REFLECTIONS (A Zayn Malik FF)

Chapter 4

DENISE...

I watched as my teacher droned on and on about a candid shots. I've already studied that in advance and I just waited for her to tell the class about the activity. As I stared outside, I saw a pretty flower. That's a pretty flower. And so is that. And so is-

“Now, for your activity, I want you all to go outside and take candid shots of a certain topic I'm going to give you. We'll go in alphabetical order. Submit your memory cards by dismissal.” Mr. Myers said, interrupting my thoughts. I grinned. Usually, 'going I alphabetical order' meant calling surnames from the last to the first (Z-A). And guess who's the third to the last? I aaaaaaam.

After Mr. Myers finished giving out the topics, I was so happy to be in the 'Sports' topic. I just need to take a picture of people playing sports, and I knew just where to find those people. I went to the sports park right away, and after charming security to let me in (I supposedly couldn't because I wasn't going to play any sport) and a call to my teacher (don't ask me why I have my teachers' numbers), I was clicking away.

All my shots seemed pretty lame since it was pretty early, most players came before lunch. I sat on a patch of grass, looking at my pictures. These pictures would not make Mr. Myers happy. I pouted, thinking how I'm going to take nice pictures. I'm dying to have free time the rest of the day. “Not fair! You threw it while I was on the phone!” I heard someone say. My head snapped up and I saw two guys shirtless, playing frisbee. One of them was Zayn and the other was... Louis Tomlinson. I gasped. Was I really that lucky to see two celebrities shirtless? My inner fan girl was screaming for me to run to them and creep them out but I decided against it, thinking Zayn didn't want to be friends with a freak.

Instead, I clicked away on my camera, taking pictures of them throwing and running after the disc. I took around 30 pictures, since Mr. Myers needed 20. We students knew enough to give more that he wanted because he was very picky with the pictures. My camera was in my eye, and I was ready to take another photo when Louis shouted at me. “Hey! You there!” He shouted. He sounded...angry? And he was pointing at me. I lowered the camera and asked, “Yes?” I didn't notice he had walked to me and I think Zayn was following behind. “Are you part of the paparazzi? Why can't you idiots give us a break from pictures? And I had told security to keep away people with cameras!” he ranted. I couldn't help but smile ( I actually wanted to grin but I was scared he might take my teeth away). His outburst was so funny. I mean, do I look old enough to be papz? Plus, I don't look that evil, right?

“Mate, what's happening here?” Zayn asked, finally arriving Louis's side. “This- this girl is snapping photos of us.” Louis explained, pointing to me. Zayn looked at me and you could see the hidden surprise in his features. You can tell he obviously wasn't expecting me, but guess what? I wasn't expecting him too. The surprise I spotted was soon replaced by a smirk. Why can't he stop smirking? Do boys have a thing for smirking? Why do they even smirk? I mean, it's not li- “You couldn't get enough of just seeing me that you had to take pictures?” Zayn asked, interrupting my thoughts. What's up with people interrupting my thoughts? I gasped. “No. It's my thing. A school thing, I meant, I study in the Uni here and apparently, I'm in the photography class and I was assigned to take candid sports photos. I wasn't even expecting you to be here.” I explained calmly. But inside, I was dying to rip my head off. I just embarrassed myself in front of two-fifths of One Direction.

Louis looked at Zayn, as if asking him if they were going to believe my story. Zayn smiled at me and sat down beside me. “ I want to see if I look hot in your photos!” He said, grabbing the camera from me. He didn't even ask for my permission! Louis sat down beside me and rubbed his nape. “Sorry if I scared you with my little outburst. I'm just tired of the paparazzi being all around us.” he explained, offering me a sorry smile. I smiled back. “Oh, that's fine. They can get really clingy, based on what I see from E! News.” I said, earning a laugh from Louis. I just made Louis Tomlinson laugh, can this day get any better?