I was so happy that Louis had asked me to be his girlfriend. I felt honored that he wanted to get to know me and spend time with me more. It felt so surreal. It was like one long continuous dream. I wondered if I had even woken up at all that Friday morning.
Even though our feelings for each other were new, I had faith that we would put our best efforts forward to make sure our relationship was genuine and satisfying.
What troubled me was the distance.
He wasn't just an ordinary boy, like I had dated prior. He wasn't sticking around. Nope. He was in a world famous boy band called One Direction with four other drop dead gorgeous male members. The band was touring and I had the pleasure of spending their Miami, Florida trip with them.
What was going to happen when the trip ended and they had to leave for other states and other countries to continue the tour?
Would I become history?
Would he give up on me?
Would he be too tired of waiting to see me?
I shook my head. I had to believe that our feelings were strong enough to overcome the distance obstacle and all the other problems we could potentially face.
The six of us were stuffed into the back of a car with tinted windows so fans on the streets wouldn't go ballistic and start chasing after us. We had a magazine photoshoot on a secluded private beach along the coast.
It was a swim suit edition.
GAHHHH!
I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest as the boys told me it was a photoshoot for the upcoming summer edition.
When we arrived we parked next to the beach house. I knew just by scanning the scene that the photos were going to come out looking absolutely jaw-droppingly sexy and flawless.
"Check out the palm trees!" screeched Niall, as he ran over to one of them and jumped up to hug the trunk.
We all laughed. "Um, Niall, you do know it's fake, right?" chuckled Liam.
Niall immediately jumped down and pouted. "Aw man, really? That's not fair. Way to ruin my good mood." Liam just laughed at his deflated emotions.
"Fake trees in Miami? I agree with Niall. That is complete rubbish!" Louis reached over and punched Liam in the forearm.
"Please tell me the sand is real at least," begged Niall. He reached down and took a handful of the sand and let it run down through his fingers.
Zayn and I choked back a laugh. Niall was just so innocent and cute. He was just so carefree and lived to find happiness in everything. It was Zayn who burst his bubble for the second time. "That's fake too," Zayn said monotoned.
Niall's expression was priceless. "I'm starting to hate Miami, and America for that matter. Fake trees, fake sand, a lack of Nandos. What's next, fake women?"
We all cracked up laughing. Oh, how I had to hold my tongue to his last comment.
"I was joking about the sand, Nialler," said Zayn laughing and forcing Niall into a headlock for a nuckle sandwich.
"HEY, NOT FUNNY!" Niall shouted, struggling to get out of Zayn's grip.
Zayn yelled, "Guys, help!"
Harry and Liam joined in and piled on top of them, shouting, "GET HIM!"
Louis and I just stood their laughing our heads off as Niall was tackled onto the sand trying to hold his own against the other three.
