Imagines: Jack and Finn Harries Edition

First Impression - Finn Harries

Your Point of View 

Being a photographer isn't an easy job. You have to fill up paper works, organize all of your advanced cameras, tripod, cables, pocket spotlights, lens and stuffs. Yes, it really annoys me.

But the most exciting part? You are not be able to deal with blurred pictures, too dark, too light, pixelated and much resolution. You can also have a collection of them, which is really fun.... for me. Yeah.

I just got from a photoshoot, Cara Delevingne's photoshoot, actually. She's totally fab, and a very down-to-earth gal. She's not like the other girls whom I captured before. She's funny and those eyes, I envy with. 

Right now, I am sitting on a stool near Starbucks, I mean inside the Starbucks. Reading an article about One Direction. Yup, I'm a fan, and I admit that. Who would never love them seriously? This day is different. First, I am not tired and I really enjoyed working with Cara. Second, I bumped with my old friend and she still knew me. I'm gonna make a mental note to call her later. And third, Starbucks topped my frappuccino an additional caramel syrup which tastes really good. Could this day get any better? Yes, I guess.

A mob of fans blocked the entrance gate, and I jumped, freakingly unaware of what is happening. Is One Direction is in the Starbucks right now? Fudge, fudge, fudge. I grab my mirror, added a multiple amount of foundation on my face, retouched my make up and lips. Then sprayed a perfume several times. I panicked and saw if the fans were decreasing but sadly, its just getting merrier. One thing is for sure.... I cannot see Harry's curls at this moment.

I got up from my seat and bring the frap with me together with my bag bull of cameras. Hoping that I don't look like some sort of paparazzi. 

As I am walking through the exit door, I felt a sticky substance on my coat. I gasped and immediately grab a towel and started to wipe it all off. The idiot looked at me and almost kneeled in front of me, apologizing for what he have done. The fans, lowered their screams and focused on the scene that I'm in. I glared on the guy and rubbed everything on me, then I went to wash the towel on the bathroom, getting rid of the sticky texture. I got back and was about to get out of the cafe but the same idiot stopped me by grabbing my wrist towards him. The screams got louder and some fans were cursing and yelling that they're jealous of me. But I don't understand why?

He removed his glasses and damn-

He's hot.

I covered my mouth and pretended that I wasn't mesmerized by his looks. He removed a hold of my hand and expressed a proper 'sorry' then smiled. I am still astonished by the creature in front of me and just nodded. He kissed my cheek and went to say good bye. The fans threw a death glare towards me and followed the guy. Not idiot, okay?

Few seconds later, I was awakened by a waiter asking if I am okay or what. I nodded and grinned. His face still molds my brain right now, and I think, I look like a die-hard potato. I can't forget the way he removed his glasses, and especially, the tingling sensation of his lips on my rosy cheeks. The feeling is not melting away. But this is not called love, this is just a crazy fantasy.

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I decided to go shopping. Since, my work with Cara is not a big deal, and I am actually undertime. It's 3 in the afternoon so I am left, rummaging through the different sections of clothing. I picked a rosy pastel skinny jeggings that suits my floral cami top. I put it on my cart and decided to look for some more. 

I went to buy all of these things cause my cart had been fully jam-packed. And that includes some sort of makeups, pumps, flats, undergarments, tops, bottoms and ya know... other stuffs for kitchen and so. The line that I'm falling in is a long way to go, so I decided to browse my phone for a while, retweeting some celeb tweets then making fun taking a selfie. The line eventually becomes shorter and shorter 'til it's my turn. I handed the nice cashier my credit card, and right now, I'm holding 3 full plastic bags, my wallet, and my duffle bag containing different cameras. My flat is several blocks away and I am sure that I will get in there almost 8 in the evening.