Zobeida De Jesus was the 20-year-old sister of Zabdiel, a member of CNCO. She was by no means riding her brother's coattails, already a successful actress in a tv show called 'Shadowhunters'. This firey, headstrong, Latina moves to Ecuador with the...
Christopher went as rigid as a statue under Zoe's touch, well aware that she wasn't bluffing. She was trying to pull back his hair for CNCO's new music video, Bonita. He was unusually squirmy today but it was mostly from nerves. They always grew nervous before the start of every music video but ended up completely in their element by the end. Zoe was simply trying to get him to that point of relaxation. Once she threatened him he was a rather easy client, his hair finished in under two minutes.
"So, I might have told that girl that we wouldn't be needing her anymore." Zoe stopped in her tracks, raising an eyebrow. In other words, he'd fired the girl who was to play his love interest in the video. "Don't worry, I paid her." She rolled her eyes playfully, stepping behind the curtain to change into jean shorts and a bikini top. "You're the only girl I care about being in my videos, Princesa." Her heart swelled as she rounded the corner, eyes flickering over his own outfit.
"I assume you have a way to explain this to Zab?" She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning against the makeup counter. He flashed her a grin, mischievously rubbing his hands together to resemble a cartoon villain. "Of course you do. Well then," Zoe released her hair from its ponytail, black waves falling around her shoulders. "Let's do this," Christopher opened the trailer door for her, allowing her to exit first.
Her bare feet pressed into the sand of whatever beach they were filming on today. Zoe loved the ocean, so she'd take any chance to have the sand between her toes. Somehow Christopher ended up walking in front of her, giving Zoe a nice view of his backside in his jeans. Damn, did he look good in those jeans. It was the first time seeing him in the pale denim in a while and the rips in the material did wonders for her imagination.
"Enjoying the view?" Christopher turned around to smirk at her, shooting a wink in her direction. She matched his smirk in a challenging manner, hands on her hips. Zoe shrugged in a nonchalant manner, nodding on her way past him. His chuckle echoed behind her, boots moving quickly through the sand to catch up. "It's alright, I like my view too," Christopher whispered, bumping his hip into her. Zoe staggered in surprise, almost losing her balance. "Oops," He pulled her back upright, getting a glare from her.
"You're lucky," Zoe pointed her finger at his chest, slowly approaching the rest of the group. "Let's get this show on the road," She hopped into the circle of people, slinging an arm around Edith's shoulders. Christopher stood on her free side, listening to the orders their director was giving out. "We'll be by the fire," The girls made their way over to a campfire several feet away from the ocean.
Sitting on logs of wood, they made small talk while the boys filmed without them. "Zoe," She glanced up at Jade, raising her eyebrows. "Are you ready for the video tomorrow?" Little Mix, who Zoe was now an honorary part of, had recently planned a music video for a song that Zoe wrote. Basically, she was in the band whenever she wanted to be. This song meant more to her than any of her others did. It was based on her relationship with Christopher. The rest of the band were the only ones who knew that she wrote the song as of that moment.
"More than you know," She smiled nervously, rubbing her palms together. The ocean air was surprisingly chilly today and Zoe regretted not wearing a sweater over her bikini top. A pale salmon pink zip-up hoodie was draped over her shoulders, the scent of sandalwood instantly cluing her into who it belonged to. "You'll get cold," Zoe argued with Christopher, knowing she wouldn't win. He sent her a look, crossing his arms across his chest. "Fine. Gracias," She surrendered, zipping the material up to her collar.
Satisfied with her answer, Christopher walked away to continue shooting. He kept one eye on her at all times, as he always did. When Zoe turned back to her group she found everyone apart from Madison staring at her. The redhead was too focused on watching Zabdiel to notice anything else. Zoe flicked her eyebrows up, challenging them to say something. They all simply grinned, continuing the discussion about their music video.
"Girls, we're ready for you!" Their director shouted, turning on music for them to dance to. They had quite a few extra guys and girls dancing amongst them, grinding carefully on one another. One guy got a little too close to Zoe and he was ultimately glared at to go in a different direction by Christopher. He then slipped behind her, dancing close enough to feel a connection but far enough that Zabdiel wouldn't get angry. "Zobeida, could you try taking off the sweatshirt?" Christopher grumbled under his breath when she removed the fabric, knowing the guy from earlier was now staring. "Perfect!"
With the hoodie tied around her waist, Zoe turned in a half-circle so that she was facing her boyfriend. "Don't pay attention to them, just look at me." Christopher did so with a conflicted expression, one hand coming up to cup her side. His fingers brushed along her skin, moving them in sync with the beat. For a moment, they allowed themselves to get lost in the movements. Just for a moment.
