Part 46

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Hannah's POV

The day after I found out that we were going to the U.K Glamour Magazine got in touch and asked me to do a photoshoot, while I couldn't figure out why someone would want to look at a picture of me I still said yes.

Today is the day of the shoot and I quickly get dressed. I have a clean face free of make up and I'm wearing simple leggings and a black hoodie.

"Ready to go?" Ashton asks and I nod "I'll call a taxi"

"Can we just walk?" I plead

"I don't know where to go" he says

"It's only like a twenty minute walk from here" I say

"I know where to go" Harry chirps in

"See" I smile "Please Ashton" I beg

"Ok" he says

I put on a cute hat, gloves and scarf and a thick raincoat. Plus side of being in London in september you can get away with Autum clothes. Harry and I link arms and start to walk out the hotel room. Ashton follows us laughing at my eagerness.

We get downstairs and walk out. The cold air hits me like a ton of bricks and I'm instantly reminded how good it feels to walk out a door when it's not like 25 degree heat. It's raining lightly and the cold drops of water feel like heaven on my skin. How did I survive barely any cold rain for four years?

"You excited Han" Harry asks breaking my concentration

"Yeah" I mumble "Harry?"

"Yes" he smiles

"Do you live in London?" I ask curiously

"No I live in homeschapel" he states "but I stay in London a lot"

"Have you ever been to scotland?" I ask

"Yes, but I have never explored it" he says

"Oh"

We come to a giant building and walk towards the front desk. We are told to go to the twenty-first floor, there are no stairs so we are forced to go up on the lift. I have never been a huge fan of lifts but I get on anyway.

Harry starts to jump up and down but I quickly stop him

"aww Hannah do you not like lifts" he coos pinching my cheeks, the lift pings and I get out and walk towards an open room

"Hi you must be Hannah" a man with dark hair and glasses says shaking my hand.

I start the prep process and soon enough my hair and makeup is done and I'm standing in a beautiful stripy jumpsuit.

I go on the set which is just a plain grey wall. I do as I'm instructed and make various different poses. I feel stupid but the photographer assures me I'm doing well.

We finish the first half and I get changed back into my own clothes and my hair is put in curlers in preparation for the next part of the shoot.

I go over to a table full of snacks, it strikes me that its all salad and healthy foods but I take a small platefull nonetheless.

Harry left because he was bored but Ashton stayed like the big brother/dad he is. I quickly finish my meal and get dressed into fifties style halter neck dress and my hair and makeup is finished.

I look at myself in the mirror happily, the dress goes slightly above the knee and the halter neck perfectly outlines my massive swimmers shoulders.

The rest of the shoot goes really quickly and before I know it I'm putting my hat back on. Ashton orders a taxi because both of us have no clue where we are.

"Thanks for taking me today Ashton, I know you could have been doing funner things" I say understandingly

"don't worry, you wait for us all the time anyway" he shrugs

"Ash, I love you so much" I say hugging him tightly





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