Age Is Just A Number

This book is basically about a 15 year old girl named Ski (Pronounced Sky) who has a passion for photography. It's basically her life. Her dad happens to be best friends with One Direction's body guard, Paul. When Paul has a conversation about One Direction needing a new photographer, Ski's dad recommended her and she is now One Direction's new photographer. Problem is her dad didn't tell her that she would be working with the famous One Direction, just a popular band and she hates One Direction. A lot.

Would she fall for one of the boys? And if she did, would her age, being just 15, stop her from loving him?

Based on the title of my book what is your opinion. Is age just a number when it comes to love?


5. Ski's Photos

"Wait, you guys are One Direction?" I asked dumbfounded. They all nodded their heads. Without thinking I burst out laughing. They sent weird glances at each other.

"What's so funny?" Niall asked trying to laugh along as if he actually knew what was going on.

"Nothing, it's just," I stopped talking and frowned. I couldn't tell them I hated them. First off, it would be pretty rude to tell someone you hate them, secondly they're amazingly hot, and most importantly it could cause me my job that I didn't even start yet.

"It's just what?" Zayn asked with a small frown on his face. Oh gosh. Is it weird to find a boy attractive when they frown? Wait, stop Ski. You hate them, remember?

"I'm just... not a fan of yours..." I quietly whispered.

All their jaws dropped except for Harry's which caught me off guard a bit. He smirked and said,

"Well, we can change that."




"Well this is awkward." my father whispered to me as we were all sitting in the living room, talking about my photography skills.

"You could've at least told me I was working for the number one band I hate." I said not even bothering to lower my voice. Paul was in the kitchen making sandwiches so good thing he didn't hear or bye bye photography career.

"Management called guys, they said they loved your photos." Paul said gesturing to me as he walked in holding two plates of finger sandwiches.

I smiled. Glad to know they loved them.

He gave one of the plates to the boys who sat across from me and my father on another couch. Then he gave one to my dad. I watched as Louis whispered into Paul's ear. Paul kept nodding in understandment.

"Hey sweetheart, the boys want to review you and your photos, if that's alright." Paul smiled at me.

"Sure." I looked over at the boys who were smiling at me. They all got up and ran toward the stairs. I, too, got up and followed them up the stairs.

We reached the room where we were first introduced.

"We have a few questions to ask you." Liam asked taking a seat on a big beanbag chair. The rest of the boys sat down as well, either on the bed or a chair. I remained standing.

"You can sit down, if ya want." Niall motioned to an empty chair.

"I'm fine." I stated.


"Okay let's start off with your name." Harry said looking down on a piece of paper.

"Ski? As in the sport?" he asked chuckling a bit.

"It's pronounced Ski, you know like the blue stuff above us outside."  I said with a hint of anger in my voice.

"Ski, that's a really beautiful name." Zayn said sending a smile to me. With his smile I could feel the anger disperse into butterflies.

They asked a few more questions about where I lived, school, hobbies, whose the cutest one in the group which I refused to answer. Afterwards, they popped in a cd full of my photos. The first one to pop up was the couple underneath the tree back in New York at Central Park.

"Wow, I gotta admit Ski," Louis spoke "your absolutely an amazing photographer." For the first time he smiled at me. I thought he would be the one to hate me considering the face he made when I walked in.

The next few photos were the kids having a snowball fight, the Blue Jay family, some of me that Jasmine took when she wanted to play with my camera. It became awkward when the next ten photos were of me. These, Jasmine also took for my 15th birthday which was eight months ago.

The first one was of me with a big feathery boa dancing around in my room. It was a pretty good shot. The next one was just me hiding behind a tree with my head sticking out the side. For my birthday I wanted to take lots of pictures so my dad agreed to take Jasmine and I to Central Park.

The next one was me kissing this statue that I have no idea who it was. The next three were of me and Jasmine making silly faces. The first one was just a regular smiling one. The second one was us sticking out our tongue. The third one was my favorite. We made duck faces while trying to push up our hair in the back. I felt the sudden urge to cry. I missed Jasmine so much.

"Who's ya very pretty friend?" Louis asked.

"Jasmine." I replied. I tried to keep my voice steady so it wouldn't crack. He nodded and turned back toward the photos.

The next one was of the sun hiding behind a tree. A few rays of sunlight seeped through which what made me take that photo. The next two were me in a very short and tight black dress. I touched my cheeks to see if there was any indication of me blushing. I looked over at the boys. Louis and Liam didn't have much of a reaction, thank goodness. I looked over at Niall, Zayn, and Harry and automatically felt my cheeks burns. Great.

