Photo Shoot (2)

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listen to talk dirty while reading :) at least the first bit

love ya xx

"Do I really have to wear a dress?" I whine to my stylist.

"Oh my god!" she runs her hands down her face. "Here, how about I let you wear your leather jacket over it?"

"I guess." I sigh. I hate dresses, absolutely despise them. Yet, here I am putting on a black and sparkly blue dress for a photo shoot. (I will link it) Speaking of which I know very little about. All I know is that it's for some teen magazine and there is going to be another band. I slide the strapless dress on and smooth it out. At least it is kinda bad ass. It is half black and half sparkly blue. I slide on my black leather jacket and walk out of the change room and to the make up table where my makeup artist is waiting. Ava and CeeCee are both getting their hair, makeup already done.

"Nice dress." Kay, my makeup artist says.

"Thanks, it looks kinda bad ass right?" She giggles and nods. Then she gets started on my makeup.

"Okay, girls are you ready?" Some person at the magazine comes to get us. "Hi, my name is Helen. I am a writer for 'The UK Sensation'. We are doing a photo shoot and then we will interview you girls. We are doing a double interview and shoot. Which means there will be another band. Have you been told who the other band is?" She pauses and we shake our heads. 'The UK Sensation'? As a little girl I loved that magazine!

"Well, then you are in for a surprise!" She leads us down a hallway and to a door that says 'Studio'. I can hear shouts, sounds like a bunch of boys messing around. She pushes the door open and I see the boys of One Direction messing around. Helen walks in but I take a few steps in and stop, as do CeeCee and Ava. A song ends and the speakers around the room start blaring 'Talk Dirty' by Jason Derulo. Zayn, Liam and Harry cheer. Well Harry has cheered up over the past week. Yea, it's been about a week since I met the one and only Harry Styles.

"It's our jam, let's do this." Harry shouts. They stand three in a row. Zayn in the middle and to his left Liam, and to his right Harry. As Jason say "Get jazzy on it." They start doing a dance. Pretty much everyone goes about their buisness, but the three dancing guys, Louis, Niall, CeeCee, Ava, and I. The photo shoot must have not started yet, because people aren't telling them to stop. I thought Zayn couldn't dance. Well he sure has improved. I think that this song itself is friggin sexy, but adding Zayn Malik, dancing like he is, it's enough to make any girl cream in their panties.

Once he says "Talk dirty to me." I almost faint because Zayn is doing this hip twist thing and it is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Jason says "Get jazzy on it" again and they stop. I turn to Ava. Her eyes are wide open and her jaw is dropped so low it practically touching the floor. Then I turn to CeeCee she is blinking really fast and her mouth is moving but no sound is coming out. Then I turn back to the boys and they finally notice us. Well Louis does. (I will link a video of the chorography later :) )

"Hey! Look who it is!" The other lads turn to us and Liam waves. "Come here, let me introduce you to the lads." Louis comes over to us and grabs my wrist he pulls me over to the guys and CeeCee and Ava follow.

"Lads this is Sasha, she is from 'Raindrops on Your Eyelashes'." They say hi and I wave. Louis turns to me and drops my wrist. "Sasha this is Liam." He points to Liam. Liam reaches out his hand and we shake hands. "This is Niall, warning he's a hugger." And just like he said Niall comes over and gives me a big hug. "This is Harry." Harry waves and I wave back. "And last but definetly not least, the one and only Zayn Malik." Zayn gives me a smile that makes my heart flutter.

"Nice jacket." He says and I look down at mine, the look at his. They are almost identical!

"I could say the same for you. I didn't think you could dance" I give him a smile. He smirks, ok Sasha keep breathing. In. Out. In. Out.

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