The Photographer (Louis Tomlinson Story)

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Hii guise.

Sorry I haven't updated. I just. I don't even have any reason I'm not updating. I'm just lazy.

Well here's this. It probably sucks.

Oh and by the way. The guy that runs the desk, Jack, is Jack Quaid from the Hunger Games. Hotnessss.

Kisses,

Brianna xx.

Megan's P.O.V.

I woke up right when I said I was going to. 8 AM. Gross.

Well anyway I got up and got in a nice warm shower. After I got out, I picked out my outfit. Black dress pants and a nice top.

By the time I was ready and left, it was 8:45. I had 15 minutes to walk to work. But it wasn’t that far, so I should make it.

I got to the studio right at 9:00. I walked in and walked up to the woman at the front desk.

“Hello, my name’s Ariya. How can I help you?” the woman smiled at me.

“Hi. My name’s Megan Mitchell. I’m a new photographer here. I’m supposed to start today?” I replied.

She typed something into her computer and then smiled. “Ah, yes, Megan Mitchell. It says here you moved all the way from America. Can I ask why?” Ariya asked.

“I just needed to get as far away as possible from my parents.” I replied laughing lightly.

"I feel you,” Ariya replied. “Well if it’s ok with you, we have a shoot set up for you today at 11. Do you think you’ll be ready?” 

“Definitely.” I answered smiling.

“Ok. Let me show you to your office. And by office, I mean studio.” Ariya told me with a smirk on her face.

She took me down a long hall and opened a door into a huge room.

“Here’s your studio. Do with it what you will. And come get me if you need anything.” She told me walking away.

My own studio. This is going to be the best job I’ll ever have.

***

Louis’ P.O.V.

“Come on Louis! You know they do our hair there!” Liam yelled at me from the front door.

“I’m coming!” I yelled back. I combed my fingers through my hair one more time before walking out of the bathroom. I always do my hair at home because I hate how the stylists do it at the photo shoots.

I got out to the car and took a look at all the other boys. They looked really bad today. I mean they usually look bad when we go to photo shoots, but they usually don’t look this run down.

“What happened to you guys?” I asked.

“Harry snoring happened to us.” Zayn answered closing his eyes and leaning his head back.

“I can’t help it if I snore. I’m sleeping!” Harry snapped back.

“Shh! Don’t screw with my hour to sleep right now!” Niall snapped.

Everyone shut up then. Niall never snapped. He must be really tired.

I forgot we have to drive an hour away to a new studio. All thanks to that stupid photographers that leaked all the pictures a month before they were supposed to be released.

It’s going to be a long drive...

An hour later, filed with more of Harry’s snores and everyone else’s complaints, we arrived.

We went in a back entrance so we didn’t get mobbed by all the fans waiting outside. There was a very nice looking girl that met us there.

“Hi my name’s Ariya. I’ll show you to the studio you’ll be taking your pictures in. Follow me.” she said smiling.”

We all followed her to a room that was down a long hall.

“Here we are. Let me know if there’s anything I can get you.” And with that she walked away.

We went in the door and came into a huge studio. There was a girl hanging pictures on a wall to our right.

“Uhmm. Hello.” Liam said, which made the girl jump and turn around.

Wow. She was beautiful.

***

Megan’s P.O.V.

Well it was only 10:30, so I guess I’ll start decorating.

I took out a few pictures that I took with me and found some tape. First, I put up the picture of me and Kennedy on our 8th grade graduation. Next, I hung up my picture from when I met Justin Timberlake. And lastly, my picture of me and my first camera. That was the best day of my life.

FLASHBACK

“Ok Megan. There’s one more present.” My mom said with a huge smile on her face.

It was my 13th birthday and right now my mom, dad, best friend Kennedy, and I were having my birthday dinner and opening my presents.

I walked over to the medium sized box and picked it up. It was slightly heavy. I walked back over to my parents and sat back down in front of them.

“Well, open it!”  Kennedy screamed. She hated surprises.

I tore off the paper to reveal a box for a camera. But not just any camera. A Canon PowerShot SX50. My dream camera.

I was speechless. I literally couldn’t form any words. All I did was run up and hug my mom and dad.

“Thank you” I whispered, starting to cry.

END OF FLASHBACK

Right as I finished thinking about that day, I heard someone start talking.

“Uhmm. Hello.” I heard a male voice say. I jumped and then turned around. I saw six men standing in my studio. And one of them really caught my eye.

Wow. He was handsome.