1 week later...

"Okay Mia I know you're new in this kinda things but I just want you to relax and not posing for the camera all the time okay? Just pretend I'm not here." The photographer advised.

It's easier said then done. I've never done modeling and now here I am with Amanda Perkins' collection doing a photoshoot.
I've only agreed because El and Harry insisted with me so much. Yet it's only a one time thing so why not enjoy it?

I did my best to look natural even though I'm completely burning, these clothes are too hot and we're shooting in the middle of the desert which is not helpful at all. Luckily I still have some tan from LA last week so my skin is used to the sun by now.



I've been doing this for three hours and I have to admit I'm not tired one bit. I'm actually enjoying the day, I didn't know this could be so fun but I guess the photographer helps. Albert is his name, he's been amazing the entire time and making jokes so I can relax a bit and have more natural shots.

After the first hour it was extremely weird to look at me in the camera with so muck make-up and extravagant clothes but I'm getting more and more comfortable each time it flashes.



"Let's take a break everyone." Miranda, the girl who called me in the first place, announced.

She looks like the typical assistant, wearing a pencil skirt even though we're on the desert, her brown hair pulled up in a neat ponytail and her glasses on the tip of her nose. Despite all that she's also incredibly beautiful.

"So Mia, how were the first three hours?" She asked sweetly.

"Good, I guess. It's not so bad as I thought." I confessed.

"See? I told you!" She clapped. "Also you still have more three hour to go so..."

"Oh okay, how many more outfit changes?"

"Ehm let's just stick with the timing okay?" By the way she talked I assume there's still plenty.




By the time we finished I was so exhausted I fell asleep on the way back. Despite all that we still had time to take a lot at the work of the day and I have to admit it was really nice, I could barely recognize me in some shots but I really loved it.
I also managed to bring my favorite pic with me so that I could show it to Harry already imagining his reaction. That thought alone made my inside shiver, I couldn't wait to get to his arms again after the long day.




"So how was it?" Harry asked when we went to pick me up.

"It was nice actually."

"See?" He squeezed my thigh when we stopped at a red light.

"Yeah but it was just the first time."

"It's always the same to be honest." He shrugged.

"How do you know? Every time you do photo shoots it's normally on the inside."

"Yeah but you just have to look at the camera, it's the magic of your eyes love." He smirked.

"Oh and you've got that 'magic'?" I quoted.

"Obviously." He replied.

"Obviously." I repeat in a sarcastic tone.

"What? Don't you think that?" His hand rose up a bit in my thigh.

"Actually I think you should focus on the road." I tried not to smile when he pouted.

"When will it come out?"

"Uh they said fifteen days and they're also posting the pictures on magazines to promote the collection."

"Really? That's amazing."

"I guess." I bit my lip.

"Why are you so unsure about it?" He parked the car in the garage.

"I don't I just I'm not sure if they're doing it for me." I confessed.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't uh I..."

"You can tell me." He held my my hand heating this elevator at least ten degrees.

"It's just I don't want to be invited for these kind of things for you..." I looked at our feet.

"What do you mean?" I felt his gaze nonetheless.

"I mean... I don't want to be called just because I'm Harry Styles' girlfriend you know?"

"That's what's worrying you?" He pushed my chin up with his thumb.

"Yeah." I bit my lip.

"Haven't you ever done any modeling?"

"Yeah but I was like ten!"

"So? You're still beautiful, even more now actually so it's normal if people want you to be the face of their collections." He reasoned.

"Yeah but I don't want people to think I'm using your fame to get somewhere..."

"Why would people think that? It took me a million years to even get you to agree on a date with me let alone be my girlfriend, you also broke up with me once, if you really were with me for fame you wouldn't do that. AND we've been together for so long now I'm pretty sure everyone knows that's called love." He assured staring straight into my eyes.

"Are you sure?" I looked up at him.

"Of course I am." He shot me his best smile it was impossible not to return.

"I hope so." I sighed resting my head against his chest waiting for his heart beat to calm me like it always does.

"Can you give me a proper snug now? You barely kissed me when I picked you up." Harry poked my sides trying to make me laugh. It obviously worked.

"I don't know, did you behave well without me today?" I raised my eyebrows playfully.

"Is there even a day I don't behave well?"

"No, never." I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up." He shook his head lowering his head to meet mine.

I merely chuckled allowing his lips to meet mine with his familiar taste. It feels so good I wouldn't want to kiss anybody else. His lips are always warm despite the cold weather from London and our mouths seem to mold perfectly. As much chiché as it sounds it's the truth.
I wrapped my arms around his waist on my tip toes as I kissed him hard. Harry used that hint and pushed me against the wall of the elevator pressing his tongue to my lower lip. I grabbed his tongue with my lips and he moaned making me smile. I love the sound that comes from his voice when I do that.
I lowered my hands and pressed them against his chest under his shirt.

"We're in an elevator Mia, were are your manners?" He smirked pressing his forehead against mine breathless just like me.

"They're long gone since I started seeing you." I replied.

"I'm not complaining." He pressed his lips to mine against only to be stopped by the sound of the elevator's door opening.

We stood straight when and old couple stepped him. I've seen them a few times in the building already so I smiled back when the woman greeted me. I couldn't help the blush in my cheeks thinking they may have seen what Harry and I were doing a couple seconds ago but we happened to exit on the following floor so I hope they didn't notice.

"That was close." I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"That's what you do to me." Harry merely shrugged opening the door to his...our flat.

"What is this?" I immediately stopped taking in the view in front of me.

"Oh hello Mia!" Niall greeted spitting whatever it was he was chewing.

"What are you doing here?" I scrunched my nose staring at the dirty floor with food and shoes.

"Playing games, isn't that obvious?" Zayn replied without taking his eyes from the tv to whatever game he was playing with Liam.

"Who invited you?"

"I did." Louis answered rather proudly walking from the kitchen with a huge bowl of little cheese balls.

"Is this your version of ladies night?" I questioned.

"Except we're not ladies and we definitely don't colour each others' faces and squeal like children." Niall answered, his mouth empty now, not for long I suppose.

"You have a really conceived idea of what a ladies night is." I rolled my eyes.

"Isn't El here?" Harry questioned dropping the keys on the respective place.

"No, she has some college assignment or whatever." He shrugged.

"Oh no, I'm seriously not the only girl in the middle of this testosterone." I shook my head.

"Actually Dani will meet us here after rehearsals so you're not alone... At least for long." Liam replied sweetly as always.

"Thank you."

"Did you do this often before I moved in?" I asked Harry when he wrapped his hands around my waist.

"Yeah, it's the bigger house because the rest of the boys all live by themselves so yeah..."

"Harry come play with us." Zayn shouted waving the controller in the air.

"Go." I encouraged. "I need a shower anyway."

"I'll let you know when Dani arrives." He planted a kiss on my temple.

"Don't you want to hang out with us?" Niall pouted.

"I really don't want to know what you do when girls are not around."

"What do you think we do?" Liam wiggled his eyebrows. He's coming a lot out of the shell lately, it's quite interesting to watch.

"I'd really like to have a good image of yours.. Not that's the truth really but I'd rather remain clueless about it." I nodded.

"What?" Zayn pretended to be offended.

"I'm taking a shower and I'll join you in a couple minutes. But Danielle better be here soon." I pointed my finger at Liam.

"She will." He winked at me actually having the kindness to stop the game to do it.

"God, she's so demanding." I heard Louis huffed when I turned to the stairs.

"Heard that!" I shouted.

"Good!" He matched my own pitch but I've grown to know him enough to know a smile was playing on his lips.

Notes

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