So Close ...Yet So Far (A Harry Styles Fan-fiction Book). ♥

The Photo Shoot

I've almost spent two hours just being filmed for some clips. These were needed for my "profile" as the photographer says. So far, they have changed me into 5 different outfits. This dress-up game reminded me of when Lola and I used to exchange clothes.

The clothes were just the type I would wear. I previously wore a beige dress that came to my knees with some black high heel shoes.

I had a very hard time with my shoes though. I told them that I can't and don't wear heels, but my stylish, Jessica said not to worry.

"Don't worry," she said cupping my face "You'll survive."

From then, we continued the photo shoot. I changed into my last and final outfit. It was my favorite so far. the outfit was simple and comfortable.

" Okay, now I want you to smile as you would normally do." She said adjusting my scarf.

"And try walking a bit slower for an angled picture."

I walked slowing as auggested, posed and brightly smiled.

At this time, I was thinking of how lucky I am and how all this is happening so fast. All of this is happening so fast and for a second, I doubt that I am ready for the fame. I've always been the shy one at school. I've always been afraid of being accepted by people. Now how afraid would I be of being accepted by the whole entire world!? I know for a fact that not everybody will like me.

I posed again for the camera.

>>>>>>>>>>>5 minutes later

"We're done!" Jessica yells. I giggled at her childless. Even though she's in her thirties, she acts like a 5 year-old.

"Um... We just need one more shoot. Just one more."

"Ok, so now I want you to walk from there to here." She said pointing to the back of the white background and back to her.

I turned around and elegantly walked to the back of the photo-shoot. I turned to go back and I saw him.

There he was.

He was standing at the door. Arms across each other. Troussled hair. Ripped jeans. White shirt. Worn out combat boots and a gorgeous smile splattered across his face.

He's here. But why? Wasn't he suppose to be with the other four?

It wasn't long as he strides towards me.

Ok. Breath in. Breath out.

"Hi!" I chirped out before he even closely approached me

"Hey." He said while chuckling. What was funny? Did he know how nervous I was?

"How are you?"

"Nervous." I admit. Now that I think about it, that was probably not a good idea. I shouldn't have told me how I felt. I just shouldn't have.

"Don't worry, you'll do great. I saw you earl...

"Sophie we need to go for rehearsal!"

Jessica yelled.

"I'm coming!"

"I have to go." I said turning to face Harry.

"I also have to go. But I'll see you later?" He said but it sounded more like a question. It was as if he wanted to see me.

"I don't know Harry." That was all I could manage to say. Some part of me wanted to say 'yes' but the other part contradicted.

"I have a lot of rehearsing to do. I also have to um... I also have to do stuff."