Camera Shy

Kadie's pov.

   We sat in the black van, searching the beach for celebrities. Miley Cyrus was kissing a tree while Austin Mahone was flexing infront of some fans.

"Come on. We'll get more pictures if actually get out of the van," Taylor said setting up her camera.

"But I'm lazy," I complained.

"Well Boo freaking Hoo. Get your big girl camera, and let's get going." As she said this, she clicked her focusing lens into place and put her aviator sunglasses on. "If you have to stalk someone, word of the wise, do it in style." She slid open the van door and jumped out looking around. I groanded grabbing my camera and stepping out as well. She crouched down behind a tall bush and started taking pictures of Miley. I lazily crouched down behind a bench and started snapping pictures of random celebrities that I saw. "Kadie!" Taylor whispered using code to signal I had been spotted. I turned to look, and saw Harry Styles standing on the beach glaring at me. I stood up and started walking back to the van casually. I looked over at Taylor after getting into the van and saw her fall backwards into the sand as someone stood beside her. Louis Tomlinson. I jumped out of the car and ran over ducking behind a car to listen.

"So what's your name? Or should I just call you Paparazzi?" he asked looking througg her camera as she stood there eyes faced down.

"Taylor McCready," she said quietly.

"You're Taylor McCready? As in the girl who wrote the article about Eleanor and I breaking up?"

"For the record, I didn't write that column, I just took the pictures of the two of you and they put the article in my name."

"Like I'm supposed to believe that," he said shoving the camera back at her.

"What's going on over here?" Niall asked walking up behind him?

"We've caught ourselves a pap red handed."

"Don't you normally travel in pairs? Where's your partner?"

"I came alone," she said backing up

"That's not true," Harry said stopping her, "I saw your little friend."

"I'm here alone I swear."

"Who's that then?" he asked pointing up at me. I quickly ducked as they looked up at me. "We've already seen you love, no point in hiding." I sighed, walking out into the open.

"Both of you just get into your van and leave before you ruin more people's lives," Louis said pointing at the car.

"Who do you think you are? You can't tell us what to do. Just because you're famous, doesn't make you above all of us!" I shouted, Taylor sending me a look to stop.

"And just because you have a degree in journalism doesn't mean you can write stories about other peoples lives just to try and get attention, and ruin them," Harry shouted back. Taylor just watched down at the ground, playing with her name badge.

"Ruin them-"

"Kadie!" Taylor shouted. "We're leaving." She put the cap on her camera and walked back to the van. I glared at the three boys standing there and got into the vehicle.

"What was that?" I asked her.

"They're right. We ruin people. Humiliating them infront of everyone."

"No, we do our jobs, we do what we have to do to be able to eat."

"I could find a job somewhere else. I'm good at writing, and taking pictures. But I don't need to continue to ruin people."

"We don't ruin people. We just tell the world the truth about them!"

"We tell the world lies about them! Do you know how many celebrities have probably killed themselves because of the things we say about them?"

"I doub-"

"Just don't! I can't do this anymore," she said stepping out of the van.

"Do what anymore?"

"I can't ruin people's lives!"

"Where are you going? You're apartment is 5 miles from here!"

"I'm from Ireland, I've hiked farther than that." She grabbed her bag and put her camera in it, slinging it over her shoulder and walking away.

"Taylor! Taylor come back!" she just waved, not even looking back.