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"Good job today y/n" her boss said patting her on the back in congratulations "these pictures are gold, well done" She looked regretfully down at the developed photo stuck on a page of paper with the caption
' Benedict Cumberbatch cheating on his fiancé?'
With a photo of him and a friend walking through a crowd full of people, him holding her hand to make sure she didn't get injured. It was horrible she knew that. To ruin someone's life by making up shit and publishing it for the world to see. Not only will this give him a newly bad reputation, but it could ruin his family. She didn't want that, but her job was a hard decision.
She had to chose between ruining her family or someone else's.
She wasn't the richest of people. Her mother was ill and couldn't do much for herself, didn't work and sometimes didn't get out of bed. Her little sister just age 5 obviously couldn't earn an income so it was down to her. This job was the only one she could find. She hated it but there was no escape for her. Plus it paid well and she was never expected as a paparazzi when she went out- it was perfect.
"Thank you, sir" she said shooting him a fake smile. She felt so guilty - it was torture sometimes.
"As you seem to be our best at managing to take decent photos of celebrities that can be made into stories, Im sending you out to spot Ashton Irwin, apparently he's going to club 27 tonight, you'll be paired with Shaun, go into the club undercover and try and be as secretive as you can, you know his reputation with the paparazzi so be careful, you can go and get ready now, Shaun will pick you up at 9" he said walking into his office and leaving her to pack up her few items and leave. She left to go home and get ready to go out.
She couldn't help but worry about this. Ashton Irwin had a reputation with the paparazzi. He had gone so far as to beat one poor guy until he ended up in hospital.
She didn't want to end up like that, she didn't doubt for one second that he would do that to her if she annoyed him.
She was under cover aswell, the worst type. Paparazzi weren't allowed to go into the clubs but undercover hopefully no one would notice her. Some people who did this job loved ruining others lives. She hated it. She dreaded it.
Although this wasn't going to ruin Ashton's life in any way, but it was still an invasion of his privacy.
She had just arrived with Shaun at the club, her camera in her clutch just waiting to be used. There was a flash of photographers and paparazzi outside, they were annoying and y/n really didn't like them as they got all up in people's faces.
But that's what she did, she was part of them, she was no better. Ashton had apparently already arrived, y/n and Shaun just had to try and spot him through the cloudy mist of the club. It was almost packed with people, tipsy or drunk, no sober people except the two of them.
