Back ForYou
Chapter Six Part One
I looked through some of my bags of clothes and found an old picture.
“What’s that?” Jazzy asked.
“I don’t know,” I said, looking at it. “Oh my God, yes I do!”
“Is that?”
“Yes!” I said, looking closer at the ten year old boy I had kept with me in that bag since I was nine.
“Do you remember his name?” Jazzy asked.
“No,” I sighed. “No, I don’t.” I laughed at the thought of this little kid being my first crush. “I wonder how he is now.”
“He looks familiar for some reason,” Jazz said. “Like I’ve seen pictures of him somewhere before.”
The both of us shrugged and then continued to look through clothes.
“Oh wear this shirt,” she said, holding up a black shirt that said “Love” on it.
“Yes!” I said, putting the shirt aside for tomorrow. “Will you yell at me if I wear a snapback?”
“No,” she said. “It’s not like I’m going to stop you, snapbacks are your thing.”
“Yay,” I said doing a little dance and she chuckled.
For the rest of the day we hung around and watched TV. I’m honestly just trying my hardest here not to completely spazz because of what is happening tomorrow. I’m going to meet One Direction and work with them for hours! Like, how do you stay calm knowing that is going to happen? You don’t!
Jazzy and I both fell asleep that night on the floor and woke up right on time in the morning.
“AJ,” Jazzy whined. “AJ get up you get to meet your husband today.”
I laughed and sat up. “You’re meeting yours today too,” I said. “Just saying.”
Jazzy’s phone then vibrated and she read the messages she got. Her mouth dropped open and I laughed.
“What?” I asked her.
“One Direction. Shirtless. Photo shoot. Then, tuxedo. Dying here,” she said and I gasped.
“So I get to spend all day taking pictures of them shirtless and in tux’s?” I asked and she nodded. “HOLY (explicit) (more explicit) (yeah, you see where I’m going here I have terrible language) YOU’RE KIDDING!” I yelled and Jazzy shook her head.
“That was my boss,” she said. “She said that’s the type of pictures they want and the guys are fine with it.”
“I’m going to take a shower now so we can get there as soon as possible,” I said and I headed into the bathroom.
So, Jazzy and I got ready as fast as we could (but also made sure we looked super amazing) and headed to the studio to start the photo shoot. We got there before the guys so we started to set up.
“No I want to, Louis get out of my way,” a British accent rang out as a loud thud rang out from against the door.
“Simon said they’re our age, Harry move your hand I’m going in first,” another accent yelled.
“How about I go in first? I have a girlfriend,” that must have been Zayn.
“Alright,” an Irish accent said and the door opened.
“Hey,” Zayn said, followed by all the other guys who were tripping over each other to get our attention.
“I just want to let you know I’ve already got dibs on one of you and Jazzy’s got dibs on another so not all of you need to try,” I said and all of them but Zayn started to blush.
“Am I one of ‘em?” Niall asked.
“You are but I’m not going to tell you which one of us it is,” I said, winking at him and he smiled and quickly eyed me up and down.
“Dude,” Jazzy said, “Niall’s totally checking you out.”
“I know,” I said, feeling a smile playing at my lips.
“He’s all flirty too,” she said.
“I’m planning on letting him be,” I said and she smiled.
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