You can imagine Anna as anyone you want, I don't even imagine her as a certain celeb, but this pic is what I imagine her wearing :) I forgot to put it in the last chapter so yeah
*Luke*
"I don't care how fancy this thing is, I'm not putting on a suit," I said to our new stylist, crossing my arms. Clearly she hasn't gotten the message that this band doesn't do 'fancy'.
"I know this isn't what you usually wear but trust me, it'll make you boys look so sophisticated! Not to mention the ladies can never resist a man in a suit," she argued back.
"Look, lady," Michael said with a deep sigh, "I thought you would've realized this by now but apparently you haven't. We're not sophisticated people. At all. And at this point we have an image to keep up so please give up on the suits and get us dressed before we're late."
"O-okay," the stylist-whose name I still didn't know-stuttered in response.
"I'm sorry about him, he really didn't mean to sound rude that's just how his voice sounds," Ashton smiled apologetically. "What's your name again?"
"Mel," she responded quietly.
"It's nice to meet you, Mel. So, what are we going to wear tonight?" He asked politely. It's so obvious that he's flirting with her and I can tell the other boys have noticed too, we're all giving him that look that you give your friends when they're with someone they like.
She blushed deeply and began passing out clothes to us, our outfits consisting of t-shirts that looked a bit nicer than the usual, black skinny jeans with no holes in them, a leather jacket for me, and a denim one for Michael.
After like an hour we were finally ready, the process taking longer than necessary because we can't sit still for very long while having our hair done. Ten minutes later we were being herded out of the building and into a limo while trying to get Ashton to stop talking Mel's ear off.
"So where are we going?" I asked the boys, realizing that all I knew about this event was that there's going to be a red carpet.
"Seriously, Luke?" Calum asked as they all started laughing. "It's the Star Wars premiere, remember?"
Oh yeah, they were telling me that earlier when I was pretending to have a headache during a meeting so I could put my head down and sneak in a nap. "Right, I remember now."
"You know who's going to be there, right Luke?" Asked Michael.
"Michael, how many times do I have to tell you that I don't want you setting me up with any groupies?" I responded with a deep sigh. Lately he'd been trying to get me laid because apparently I'm 'too uptight' and 'don't get enough action'. Honestly, I don't care. I'm really not looking for a relationship right now, the last one ended too painfully.
"No, Luke not groupies!" Michael exclaimed as if it was a stupid thought. "Little-Miss-Diva is going to be there! You know, your celebrity crush since before we were even famous?"
It took me a second to figure out who Mikey was referring to with that nickname but once I caught on my eyes were probably the size of dinner plates. I hadn't seen Anna since she dumped me five years ago and to be totally honest I'm not sure if I'm ready yet. I mean, there's going to be a lot of people there so we might not even end up face to face but the fact that there's a chance of that happening terrifies me.

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Diva
أدب الهواةin which an awkward boy falls for a well known actress and somehow sees what no one else can