Daniel is a cool, popular, dude. EVERYONE loves him they even knows that he's gay. But it takes 1 Instagram post, 1 hateful comment, to crumble his life up like a paper ball, like a shard of broken glass, being stomped on harshly
We're in the car right now. We are going to get our pictures taken for the Trust Fund Baby albumn. I totally hyped! We've worked SO hard on this for our fans so it means alot to us when our fans tag us saying they like out songs. I love out fans, we love our fans. I smile. I go back to thinking about our fans when Corbyn snaps in my face "Yo Daniel, we're here bro, Lez gooo" He jumps out of the car and runs with Jack and Zach following him running like Naruto. I shake my head and smile I love these guys. I jump out the car and follow them. Out manager decided for us to take out pictures in a 'warhouse' looking place. We walk inside to see a bucnch of cameras and stuff.
"Alrighty boys, you're going yo be getting your pictures taken and I want them perfect. So no messing around. Do I make myself clear?" Our manager says sternly giving a glare and Jack and Zach.
"What!" they both say looking at each other, "We didn't do anything!"
Jonah chuckles and says, "Let's get to work guys." I suddenly feel butterflies in my chest. Oh my, when did Jonas get that voice I wonder. I shake it off and head into my dressing room. I head in to see my favorite person on this staff, and No it's not me, shocking right, it's Carol. Carol is one of my favorite designers for our music and photo soots and other events. She's a strawberry blong (More strawberry if I do say so myself), brown freckles, blue eyes, and a curved face, and a southern accent.
"Hey sweety," she miles sweetly, "Hey C" I respond giving her a hug.
"Okay Danie, so I have a few clothes that I want you to try out since I do know your style." She's holding up 3 pairs of jeans on a set of hangers. She also has a few shirts, sweaters, and jackets. "Cool" I say sitting down in a random chair. Carol opens a container, with some make up. Then starts patting a little on my face since I don't exactly need make up. And No, It's not because I am a beautiful independant that corrects hoes (B.I.T.C.H), it's because, you don't need make-up to look beautiful. Only quoting myself.
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Carol looks something like this
"Sooo, Dani, andy cute guys lately?" She asks smirking. "Not really, but Harry Styles is still looking fine AF" I decided not to tell her about the Jonas encounter, then she repliese, "Yup, Harry's still looking like a snack, wait no, A FULL COURSE MEAL!" We look at each other and suddenly burst out laughing. The the door automatically opens and we see my manager. "What's going on her-" "Nothing sir" Carol and I both say at the sime time, AGAIN. He grunts and murmers something underneath his breath and closes the door walking out. We burst out laughing so hard that we had to clamp out hands over our mouths to muffle up our voices. When we do eventually stop laughing, Carol says, "Okay thats was close. Dani, try out some of these. I really want you to try these jeans on, I think they'll make your butt pop out" After hearing that I almost choke on air and I mutter, "What butt?" She looks at me and says, "Ha Ha very funny, now try these on!"
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" Okay, I want Jonah on the far left"
Carol and I finally figured out something for me to where. She loves the jeans and says that my butt looks bigger. I still don't understand what's going on with her eyes, I don't have a butt. I keep thinking about it then I think about the clothes i'm wearing. I decided on the pair of ripped jeans that Carol recommended, a cool T-shirt, a black jacket, and some white vans. I look pretty good. I'm deep in thought when a voice in my head says-
No *laughs* No ya don't
What the hell?I ignore the voice and then I hear someone calling my name, "Daniel, lastly you'll stand next to Jack. Try to look cool for gosh sakes. And DON'T smile like you always do." The photographer said in a rather annoyed voice. The photographers name is Zach (No hate to the real guy but seriously, I need someone to play the bad guy so.....)
Ouch that hurt, I wince at the guys voice. Honestly, I like smiling but I guess we're going with a serious vibe photo shoot. I walk over to where all the guys are, not smiling, and I lean on the metal bars and hold my arms across my chest. "Not like that idiot, hold your crotch or something, look impressive," Zach the photographer says, and then he mutters thinking I can't hear the hurtful words he says, "I swear they make me work with the dubest people, Jake Paul could do better" I feel like I been shot in the heart. It hurts so much but I gotta keep going. I do as he says, not smiling, and holding my crotch. I feel eyes on my, it's the boys. I look at them and they're all frowning, the look of sympathy in their eyes. Zach (Herron)is the first to speak, "Daniel don't listen to that dick, at least smirk or something. Do something BIG" I smile, classic Zach (Herron) alway trying to help. So when Zack the photographer tells us he's about to take a picture, I smirk, hold my crotch, and lean against the intercecting metal bars and the camera goes off. After the flash, I ask the photographer, "Was that good?" His reply was, "Ya, it looked resonable but we need some more pictures." The I smile, "Well, that sucks cuz, I'm leaving." I walk away and I hear his screaming. I smile more proudly and head to my dressing room. Carol is there and looks a me and says, "I didn't think the shoot was going to end this soon take your clothes off I'm gonna get some grape juice." I nod and take my clothes of and put on my regular clothes. Carol walks back in wide eyed, "D-Daniel James Seavey, what has gotten into you! Me Likeee! Keep it up!" I smile and hug her and grab my phone. "See ya later Alligater" "After a While, crododile"
I head outside the building and call a Uver Javer (Hehehehe) A black Chevy comes to pick me up and takes me to me and the boys's house. I open the door, get into the house, close the door and walk into my room.
