Take The Chance (A Limitless Novel) [Book 1]

Thirty-Six

While Jake and I hadn't had any time to be original again last night, we made up for it the next morning.

Dean and Caleb came around later in the morning to pick Jake, Tom and I up. I was to go along and take some photos that the band could upload to their Facebook so they could update the fans. I didn't mind, I enjoyed being around the boys and taking photos was like second nature.

We arrived at the radio stations studio, finding a massive crowd of girls out the front. Bill pulled me inside the radio stations building, leaving the boys with their bodyguards so they could meet some fans. I stood by the glass doors into the building, snapping a couple of photos of them socialising with their fans. It was nice to see them make sure to meet everyone, even if it was a pretty large group of people.

Two massive bodyguards guided the boys into the building thirty minutes later. They were laughing and talking about something a fan had said, or maybe they were just laughing at Caleb. Jake kissed me quickly on the lips before draping his arm across my shoulders as we walked towards the elevator in the building.

Once the boys were upstairs, the radio show host immediately started the interview. It was all pre-recorded, I wasn't all that surprised either. The boys announced their new album they would be bringing out in a month, after the European tour. They talked about how they would be going to Asia and Australia after the European tour, playing the new album for Australia first. I watched on was a smile on my face, snapping a couple of photos here and there of them.

After playing a silly game the presenter wanted them to play, Bill handed a cd to the guy who was producing the show. The boys shook hands with the presenter, the producer and a couple of other people in the room. It was then that we were able to leave.

On the way out the boys weren't allowed to stop, the massive group of people had nearly tripled in size and the bodyguards didn't think it was safe enough. We all piled into Dean's car, before starting the hour drive from London to Brighton.

Jake sat next to me in the back, holding our intertwined hands in his lap and talking quietly to me so that the others didn't hear too much.

"Bill wants us to practice our third album, make sure we are ready for the tour," Jake explained, his other hand tracing patterns across the back of my hand. Shivers crept up my spine, reminding me of the earlier in the morning and causing me to blush.

"That's okay, I'm going to go and buy Christmas presents," I smiled. I'd been paid for the first time earlier that morning and, whilst I was still horrified with the massive amount of money I'd been paid, I wanted to buy the boys presents.

"You're going to use the money?" Jake asked, genuinely surprised. I knew this was because I'd complained to him that it was way too much money. His reply had been something like 'get used to it, its less than what the last photographer earned' or something like that. It should have made me feel better, but I couldn't help but feel like Jake and I being together now confused it all so much more.

"You told me I should," I shrugged, not liking the idea of using it at all.

"Don't be like that, you know that you earned that money," Jake sighed, reading me so well. He could obviously tell I was still conflicted about the amount of money that was sitting in my bank account.

"I just don't want you to pay me more because I'm with you," I frowned, voicing a fear I was having. Jake raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, like I was being a complete idiot.

"Our management sort out who gets paid, so don't ever worry about that," he laughed and I felt silly all over again. I guess that was really how much live in photographers earned then. What a time to be alive.