Our Moment
Don't Look At Me
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Zayn’s POV:
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“You really didn’t have to come with us, love. I wanted you to relax at our place.” I told Perrie and she just nuzzled in my arms. “But I want to spend the time with you, aren’t I allowed to be with my fiancé?” I giggled and held her close to me. It really shocks me how I will be getting married soon to her; I can’t believe time has passed by this fast with us together. “We’re here lads, hop out. Remember, just stick close to each other and avoid any paparazzi.” Paul, our guardian shield, spoke and we all sighed. I really hate being stalked with these amounts of cameras, why can’t we live normally; but then I guess that’s the price of being globally known.
“Paul, why can’t you just tell them all to go away?” Louis grumbled, and we all nodded. We are a bit out of energy, since we had to wake up early this morning. We never get our rest, its work, work, and oh yeah… More work! “Come along boys, you have to witness the jingle recording, I know you’re all excited for your perfume launching. Besides, you’ll be sitting in the studio and hearing the chosen performer; nothing more.” He opened the door of the van and we hopped out trying to stay far away from the flashes of the cameras, as much as we possibly could. Perrie held my hand, and I smiled at her as we walked into the studio building.
“Alright, you can let go now; Hehe.” I laughed and told Perrie, but she fake pouted and looked at me. “Fine, if that’s what you want babe.” She was letting go of my hand but I surprised her and held it again, winking at her. As far as I can recall, I have changed so much since high school, I was never this kind to anyone; I remember how I used to hide my shyness behind a bullying act I used to apply. But now, I guess it feels better to be just who I exactly am. “Paul, where is the recording studio at?” Liam asked, as we all stood there waiting for Paul to reply. “It’s on the second floor; let’s head to the lift shall we?” We followed his footsteps, while we were all yawning; we’re sleepy what could we do?
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Victoria’s POV:
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“Alright! You’re vocals are clear for recording. You can take a water break and we can head back to recording the first verse of the song.”The sound engineer instructed me through the headsets, and I nodded with a smile. I hung the headsets over the microphone, and I went out of the isolated studio booth.“You’re doing fantastic so far, Victoria. Keep the same effort and I promise you we won’t take much time in finishing this on a perfection scale.” I smiled at the middle aged man, and spoke: “Thank you so much. Excuse me; I’ll just get a drink of water. Do you mind telling me where I could possibly find a water dispenser?” He answered: “Just right outside, on the left, beside the elevator.” I nodded and left the room (http://www.politusic.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/recording-studio-console-clean.jpg).
Once I located the water dispenser, I took a plastic cup and filled it. As I was drinking, the elevator door opened, and a group of 7 people went out. I threw my cup in the bin and looked up to notice that the fear has stroked my atmosphere. He walked beside me, holding hands with Perrie; I never knew he was with her!? Who cares! Please don’t look at me; please don’t look at me… Ugh why did he just look at me! Now he’ll know who I am and he’ll haunt me down like a battle between a sheep and a wolf. His glance wasn’t longer than two seconds; he just proceeded walking into the studio. Did he forget me? Why would he remember me in the first place? I was the bug that he stepped on back in high school! Enough of this, I’m confident, and I am just here to do my job. Yeah, that is exactly why I’m here and nothing more.
Zayn’s POV:
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“You really didn’t have to come with us, love. I wanted you to relax at our place.” I told Perrie and she just nuzzled in my arms. “But I want to spend the time with you, aren’t I allowed to be with my fiancé?” I giggled and held her close to me. It really shocks me how I will be getting married soon to her; I can’t believe time has passed by this fast with us together. “We’re here lads, hop out. Remember, just stick close to each other and avoid any paparazzi.” Paul, our guardian shield, spoke and we all sighed. I really hate being stalked with these amounts of cameras, why can’t we live normally; but then I guess that’s the price of being globally known.
“Paul, why can’t you just tell them all to go away?” Louis grumbled, and we all nodded. We are a bit out of energy, since we had to wake up early this morning. We never get our rest, its work, work, and oh yeah… More work! “Come along boys, you have to witness the jingle recording, I know you’re all excited for your perfume launching. Besides, you’ll be sitting in the studio and hearing the chosen performer; nothing more.” He opened the door of the van and we hopped out trying to stay far away from the flashes of the cameras, as much as we possibly could. Perrie held my hand, and I smiled at her as we walked into the studio building.
“Alright, you can let go now; Hehe.” I laughed and told Perrie, but she fake pouted and looked at me. “Fine, if that’s what you want babe.” She was letting go of my hand but I surprised her and held it again, winking at her. As far as I can recall, I have changed so much since high school, I was never this kind to anyone; I remember how I used to hide my shyness behind a bullying act I used to apply. But now, I guess it feels better to be just who I exactly am. “Paul, where is the recording studio at?” Liam asked, as we all stood there waiting for Paul to reply. “It’s on the second floor; let’s head to the lift shall we?” We followed his footsteps, while we were all yawning; we’re sleepy what could we do?
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Victoria’s POV:
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“Alright! You’re vocals are clear for recording. You can take a water break and we can head back to recording the first verse of the song.”The sound engineer instructed me through the headsets, and I nodded with a smile. I hung the headsets over the microphone, and I went out of the isolated studio booth.“You’re doing fantastic so far, Victoria. Keep the same effort and I promise you we won’t take much time in finishing this on a perfection scale.” I smiled at the middle aged man, and spoke: “Thank you so much. Excuse me; I’ll just get a drink of water. Do you mind telling me where I could possibly find a water dispenser?” He answered: “Just right outside, on the left, beside the elevator.” I nodded and left the room (http://www.politusic.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/recording-studio-console-clean.jpg).
Once I located the water dispenser, I took a plastic cup and filled it. As I was drinking, the elevator door opened, and a group of 7 people went out. I threw my cup in the bin and looked up to notice that the fear has stroked my atmosphere. He walked beside me, holding hands with Perrie; I never knew he was with her!? Who cares! Please don’t look at me; please don’t look at me… Ugh why did he just look at me! Now he’ll know who I am and he’ll haunt me down like a battle between a sheep and a wolf. His glance wasn’t longer than two seconds; he just proceeded walking into the studio. Did he forget me? Why would he remember me in the first place? I was the bug that he stepped on back in high school! Enough of this, I’m confident, and I am just here to do my job. Yeah, that is exactly why I’m here and nothing more.
Notes
Okay :O .... Did he know her or did he ignore her?! :O Well let's all find out in the upcoming chapter now so:
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4/24/14