Chapter 8
-Lauren-
I arrived at a studio not just a studio but a big studio extra early to make sure that things are going well. The room was filled with different kinds of technology which I had seen before. Bright Lights welcomed my sight, blinding me. Excitement filled the air and so as tension. This would probably the first time that I am going to produce a commercial for the hottest boy band in the world. As the producer, I seriously need to be organized, must have excellent managerial skills. I need to be quick and creative with every single thing.
My heart starts to beat fast, really fast. I am nervous that I might fail this project. I don’t know if I posses those characteristics but all I know now is that I’m going to produce a commercial, for ONE FUCKING DIRECTION. Shooting a commercial is almost a surreal experience. It is kind of like an exercise in controlled chaos! You may only see a few people in a commercial on television, but behind the camera there are a hundred people making everything happen! People hustle and bustle all day long to make sure everything looks perfect for the camera.
“Hey Lauren!” I turned around to see who it is. I saw Andy waving in the air. I made my way through the people setting up the place not wanting to bump them or something.
“Hey! I am seriously freaking out!” I stuttered. He stared at me lifting my head to meet his eyes.
“Hey, hey….There’s no need to worry about, Lauren. Everything will be okay and besides I’m here to help you out,” he murmured.
I just nod in response.
-Zayn-
“Zayn! Are you ready to go?” Liam Asked me.
“Yep!” I replied popping the ‘p’.
“Alright then! Leggo! I cant wait to…” Harry shouted
“To what?” I asked raising an eye brow at him not wanting him to answer something related to lauren.
“I cant wait to see Lauren!” He cooed. I rolled my eyes at him not making it obvious so there wont be any issue with the boys.
On the way to the studio, I kept replying on my mind what harry had said a while. Does that mean he likes Lauren too? I could feel a storm coming up and I got to prepare myself for it. I shoved my earphones on, just feel like ignoring the world. What if Lauren likes Harry and not me? What if they have the same feelings? I’m so doomed. I need to know how she feels. I need to do something before Harry does. I just felt like she’s the one I’ve been looking for. This feeling is just getting strong everyday. Something’s creeping inside and I know everything is about to change. I got to face the fact that I can’t walk away. This is critical, I am feeling helpless. Someone patted me on the shoulder breaking my thoughts as I felt the car had stopped already.
“Were here!” Louis blurts.
We entered the studio where bright lights welcomed my sight; people were running and shouting back and forth. I could see Andy and Lauren talking from a far. We walked towards them but a girl blocked our way.
“Hey guys! Your hair and make up needs to be done now so we could start. Were somehow behind schedule,” a hot blonde woman squeaked. We just all nod in response. She led the way through the trailer truck which I think is the dressing room.
“Go Inside! The make up artists and stylists are waiting for you,” she smiled at us before leaving.
A gay guy handed us our clothes. I stripped down my clothes and changed into new ones. I slipped on a slim fit brown trouser, white shirt and a varsity jacket. I pulled down my pant a bit, making my boxers a visible. I got my make up down in just about 5 minutes. I read the whole script while waiting for the other lads to be finished. I have only one line but I have an incredible line.
