Make A Wish(One Direction Fanfiction)

15: Remember This Day

CHAPTER 15

*Mia's POV*

"What time is it?" I asked to no one in general. Harry slid his phone out of his back pocket.

"2:34." he said. My eyes widened... time was going by way too fast. I danced my fingers along the arm of the wooden bench that I was sharing with Louis at the park. The other boys were sitting on the fluffy green grass around us.

"Are you ready for event number three?" Louis screeched in my ear, causing my to squeal in surprise and almost fall off the bench.

"There's another?!" I laughed. Louis just stood, pulled me up, hooked our arms, and skipped towards the car dragging me in tow. I heard the other boys chuckle and get to their feet in order to catch up with us. I felt the hem of my dress flutter in the breeze and quickly held it down with my free hand, but I knew I was too slow as Harry's sexy wolf whistle echoed around us. I rolled my eyes and blushed (again) as I kept my hand clamped down at the end of my dress.

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Approximatley 22 minutes later, I found myself looking up at a large plain white building. The word "Photografiti" was written in curly pink letters right above the grey door.

"This looks like a prison." I thought out loud. Zayn gasped.

"This, my dear, is where the magazine cover magic happens! You can pose for hours as people fawn over you and capture your face forever! This is Photografiti!" He exclaimed, raising his arms to the building as if it were heaven.

"Wait, you seriously are that vain? I always thought it was a joke!" I winked, bumping my hips to his. He pouted.

"Aw, Zayney boy, we love you for who you are," Niall chimed in. I laughed at the two as they pranced into "Photographee" looking as though they were jumping on clouds. Louis, Liam, and Harry followed, Harry holding the door open for me and bringing up the end of our people train.

"Ahhh, my favorite boys, you are here!" I heard a nasally voice ring out. I glanced around in surprise, trying to find the source of the voice. I had to keep my mouth from dropping open as my eyes landed on a man standing in the doorway.

His pink and white hair was styled alot like Zayn's quiff, but it clashed shockingly with the orange scarf wrapped around his neck. Luckily, his white, heart shaped glasses and thin blazer went with it nicely, along with the tight sky blue slacks. His tan booties clacked on the hardwood floor as he walked to us.

"Gustav!" Liam grinned widely. Actually, all the boys looked genuinely happy to see this 'Gustav' guy.

"Yes, hello, hello all." Gustav gave kisses on each cheek to the boys until he reached me.

"And who is this delectable treat?" he purred. I stepped back instinctively.

"Don't worry, he's not... into girls." Harry reassured me with a whisper.

I laughed and reached to shake Gustav's hand, but was instead pulled into a tight hug. I hugged him back, immediately feeling comfortable around him.

"This is Mia. She's hanging with us today." Harry explained.

"Lucky her. So boys, is there a specific reason I get to enjoy the pleasures of your company today?" Gustav asked. Niall approached him and whispered something; Gustav's face lit up like a Christmas tree.

"Oh, that's perfect! Of course! I'll go set up!" Gustav half sang as he scurried away. I pouted.

"You guys never tell me anythinggg." I whined.

"What would be the fun in that?" Harry winked. "Now stay here. Me and the boys have to get ready." They escaped before I had time to ask what for.

"Readyyy!" I recognized Gustav's voice just before he appeared in the doorway. He leapt behind me and placed two hands on my shoulder in order to guide me through the door he had just come through. Once we reached the other side, I gasped- in front of me was a huge, realistic beach setting surrounded by cameras and lights. I slapped my hand to my forehead and giggled. Of course, it was obvious, we were doing a photo shoot! I couldn't think of a better way to remember this day.

"Mia darling, put this on, quickly now! Your boyfriends are almost ready!" Gustav pushed a firetruck-red bikini in to my arms and shoved me towards a door disguised as a surfboard. I went inside and stripped off my carefully chosen outfit of the day and put on the swimsuit. I turned around to the mirror and my jaw dropped... I didn't look slutty! The halter top fit nicely and my girls weren't falling out, and the bottoms covered just the right amount of my.. buttocks. I don't know, I can never think of a word that doesn't sound weird to talk about butts. Stop judging.

I folded up my clothes and arranged them nicely in the corner for when I was to change back into them. Right before I was about to exit the small dressing room, I caught another glance of myself in the mirror. This time, my flaws stood out like weeds in a field of flowers. My stomach wasn't flat, my thighs were big, my tan was uneven... the list went on and on. I dropped to the ground and did a couple speed sit ups and push ups, then popped up, straightened out my bikini and wig, and strutted out as if I had all the confidence in the world.

"Our baby girl is all grown up!" Louis fake sobbed when he saw me. All the other guys' heads turned towards me, whistles and "damnnnnn"-s raining down on me. I giggled and posed, but I was enjoying my view as well. All the guys had low rise swimming trunks on... except Louis. He wore a speedo that wouldn't have been big enough for me.

"Let's get started, lady and gentleman!" Gustav shouted, reminding me of his presence as I had almost forgotten he was still there.

For the next who knows how many minutes, we posed and danced in front of the many angled cameras and lights. As we neared the end of our session, Harry scooped me up bridal style and grinned to the camera as he tickled me. I put one hand on his chest urging him to stop and the other wrapped around his neck to keep myself steady as I through my head back in laughter.. I'm really, really ticklish. The snap of a camera clicked and I grinned with the knowledge that that would be my favorite picture.

"NOOOO!" Zayn yelled. I looked over at him from Harry's arms in time to see him barreling at Louis who was giggling and running away with his arms thrown high over his head. Before I knew it, they had both sent Harry and me flying.

"Umph- " we landed with a thud, me on top of him. I blushed as I noticed our position.

"Sorry- let me just-" I stuttered as I attempted to get off of him.

"SHIT." Harry yelled out and reached down to his area. My gaze followed his hand until I saw that I was kneeling right on top of where... yeah.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" I gasped, once again trying to get off but only managing to flop on top of my celebrity crush once again, our legs entangled. Harry let out a deep, slightly pained chuckle and pulled my closer by snaking his arms around my waist.

"I'm fine right here." he tried to whisper, but his voice came out slightly squeaky due to the pain I had accidentally caused. I giggled but breathed back,

"Me too."

Harry's big, warm hands found their way to my neck as he stared into my eyes.

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A/N

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