Picture Perfect

It all started with a job. Chloe Miller had a job. As a photographer. In London. For the hit t.v. show XFactor. She never new that the five boys she became best friends with would end up being the most popular boy band in the world. She never knew that they would would break their promise either. Or her heart.


16. It's Official

*Chloe's POV*

Zayn and I walked into Simon's office. He was sitting at his desk reading over some papers but looked up when we walked in. 

"Hello guys," he greeted us. "Take a seat. What did you want to speak about?"

I glanced over at Zayn and he gave me an encouraging nod. I was about to quit my first real job that i've had for 3 years. It was pretty hard.

I cleared my throat and said, "Simon, I would like to resign from my position as head photographer for X Factor." The room was silent for a moment then Simon spoke up.

"Are you sure Chloe? You've been working here for some time and you're very good at what you do- it would be a shame to loose you," he said.

I nodded. "I'm sure. I can stay for the live show tomorrow but then I must leave."

"Very well then," Simon replied. "But, why are you leaving?"

"Well, I've been offered a new job...," I said slowly.

Simon had a puzzled expression on his face. "Where?" 

"Actually," Zayn piped up. "We-the boys and I- offered her a job as our personal photographer. She's our best friend and it would be amazing if she could travel with us. She already agreed to it."

Simon looked at me. "Okay, then I'll still see you around," he said, smiling at me.

"Definitely," I replied, standing up. Zayn and Simon stood up too and I shook Simon's hand. 

"Thanks Uncle Simon," Zayn said, shaking his hand. 

We said good bye and then headed back to my house. 

"How do you feel?" Zayn asked me during the car ride home.

"I feel... different I guess," I replied slowly. "This was my first ever real job as a photographer, i've been with them for 3 years- it's gonna be hard to say goodbye."

"You didnt have to take the job with us you know," Zayn said. "If it's gonna be too hard then dont worry about it!"

"No Zayn, I'll be fine," I assured him, placing my hand on his shoulder gently. "And besides, I'll have my best friends there with me so it shouldnt be too hard."

Zayn glanced over at me quickly and smiled.

When we got back to my house, both my parents were still working. I went over to sit on the couch and Zayn came to sit next to me. He slung an arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him. I cuddled into his chest and closed my eyes, breathing in the smell of his cologne. 

"I'm so happy you're coming," he said after a few minutes of silence.

"I'm happy I'm coming too," I said back as a smile spread across my face.

I looked up into Zayn's hazel eyes. He leaned down and kissed me. It was a sweet and gentle kiss, but it still took my breath away. 

"I need to ask you a question," Zayn said after the kiss.

"Anything," I whispered.

"Do you want to make it official?" he asked.

"Official, as in exclusive? Boyfriend and girlfriend?" I replied.

He nodded. "It would be so much easier for me when we go back to England, with the press and everything. When we're together in public and people ask if we're going out, i can just say yes. Right now we arent really labeled as a couple. But i'd like to be, it would make me so happy."

I brushed his hair out of his face. He wore it down most of the time or wore a hat. His blonde streaks were beginning to fade.

I nodded. "Ok yeah, we can be official. Officially boyfriend and girlfriend." 

Zayn grinned and kissed me again. This time the kiss wasnt as gentle. His lips crashed on to mine and things started getting real heated real fast. We were interrupted by the sound of my front door opening and closing. 

I pushed Zayn off of me, blushing. He winked and stood up. 

"Chloe? Are you home?" I hear my dads voice call out for me.

"Erm yeah, yeah I'm home!" I called back, jumping off the couch and walking into the kitchen followed by Zayn.

"Oh- hello Zayn," my dad said "What are you doing here?" My dad didnt know that there was anything going on between Zayn and I, he thought we were just friends. But i wasnt planning on telling him the truth now.

"Hello Mr. Miller. I was just stopping by to help Chloe pick out some nice pictures for work," Zayn said, smiling sweetly.

"Oh very well then... how are you and the rest of the boys?" My dad asked, eyeing Zayn. He didnt like the fact that I hung around a bunch of famous boys; that's why i'm nervous to tell him about my new job. My mom didnt mind though.

"I'm very good sir, and so are the boys. And you?" Zayn replied. 

"I'm good thanks," my dad responded. 

The three of us stood there in an awkward silence for a few moments and then i interrupted.

"Well we should get going- back to the studio," I piped up. "I'll be home later, bye Dad!" 

Once we were outside and in the car, Zayn said to me, "So when are you planning on telling your parents?"

I sighed. "I dont know I.... wait I have an idea! Zayn did you tell the boys yet?"

"No, I figured you would want to tell them. Why?"

"Well I didnt tell anybody yet! Not Demi or Britney... just us two and Simon. We can throw a little dinner party and announce it there!" I exclaimed.

"That's a good idea... then your parents cant make a scene," Zayn added. 

I nodded. "Good so it's settled. My parents are off from work Friday so we'll have it then!" 

Zayn smiled at me then gave me a kiss. I honestly couldnt be happier.

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