Let me love you

chapter 3

Chapter 3:

So I haven't told you about myself. I have blonde hair, medium length to my under my shoulders. I have blue eyes with a little green in the middle. I'm normal high, about 5'6. I'm pretty skinny; I'm not super skinny so you can see my bones or anything. I'm just normal thin.

So after me and Lou arrived at the dressing room, Lou told them to get dressed and they did. Then I made there make-up and they walked to the scene where the photos were taken. Right now there getting taking photos in their second pair of clothes. I stand on the side, ready to refresh their make-up when they have changed. Then there is some guy in the studio their yelled out that the boys have five minutes to change to their last pair of clothes. Harry ran to the dressing room, while the other four boys just walk. In the second the four boys walked in the room, harry came out and walked over to me to get his make-up done. I refreshed his make-up, and when I was done he sat in the chair and starred at me smiling sweet. Harry tried to start a conversation while flirting with me, but I just smiled a small smile and did the others make-up when they came out.

After the photo shoot the boys got dressed to their own clothes, while Lou helped me pack the make-up backs. "So how did you meet harry?" She asked me. "Huh? Uh.. I ran into him when I was out running this morning." I said. "ohh. So you where that girl he wouldn't shut up about?" she asked. "What?" I asked. What could he have said about me, I just ran into him and tried to get away from him. "He said something about this girl he walked into and she fell on her butt. Then she just walked away like she didn't care about who he was." She told me. "And then he said all this stuff about how cute and hot she was. And he would wish that he could see her again, and win her over because she was something special." "That was defiantly not me, I mean look at me! I'm not some dead gorgeous super model, I'm just normal me. Sure I ran into him this morning and fell on my butt, but that does not mean it was me he was talking about." I said. "I'm pretty sure it was you he was talking about sweetie." She said as she took all the make-up backs and walked down the hall. I was about to follow her when a certain curly haired boy stopped me.

"Hi Brooke, would you like to have dinner tonight with me?" he asked smiling at me. "I.. I don't think that's a good idea." I said to him, looking anywhere but him. "But the boys and me had planned to take you out to dinner and celebrate that you're our new make-up artist." He smiled. "I. No. I can't. Sorry." I said and turned around to walk to the parking lot. When I turned I saw the other boys stand there with their mouths open. I smiled a small smile then walked out. I found my car and slide into the driver seat. As I was about to turn the key, the door in the passenger side opened. I let out a little squeal, and then I heard a deep chuckle. Then Harry's head popped in the car, "Nice car." He smirked. "Thanks, what do you want Harry?" "Could you please drive me home, sweetie? The boys took the car without me. Please?" he asked. "Why don't you just call a cab?" I asked. "If I go out there, the fans are going to chase me and then I don't come home. Please." He said "Fine. Where do I drive?" I asked. He told me the directions to their house.