Roma

Roma is a photographer majoring in music artists. Her biggest dream has always been to make it in photography and become famous for it. So when a chance to achieve this pops up, she takes it. But will this job be all that it's cut out to be? Will one of the boys in this particular boy band do something life changing and completely unfair? Read to find out in Roma's tale of love, loss, dreams and heartbreak.

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6. Alex

I grimaced as I sank into the lavender scented bath. I had snuck back into my hotel room without the boys noticing I had been gone or hurt. I quietly patched myself up while I ran the bath. I lit scented candles all around the bathroom to give it a soothing glow to calm my shaken nerves. I wondered how I was going to cover it up for the concert. I checked the time and saw that it was 4:00 in the afternoon; we had to leave at 5:00 to get to the concert in time so that gave me only an hour to get ready. I relaxed in the tub for another ten minutes before I quickly washed and dried my hair. I slipped on a tight black singlet with a dark, floral, three quarter length coat type thing, white shorts and black strappy heels. I put on my silver heart necklace and proceed with applying a light coat of makeup to cover up my injuries as well. I pulled my dark hair up into a high ponytail and straightened it. I picked up my black purse with my camera in it and checked the time again. 4:56pm. I should probably go and grab the boys, wouldn’t want to be late for their first show on the tour. I knocked on the door joining our rooms and yelled out “C’mon guys! It’s time to go!” before opening it and proceeding into their room. They were just grabbing their phones and stuff so we all headed out their door.

The concert was pretty fun. I just took some photos from side stage and back stage. I also went got a pass to go to the front of the mosh pit and take some shots from there. I was now lying in bed with a massive headache from all the screaming fans. The guys had forgotten to give me ear plugs like the ones they wore on stage. I jerked upright when I heard my phone ring. “Hello?” I said a little breathlessly after I had finally found it and picked up. “Roma? Its Alex.” I gasped. I hadn’t expected to hear from him so soon. “Oh hey Alex. What’s up?” I said, smiling. “Oh, well I was wondering if you uh wanted to uh meet me at Starbucks tomorrow at 10:00.” He mumbled. I grinned even wider. “I’d love to. See you then.” I could almost hear him relax on the other side of the phone. “Yeah, see ya.” He hung up and I listened to the beep beep beep-ing for a moment before putting my phone back down and falling asleep.

The next morning I awoke at 8:30 to the sound of repeated thuds coming from the boys’ room. I opened the door to them all wrestling on the floor, pillows strewn everywhere. “Wha- eeeeek!” I squealed as I was pulled into a tickle fight. I was hopelessly ticklish and I could not breathe for a full twenty minutes as I was giggling so hard. “OK OK STOP!” I yelled in between bursts of giggles. “I’m gonna be late. I’ve gotta go get ready now.” They stopped and sat up. “Where are you going?” asked Zayn. “Yeah we haven’t got anything scheduled until tonight’s concert.” added Niall. “Well, as a matter of fact, I’m meeting someone in,” I checked my watch “CRAP! Half an hour!” I leapt up from the ground and rushed into my room to get ready, slamming the door behind me.

 

I strolled down the path towards Starbucks, dressed lace up shorts and a crotchet, coral coloured top with my white vans. And no, no I was not wearing heels today. I stepped inside the large coffee shop, the delicious aroma hitting me pleasantly. I surveyed the room until I was Alex waving at me. I smiled and headed over to the table. We exchanged greetings and a young employee came over to take our order. I had ordered a Cake Mix Frappuccino and Alex had a Cookies and Cream Frappuccino. “So tell me about yourself.” He said, leaning forward to rest his head on his fist in an attentive way. “Well, I’m a photographer and….”

He walked me back to the hotel three hours later. I waved goodbye and thanked him for the nice outing. “Can we meet again sometime soon?” he asked. “Sure,” I replied “Just text me the details or something.” I stepped into the lift and pressed the button to take me to the floor where my room was. I stepped out onto the balcony and plonked myself down onto one of the loungers. I thought about everything I had learnt about Alex. He had Italian heritage like I thought when I first met him, he actually lived in Italy still but was on holidays in California for the next few days, his only family left was his grandmother, his mother and his sister so he was the only male in the family, he was really close to his sister who was an Italian model who travelled the world, he worked for that model agency as a director so he travelled with his sister and that he was an all-round nice guy and a gentleman.

I must have been lost in thought for a long time because when the guys knocked on my door asking if I was ready to go yet, I was completely unprepared. I swore and ran to where my clothes were, tugging off the ones I was wearing and pulling on a three-quarter sleeve Aztec print dress and blue heels. I fixed up my makeup slightly and grabbed my camera and purse before turning around to see the boys wide eyed faces. Oops, I had forgotten that they were there when I got changed. I blushed slightly and pushed past them saying “C’mon we’re already late.”

 

That concert was pretty much like the previous night except this time I had put in earplugs to muffle the screaming fans, except I kept catching Harry looking at me strangely throughout the concert. What was his deal? So what if he saw me undressing, so did the others. Maybe he had a bit of a thing for me. I decided that as soon as we got back to the hotel, I would call Maria and tell her everything that had happened, she always knew what to do in these situations. Besides, I hadn’t called her the whole time I’d been away.

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