Change (Harry Styles)

'you're going to be their photographer.' (chapter 1)

This is dedicated to thesamemistakes as she helped me alot with this story.  

But Dad-“ I try to talk to me dad, but he interrupts me.

“Cassie, please. They are going to be recording their songs in my studio, and you’re going to be their photographer whether you like it or not” He snapped back.

“I don’t see why I have to be with them all day though” I huff, sinking into the sofa a little bit more as I cross my arms over my flat belly.

My dad here, owns his own recording studio. He has worked with a lot of the big artists: Beyonce, Take That, Rihanna; pretty much everyone out there that has a good voice. And now, he is going to be working with One Direction, helping them record their album. And because I can take pictures, he’s making me photograph their every move. Which I think is highly un-necessary, but he is insisting I do it. To make ‘his company bigger’ like he needs it any bigger.

“Their fans will want loads of pictures Cass, which means you have to give them to them. And then word will get out that their working with me and it will make me have more ‘costumers’ as such” was his reply.

I rolled my eyes and lifted myself off the sofa and stormed up to my room, slamming the door as hard as I could, making sure my Dad heard it.

I threw myself onto my double bed, and started up at my white roof.

I wouldn’t mind doing this if it was someone else, I mean, I did do it for Beyonce. But, I really just do not like One Direction. They are too stuck up and think they can get everything they want without working for it. My best friend Eden on the other hand, is completely obsessed with them, and that’s all she talks about.

I decided I would call  Eden and tell her what my Dad is forcing me into; hell.

“Hey Cassie” Eden’s cheery tone rang through my phone the minute I pressed call. I swear, she never sets her phone down.

“Eden, I have something to tell you” I laughed to her.

“Okay shoot” she replied, and it sounded like she just put some food in her mouth; typical.

“Well, One Dir-“

“YOU FINALLY LIKE THEM” She yelled to me.

“What? No never. They are using my dad’s recording studio for the next month or so, starting tomorrow. And guess who gets to be their photographer? Me.” I say bluntly.

“WHAT THE FUCK. OH MY GOD YOU ACTUALLY LUCKY ASS BITCH. LEMME SWITCH PLEASE WITH YOU PLEASE” She screamed in excitement.


“it’s all your-“


“CASSIE COME HERE FOR A MINUTE” My mother yelled up the stairs to me.

“Gotta go Eden, text me” I say to Eden before hanging up the call and going down to my mother.

“okay, so the boys will be here at eight in the morning, which means you need to get up at seven to be ready in time. You’re going to take them around the recording studio, and just get to know them and get more comfortable with them. And the next day will be all business” My mother rambled on, pacing around the kitchen. Her louis vuitton heels slapping against the coloured tiles.

I sigh in fustration, really just wanting to go to my bed and never wake up. “okay mum. I’m going to bed now.”


“Okay, just be ready in time love” She called after me.

I rolled my eyes as I got changed into some yoga shorts and a over sized top. I threw my hair into a messy bun, and crawled in under the cold white sheets of my comfy bed, closing my eyes and falling into a deep and dreamless sleep.

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This is really short, but its only the first chapter, sorry:$

 

-Sophie.