room.