Happily Never Texas.

Photoshoot and Surprises.

-Paris's POV-

''What?'' I laughed, spooning another mouthful of frozen yoghurt into my mouth. He looked at me with disbelief.

''Just wondering how you can eat SO much, and still have a hot lil bod.'' He smirked.

''Oh.'' I smiled. ''I'm just lucky... That I get a lot of exercise, if you know what I mean.'' I winked.

''F*ck.'' He muttered, then quickly looked at his watch. ''S*it, I think you're late!''

My eyes widened. I quickly sprung up, and left some money on the table in the frozen yoghurt shop, and sprinted out, in a disguise of course.

Ash just had his hair tied up, with a obnoxiously large hat on, and a posh suit. We looked so funny.

Today I had a photo shoot with Marilyn, for the front cover of a magazine. The name escaped my mind, but it was a popular one.

''SO sorry I'm late.'' I strut into hair and makeup. ''That frozen yogurt was simply too good. I had to eat it all.'' I bit my lip, earning a grin off Ash.

''I'll see you later, hottie.'' He entwined his hands with mine, and kissed my lips. ''You're gonna look so f*cking hot.''

''Always.'' I laughed. ''Love you!''

The second he left, the stylist had begun with my hair, we agreed to go for a new cut and style, to fit the sexiness of the shoot.

He parted my hair in the middle, and ran the comb through my now wet hair.

''So the front would come to here!'' He held the comb an inch or two above my chin. ''And the back mid ear length?''

''I can see the vision of it right now, it's going to look hot.'' I looked at myself with long hair for the last time, and nodded. ''Work ya magic!''

* * * * *

I stood to the side in the full length mirror, my hair and makeup was fully done, and I was dressed in the sexiest clothes ever.

Black faux leather jacket, full of studs, spikes and chains. I wore a see through crop top, with black tape in the shape of X's underneath, tiny black panties, and huge patent black heels.

My hair was another level of hotness. The cut was so sexy, and short, and dyed back black, but ombred white and grey.

Then my makeup, dark heavy smokey eyes, and blood red lips.

I strode out onto set, and heard dozens of dozens of wolf whistles. See, they knew a hot girl when they saw one. I blew a kiss at them, and walked over to my dear Marilyn.

''Hi baby. How'd you like it?'' I did a little twirl. He looked me up and down and pulled his sunglasses down.

''Flawless.'' He winked, then pushed the sunglasses back up. I smiled my sexy signature smile and thanked him.

The shoot went really well. It was so sexy, and dark, and mysterious. At one point after our second outfit change, I had blood poured all down my chest, and some on my lips, I even had bits smeared into my hair, and my hands were completely covered.

My fave shoot yet!

''Ahhh I'm in love.'' I grinned at the photos on screen as the photographer showed us. ''Can you print this one off, pretty please.'' I pointed to one of me in a leopard print leotard, I had fake blood all over me, my lips were covered in a very glossy black lipstick. My new fave photo of me. ''It's for my boyfriend.''

''For sure, I'll have it printed in 10!''

''Thank you so much.'' I kissed his cheek. ''I'll be back in a minute.''

''Make me look completely different.'' I smiled at my stylist. I had a love hate relationship with wearing disguises, it was annoying, but sometimes so fun.

''Your wish is my command!''

I opened my eyes, ahh she'd made me look like a completely different person, again! She was a genius.

I had a honey blonde long wig on my head, a tight fitting red dress that reached my knees, some doc martens, and an adorable white cardigan.

* * * * *

''Babe! I got you a gift.'' I pulled the huge tube out of my handbag. The photographer was so sweet, he printed out a huge poster sized photo for my baby.

He was lay on the hotel bed, writing stuff down in a little journal. A few seconds later, he looked up at me.

''What is it?''

''Here!''

I sat down on the bed, and handed him the tube. ''It was one of my favourite photo from today, I wanted you to be the first to own a print.''

I watched as he opened it, and slid out the poster. His eyes practically bulged out of his head. ''F*ck. I-'' He breathed. ''Are you even real?!''

''Duh!'' I pulled of the wig, and the cardigan. ''I have fake blood in my hair still, but I think it looks kinda rad, don't cha think?'' I moved the poster out of the way and climbed on his knee.

He ran his fingers through my hair. ''You are so hot.'' He kissed my lips. ''The hottest ever.'' He kissed me again. ''W-''

''Excuse me.'' I frowned, and ran to the bathroom. I locked the door behind me, and turned the taps on, then puked my guts out. Again.

I quickly brushed my teeth, and walked back out into the bathroom. ''Paris?'' He raised his eyebrow.

I frowned and sat back down on the bed. ''I've been having constant morning sickness these past few weeks.''

He came and wrapped his arms around me, then pulled me onto his knee. His lips made contact with my neck. ''I wouldn't be mad if you were.''

I turned to face him, and stared into his eyes. ''Really?''

''Mhm. I love you, Paris.'' He cupped my face in his hands. ''If it turns out you're pregnant, then I think I'd be pretty happy- if you would be okay with it too.''

''Pretty sure I would.'' I smiled.

His lips pressed against mine, and his fingers ran through my hair. My heart was beating so fast at the possibility of this.

''Let's find out for sure tomorrow.'' He whispered.