All three of them we're talking about me. Even though they were whispering I could hear them. I only caught two sentences though. "Wow, she's hot."  "She got a nice body, eh?"

As if they felt me staring at them, they turned toward me. I quickly put my attention back toward the screen and so did they.


The last photo was of the clouds that made a number one and the letter D next to each other. I smile at the memory of recently taking that photo. I miss New York so much right now.

"Wow that's pretty amazing!" Niall exclaimed. Okay, I'm confused. It's justs clouds. Yeah it was an amazing shot but it wasn't 'pretty amazing!' as Niall said.

"Um, it's just a number one and a letter D next to each other?"

I heard Louis chuckle a bit.

"Wow guys, she really meant it when she said she wasn't a fan of us." Louis looked over at me, "That's our Logo, 1D. You know, for One Direction."

I nodded. Wow, I'm so dumb.


"Hey boys come down here!" Paul yelled from downstairs. Liam ejected the disk and handed it to me. "Great job babe." Babe? Is that British talk or something? I wasn't planning on being anyone's babe.

I walked downstairs with the rest of the boys. There were beach bags and a cooler by the front door.

"Paulnator, what's all this?" Niall asked who quickly ran toward the cooler, checking its contents.

"Management wanted me to check how Ski is in action so we're having a mini photoshoot at the beach." The boys hollered with excitement.

Um, I hope they know it's like 40 degrees outside.

I glanced over at my dad for an explanation but he just shrugged.

"Ski, I packed your bathing suit just in case you wanted to go in the water with the boys." I gave the Are-You-Crazy look.

"Oh come on Ski, it would be fun." Zayn asked pleadingly.

I sighed, "Fine, but if I'm too cold, I'm not going in." They glanced around with little smirks on their faces.

They're getting on my nerves. What's with them and they're smirking?





After about 10 minutes of loading up the van with beach stuff and food, we were ready. I was in the very back with me taking the right window seat, Zayn next to me in the middle, and Harry next to him, who took the last seat in the back. I heard Niall sigh at the sight of no room in the back. He hopped in and took the seat in front of me with Liam and Louis following him from behind.

"Everyone buckled in?" Paul yelled.

"Yes sir!" Louis saluted him.

Paul started the car and before I knew it, I was watching the rushing town outside the car window. I could feel their eyes on me. All of them. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

"How about we play a game to pass the time?" Zayn suggested.  Oh great...

"How about Would You Rather?" Niall recommended. They nodded in agreement of the choice.

"You wanna play love?" Louis turned toward me to ask. I shrugged my shoulders. "Sure."
 I guess it's better than staring out the window for who knows how long.

He smiled and pulled a lever underneath his chair which made it spin around. I watched as Liam and Niall did the same. What a pimped out van.

"Okay, Niall you go first?" Liam said. Niall stroked his chin as if he had a beard. His eyes trailed from Harry to Me then to Zayn.

"Zayn, me boy," He narrowed his eyes at Zayn who tried to hide behind Harry.

"Would you rather date Cher Lloyd or Jennifer Lopez?"

"Jennifer Lopez for sure because she has a nice body." Zayn said. Liam reached over and gave him a high five.

"How about you Niall, who would you date, Miley Cyrus or Lady Gaga?" Harry asked.

"Now that's just cruelty, mate." Niall laughed.

This went on for about an hour. No one asked me any questions, thank goodness.

"We'll be there in about five minutes so be ready guys... and girls." Wow, way to make it awkward Paul.

"Okay a few more, Louis would you rather sleep with me or Harry?" Zayn asked.

"Harry duh." he winked. An echo of chuckles went throughout the cars. I even heard my dad and Paul try to stifle a laugh in the front. They looked over at me as if I didn't know what a joke was.

"Okay, Skiiii," Louis said in a weird voice "Would you rather date Liam or Harry?"

Oh gosh. I felt my cheeks go red. I just shrugged and looked back out the window.

"Oh come on." He pleaded.

"I don't know, neither I guess." Psh, your lying to yourself Ski.

"You have to pick one." Niall pushed.

"Ummmm-" Suddenly the car stopped and my dad and Paul got out. Saved by the beach.


I took a few shots of the boys in the water which I can tell was freezing by the look of Zayn's face when he dove in. A wind picked up giving me a perfect shot. I held the camera up to my eye and focused. The first person I found was Niall splashing Liam.


I looked back at the photo and couldn't help but laugh. Liam's face was absolutely priceless.

"Your really good." I whirled around to find Harry smiling behind me.

"Did I scare you? I'm so sorry." I turned back around and just ignored him.

"Well, you could at least say thank you after I complimented you on your work." Can't he just leave me alone?

