One Direction And Another?

Keirall-Thoughts in Snapshots

All right. Time for the hard stuff, I think, as Harry, Niall and Louis exit, Liam and Zayn close behind them. It's amazing how well they work together-practically brothers-and they've only know each other for nearly three years. And here I am, the intruder, somehow having to fit into this tightly interwined friendship. Honestly, what was Simon thinking? Yeah, sure, since their last album, their success has pretty much been all downhill, but I'm sure they don't need a new member to surge back into the charts! Anyway, a six-person band hasn't been seen since the S-Club times, so how the hell that's going to work out, I'll never know...

"Keirall? Sorry to distract you from your daydream, yes those boys are attractive, but I do want to finish this photoshoot today..."

"Huuh? What? No, I wasn't thinking about that!" I exclaim, jolting slightly at John's wake-up call. I look down suddenly, and fiddle with the edge of my top "But you were half right, I guess...I was thinking about them,"

"Freeze. Look up at the camera. Yeah, like that. Perfect," John finishes taking a few pictures, then lowers the camera from his eye and nods "I don't blame you. One Direction have done quite a bit the last few years; and now you're expected to live up to it within the first album. It's a lot to put on a person,"

I look up at him, then nod. "Not to mention their friendship. That's what I was thinking about. How on earth am I going to not screw this up for them?"

"Smile for me. There we go. Maybe," he says, once again moving his camera from his eye(seems like he enjoys capturing things in the moment) "You'll do the opposite. The critique for their last album was probably the harshest in history-and most of it wasn't even honest, just biased. You could help them, all of them. Don't think so lowly of yourself, Keirall,"

I ponder on his words, taking them in. Maybe.

"Yeah, I guess. Thanks, John,"

"No problem. Now, do you want to do something more fun? I have a wind machine...and a stereo system..."

"Brilliant! Music and a wind machine? That's awesome!" I grin at him, and he snaps another picture before beaming back. As he takes out his iPod Touch to pick out some songs, I tap him on the shouder "Hey, since I need a little...revision on One Direction, could you possibly play their songs?" I scramble around my brain, trying to bring up the name of their first album that my friend Jennifer was always talking about at the time. Ah. Got it. "Preferably from Up All Night?"

John laughs, obviously noticing how hard I had to think to even remeber the name of their first album.

"Yeah, sure. You're right, you do need a little One Direction revison..."