When I woke up the next morning, a few of the guys were already awake and almost ready for the day. They're clearly more excited for the photo shoot than I am, which is a little weird, but I'm not judging. We're supposed to be backstage at the arena in an hour, so I hopped in the shower to wake myself up, then got dressed. I didn't bother dressing up or putting make up on, the people are just gonna change everything anyway.
"Alright, Aria here are your clothes, go ahead and get changed then we'll get to work on your hair and makeup." Lea, the main stylist said as she handed me a pile of clothes. I went to the dressing room and put on the clothes, which consisted of a black leather skirt that ended mid-thigh, a red halter top that looked like it belonged in a lingerie store, and a pair of heels so high I was certain I would break my neck. I walked out of the changing room and all the boys stopped what they were doing to look at me. "Aria you look..." Barclay was lost for words. "Like a cheap prostitute." I finished. Lea gave me an unapproving look and I gave her the same look. "Lea, I know you're a professional, but if we could not make me look like a whore, that would be great." I complained. "You don't like like a whore." She countered. "*cough* Aria's right *cough*" Tom said. "See? Can't we do something simpler? Like...oh I don't know, maybe some skinny jeans and any other shirt except this one? My boobs are about to fall out and I'd love it if the whole world didn't see them. Also, I need to be able to walk." My attitude was in full effect as I protested every piece of the outfit. Lea sighed. "Aria, you can't look like one of the boys." She argued. "Ok, then lets compromise. Shorts instead of a skirt, and a shirt with straps to hold my boobs up. And if you insist I wear heels, they need to be a maximum of three inches." I pleaded. She looked at me for a few seconds before agreeing. "Fine." She said. "Thank you." I squealed and went to change. After the photo shoot, Casey and I stayed behind and let the rest of the boys get driven back to the house while him and I walked. It was a nice day and the house wasn't that far away. Plus I was happy to finally be alone with him. "Well that was fun." He smiled as we walked down the street. We have three hours before vocal rehearsal so we're taking our time. "Oh it was a blast. I especially loved dressing like a stripper in front of you guys." I said sarcastically. "You might have hated it, but let me tell you, us boys loved it." He chuckled. "Ew. Whatever." I shoved him playfully. "I'm serious, I think Charlie has his eye on you now." He joked. "Oh my god, you're so gross. That's illegal." I know he's kidding, but the thought of Charlie looking at me like that gave me the chills. Not the good kind either. He chuckled and said, "what the government doesn't know won't hurt them." He winked. "Ugh." I shook my head and he took my hand in his. We were away from the house, and it was just us, but it felt weird holding his hand in public. The last thing we need is the paparazzi spreading rumors. But, I swallowed my worries and gladly held his hand. "So tell me about yourself." He looked at me and smiled. "What do you want to know?" I asked. "Anything...everything." He replied. "Hmm, ok. Well, I have a seventeen year old brother, his name is Caden, and he's the most important person in my life. I think you guys would like each other." I smiled. "How come you never told me about him before?" He looked at me with his eyebrows furrowed together. "I don't know. I don't really talk about my personal life with many people." I said honestly. "Am I the only person who knows about your brother?" He asked. If I tell him that I told James, he'll get defensive and jealous, and I don't want that. "Yeah. You're the only one." I lied. "Well don't worry, your secret is safe with me." He smiled and kissed me lightly on the cheek. "So what else? Tell me more." He urged. We spent the next twenty minutes telling each other random facts about each other. I told him about life back in the states (before my mom got sick) and he told me about his childhood. It was nice to learn more about him. I kept trying to keep the conversation about him that way I wouldn't have to answer any personal questions. Eventually we reached the street the house was on and I was exhausted. Before we headed down the street, Casey pulled me behind a tree and gently pinned me against it. "I had fun. We need to do this again." He whispered. I nodded my head yes and he quickly leaned in and kissed me. My lips moved against his instinctively. His hands found my waist as he stepped closer and pressed his lips harder to mine. We kissed for a few more seconds before I pulled away. We smiled at each other before walking out from behind the tree and making our way to the house. When we walked inside, all the boys were sleeping. "We have two and a half hours before we have to be downstairs for vocals. I'm gonna take a nap." I whispered so I wouldn't wake anyone up. "Ok, I'll see you later." He whispered and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. When I walked in my room, I set an alarm for two hours from now, and the last thing that went through my mind before I fell asleep was that I'm actually looking forward to hanging out with James tonight.
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What The Heart Wants (Stereo Kicks/ James Graham)
FanfictionWhen 19 year old Aria Smith moves from America to the U.K. and auditions for The X Factor in hopes of creating a better life for herself and the people closest to her, she never imagined she would end up getting thrown into a band with eight other b...