I turned back toward him and put on the best fake smile I could. "Thank. You." He smiled at me showing his dimple which was the cutest ever, I had to admit.

I motioned toward the shore. "Go stand over there, I need some pictures."

He ran over toward the water and turned toward me. He smiled big showing pearly white teeeth.


He then looked out toward the sea. I followed his gaze and almost gasped. The sun was setting which casted purple and orange with yellow colored streaks across the sky.

"Did you take the photo yet?" Harry asked still facing toward the sea. I came back to reality and snapped the picture.

He turned around and put his hands on his hips, puffing out his chest. He made a serious face while looking at the sky.

"Are you suppose to be superman or something?" I giggled. He actually made me smile and laugh for once.

Still in position is said, "I think but this position really hurts so if you can take the picture that would be lovely." I laughed again. What's going on here? Why are you laughing along with Harry?

I held the camera up to my eye and clicked the shutter button.

A gust of wind picked up making Harry's hair go crazy.

"Wait stay right there!" I yelled at him. I quickly held up my camera and focused. I just stared into the lens, looking at him. His curly hair was going crazy but it was so beautiful.


"Ow ow ow." Harry suddenly said holding his hand up to his left eye.

"Harry, are you okay?"

"I think I got sand in my eye." I walked over to him trying my best not to get sand in my own.

"Let me see." He let me take his hand away from his eye and put it beside him. I opened his eye a little wider. I didn't really see anything but I carefully blew in his eye just in case. He stumbled a bit and fell foward bringing me with him.

I fell first and he fell on top of me. Talk about an awkward situation.

Instead of getting up like he should have he just looked at me. And instead of me slapping him like I should have I stared back. Even though I hate them so much, I have to admit Harry has beautiful green eyes. I was so lost in his eyes that it wasn't until he was inches away that he was slowly moving closer to me.

"Harry, can you please get off." I asked him. I looked away trying to make the awkwardness go away but it just lingered in the air. He tried to kiss me. He doesn't even know me yet. I was right, he is a player and the rest of them probably are too.

Finally with a sigh he got off. He held out his hand to help me up but I brushed it off. I checked my camera for any damage. Nothing, good.

"Hey Harry, Ski, come in the water! It's not so bad after you stay in for awhile." Niall screamed from the ocean.

"Psh, yeah right." I mumbled under my breath.

"Hey guys! Ski doesn't want to go in the water." I heard him laugh. Not the cute laugh but the deep throaty laugh. It sounded pretty malicious. I did not like this one bit.

Slowly, the boys got out of the water and walked toward us. They were shivering of course with the water dripping from their skin and the random gusts of winds here and there. If I was a fan and I saw them like that, I would most definitely faint. Yup. For sure.

"What are you guys doing?" I asked getting nervous.

"Oh nothing." Niall asked whistling.

I crossed my arms and put on my best poker face. "I'm not going in and that's final."

"Are you sure about that love?" Louis said smirking.

The boys were all around me now. I was surrounded by a group of smirking, wet boys. Who knows what they could do?

 It may have been super quiet that only the boys could hear but I heard every single word loud and clear.

"Get her." Harry whispered.

Before I could even think of anything they all came running at me. As a reflex I took off running but man, were these boys fast. I was enough distance between them to run over to my towel and quickly but carefully set down my camera. After successfully doing so, I took off running again.

They kept getting closer and closer. Even though I was completely terrified, I was laughing while running. The boys joined in too.

"Just give it up Ski. You're going to tire out soon." Liam yelled, out of breath himself.

"Are you sure you won't tire out first Liam?" I smiled but kept on running. After about a few minutes of them chasing me, they started to block me in. The only way I could go was toward the water.

"Jerks." I mumbled under a smile. I turned back but quickly regreted it. Zayn was only a few feet away from me. It made me laugh and scream as I ran toward the water. I squealed as my feet hit the cold water but I kept on running.

I looked back just in time as Zayn tackled me from behind and pulled me down with him toward the ice cold water. I screamed just before I went down. I did hold my breathe in time but I almost gasped at how cold the water was. The water wasn't that deep so I stood up and I was back in the oxygen atmosphere.

I rubbed my eyes to clear my vision. I noticed everyone was hollering and clapping at Zayn who achieved of getting me into the water. Even Paul and dad were clapping. Traitors.

"I can't believe you did that." I splashed him with water.

"Sorry love, it was tempting." he winked at me and splashed back.

Niall, Liam, Louis, and Harry came rushing toward us sending waves of water everywhere.

"Told you you'll get in the water." Harry said. I splashed him with water that made him lose his balance.

"What was that for?" he asked laughing.

I crossed my arms over my chest and scoffed, "Payback, obviously."

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