She's Not Afraid (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 1

I arrive at the set today to see a dressing room with the label "One Direction" oh dear god, anyone but them!! All my friends are in love with them, they are all I hear about, my work is how I get away from it all. Now I have to do a photoshoot with them... FOR COSMO MAGAZINE. Everyone is gonna see this!

"Aria, your dressing room is waiting. C'mon the boys are almost ready!"

"Right, thank you Michelle"

I go into the dressing room and find a white dress, very simple and what seems to be form fitting. I put it on and then a hairstylist and makeup artist come in and fix me up. They straighten my hair and do a waterfall braid around my whole head. Then the makeup artist goes pretty light, giving me mainly pinks and natural skin tone colors. They finish and tell me to head right out with the boys. I really don't understand why they want a girl in the shoot with the five most famous boys in the world, I'm probably gonna get hunted down for this. 

I walk out and see the boys dresed in all black. They all have on tuxedos and I realize how much I am going to stand out. They all turn to look at me and no one says anything, wow I feel like Cinderella right now. Maybe these boys aren't that bad... No. I cannot like them. That goes against everything I have told my friends.

I walk over and one boy with very curly hair says, "Hi, I'm Harry"

Oh man... they have accents. The rest of the boys say their names and I am trying to remember them all, but who can even try and pay attention with Harry right there staring into my soul. I realize they are done and are just looking at me so I smile and say, "Hi, I'm Aria"

Harry smiles at me and says, "You're beautiful"

I try not to let the flattering get to me. These are just boys, they will say anything to get a girl. Even though they can practically have any girl in the world, just not me. I say, "Thank you Harry. But it is all my hair stylist and makeup artist. I really had nothing to do with it." 

Before he can reply, the photographer says, "Aria, why don't you get in the middle of the boys and I'll see where to go from there."

"Okay"

I jump into the middle right between Louis and Liam. The photographer says, "Okay. We are going to try and make it look like all of you boys are chasing after her and treating her like a angel, hence the white. And then we will do solo shots. I want Harry and Niall, one each side of her. Zayn you kneel on the ground in front of her. Louis and Liam you each stand next to Niall and Harry."

Harry swoops in on my right side with that ever so charming smile. The photographer tells him to put a hand on my hip and when he does I jump at the surge of electricity I feel run through my body. He says, "I'm so sorry dear, did I scare you?"

"Your hands are just cold, that's all."

I end up grabbing Niall's arm while the rest of the boys just gaze at me. I couldn't really think about anything other than the was Harry's hand feels on my hip. Maybe it won't be so bad if I like him...

We take a couple more photos, then four other girls come in. A girl to pose with each guy I guess. I go to pose with Harry, when he runs off to another girl. I am so stupid... Why would he like me? I'm just like every other model, I am only good enough till a better looking one comes along. I should have known. Wait... I did know, and I let that charming smile talk me right out of it. Ugh, I hate guys, they are all the same. Assholes.

I end up partnered with Liam which I am satsified with, I learned he is incredibly sweet and so respectful. He wouldn't even put his hand on my hip without my permission. It's time for shots of just the boys and all the other girls leave, I am just about ready when I here someone come from behind and say, "Aria right?" 

Awhh, how cute pretending to barely remember my name, like you don't care. 

"And what does it matter to you?"

"Whoa! Where did this come from?"

"Just go smile for your picture pretty boy"

I started to walk away and he yells. "Hey! What do you say to me taking you out tomorrow night?"

"Sorry, but I take my love life seriously, and I don't need yet another boy in a band to break my heart. But thanks for the offer, I'm sure the other model who you were flirting with would love to take you up on that offer." 

And I walked to my dressing room, that's that. I'mm never gona have to see him again.