AMA-Con: The Compilation

Spark

Written by: @menggayden 

Prompt: A real world story where Maine is a newbie photographer and Alden is very much popular model and endorser. 

Prompt by: @mayumihabagat

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Oh my God. I gasped in my head; he's even more attractive in person. My jaw dropped as I stared at the man walking into my studio. His hair was tousled in all the right places, his jaw line—God, his jaw line. I wonder how it'd be like if he runs his ja—

"Are you done checking me out?" He asked cockily, making my jaw drop some more. Well, isn't he charming? Suddenly glad he cut me off of my fantasy.

"Actually, yes, I'm done checking you out." My voice sounding indifferent. What? I really was checking him out, no need to deny that. And besides, he already caught me. "Anyway, just to formally introduce myself, I'm Maine Mendoza and I will be your photographer for Preview's July issue," I held my hand out for him to shake.

I looked at him, his face looking shocked from who knows what. Probably because I actually admitted that I was checking him out. Bet he didn't expect that. I held back a giggle. He recovered after a while and reached for my hand.

Our skin touched, and all of the sudden, I felt electricity ran through my body. Shocked, I pulled my hand back. I glanced at him and noticed his expression, he felt it too. He looked shocked as I was. Weird, I thought.

He cleared his throat and smirked, "very nice to meet you, Maine. You probably already know who I am."

"Glad to finally meet you, Mr. Alden Richards." I suppressed a scoff. Wow, he's quite full of himself isn't he? Nevertheless, I smiled at him politely, "I look forward to be working with you."

And I really was, despite the first impression he gave me. This photoshoot would be my first break since I graduated a few months ago. I've been interning and doing workshops most of the time, and now that my mentor, who has been training me pretty much since I was still in college, offered me this break, I couldn't be any more thrilled. My mentor has connections with people in the showbiz industry, so I guess I'm lucky.

I excused myself to allow him to change into his outfits, and started walking back to my set to prepare but not after he said, "Oh, by the way, call me, Alden. I look forward to be working with you, too."

The way he said it though... It sounded sincere but there was something else there that I couldn't seem to comprehend. Shaking away the thought, I grabbed my camera and started adjusting the setting, taking random pictures as I do so to make sure the setting's just right.

I was so engrossed with what I was doing that I almost jumped back when Alden tapped my shoulder. I turned around, only to slam myself into his chest. Damn, he's hard. He grabbed my shoulders to steady me, and I felt it again, the spark.

I looked up at him, brown eyes already boring into me. His stare was so intense that it almost made me weak. I wanted to look away but couldn't. My eyes trailed from his eyes down to his lips. Those lips, they were full and pink, and totally kissable. Fuck, what's wrong with me? I've never felt like this before. Maybe it's because he's a celebrity, I told myself. Yeah, that was it. But I've met a few people in showbiz before; I've even worked with some of them during my internship. So what was it?

The sound of the door opening broke our contact, and I couldn't be more thankful for whoever walked in on us. Two men, I'm guessing, from Alden's glamour team asked if it was okay for Alden to come with them for touch ups, to which I nodded. After what just happened, I'd do anything to get some space away from him.