Ronan: To the Moon and Back

12. Rae's Unusual Urge for Photoshoots

Its one of those sunny days, where the weather in London is actually nice, somewhere between the sun warming bodies and then beginnings of fall just nipping at your skin. The sun had decided to stop being shy and come out to play and enlighten the city with its presence. Maybe, it's because of the sun, that causes an idea to pop up in Raelyn's mind, as most of her thoughts mimic a jack-in-the-box.

Another Friday comes around the corner, meaning the usual post Hospice visit lunch is in full. Has been for the pass month and a half when Niall decided that the lunch Raelyn was eating in the cafeteria was a crime against good food, and declaring her tea to be an absolute sin. Due to the six sugar packets next to the cup (she never puts sugar in her tea according to Louis and does Niall hear that all the damn time because she is all Louis talks about lately) and quite literally drags her out of the Hospice and into their waiting car.

Despite the apprehensive looks their one bodyguards, Preston, gave her the whole time, until Rae kindly defended herself - "He's quite forceful when he wants to be, nearly pull me arm out of me socket, so forgive me for unintentionally an unwillingly intruding on this lovely food outing. I'll be sure to tip my waitress though"-- which sparked a rather loud laugh from Louis himself and a prideful smirk on Niall's lips. Now, apparently, it was her turn to choose the location.

"That's just how it is, Rae. Like spin the place where going to eat bottle...or a ketchup bottle. Heh." Harry explained, earning a loving pat on his shoulder from Rae herself.

So Rae chooses a secluded little hole in the wall burger place. It's fairly new and she only heard about it through her co-worker, Max, the week prior, who mentioned it when he tried to ask out Kari when she came to visit again. The place smells amazing, the scent of grilling meats and fried chips wafting up their noses, mouths watering from anticipation. 

Set in the back is a small patio, complete with rustic tables and chairs, with an open wooden overhang that cast shadows across the area. It's between the shadows when Rae thinks of it. The metal of Niall's fork to his mouth catch the shine of the sun, as he cackles loudly, briefly flashing as the gleam blinds her eyes for moment.

When the popping white lights had faded, Rae's eyes refocus on the blonde Irishman. The light reflects the blue of his eyes, twinkling with joy and shining like an oceans reflection on the surface. Niall has his head turned, for Louis had told a joke, in such a way, that Rae's fingers are twitching to get her camera. His profile is perfect and the way the sunlight hits his eyes is too good for any aspiring photographer to pass up; she wants to play with lightening for her next self declared project. 

Quietly, keeping her eyes trained on the boy, willing he doesn't move, she fishes out her camera. She takes all the protective caps off, and locks her lens. Holding it up to her eye, she focuses the lens quickly, finds the shot she wants and presses her index finger down on the shutter. They all hear the unmistakable sound of the camera, confusion, and slight panic from Paul who decided to come, setting in.

"It's just me. Don't move Niall." Rae speaks calmly so not to startle him, as he's about to shift over. "Freeze just like that. Don't drop your smile either, you're fine." She takes several others photos, angling her body and camera for different shots, smiling to herself. Satisfied, she finally sets her camera down on the table, looking up and noticing the curious looks on the faces around her; an amused expression on Louis'.

"Oh." She mutters sheepishly. "I'm sorry. I should have asked."

"Can I move now?" Niall questions, eyeing her from the corner of his eyes.

"Yes! Sorry. I just- the light was just perfect and I- like I couldn't pass up-your eyes were doing this thing and...yeah. Sorry."

Niall laughs heartily, shrugging his shoulders. "It's fine. I can't help my good looks."