Glass Hearts

I wanted to puke after reading that text. I guess I stopped in my tracks because Austin turned around and placed his hand lightly on my shoulder. His movement made me jump.

"Are you alright?" He asked looking straight into my eyes. I nodded but he could see through my weak attempt. "How about after the meeting, we can go get coffee and talk?" I smiled.

"That sounds nice." My voice, for the first time in years, was weak. I was scared shitless of Ian. He wasn't the best boyfriend ever. I mean for fuck sakes, he tried to kill me. I'll get to that later.

Austin led me inside the studio to a room where four other guys were sitting. Instantly my demeanour changed from, scared to death to professional photographer, as soon as I entered the room.

"Alright guys. Let's get this meeting going." Austin clapped his hands together, making the sound echo the room. The other guys all stood up and shake me hand.

"Hi, I'm Faith." I replied to all of them when they told me their names. Tino was the last one to shake me hand. "I talked to you on the phone earlier." He nodded and I giggled. "It's very nice to officially meet all of you. I am so honored that you guys asked me to be your photographer. I brought my portfolio so you can check it out." I placed in down on the table and Alan was the first one to pick it up. Him and Austin were looking at it together.

"Holy shit. You were the one that took pictures for the Super Bowl last year?" Alan asked looking up at me with a huge smile on his face. I returned the smile.

"Yes, I was. I couldn't believe it myself. Those pictures are some of my biggest achievements." Once they were done looking through it, we all sat around chatting about random things.

"So what made you want to get into photography?" Austin was sitting beside me on a leather couch. I grinned at the thought of getting into photography.

"Well when I was about sixteen, I went to a Nickelback concert. I was in the front row and there were photographers in front of the baracade. One of them started talking to me about all the bands he had taken pictures of and at that moment, I knew what I wanted to do. So that next week I went out and bought two cameras. A Nikon and a Canon." I looked around the room and Alan was laughing a little bit. "What are you laughing at?"

"I can't believe you like Nickelback." He started laughing harder and soon enough, they all were laughing. I crossed my arms and fake pouted.

"I like a lot of different bands, asswipe." I stuck my tongue out at him and giggled. He flipped me off and stuck his tongue out too.

Well this is going great. I already really like these guys.

"What camera do you prefer to use?" Aaron changed the subject with another question.

"Canon, hands down. I actually have a couple different types of Canons, along with a wide varity of lenses. So I'm able to do photographs of any style. Live action, portrait, close ups. You name it, I can do it." I felt eyes staring at me and I looked over at Austin. He smiled and quickly glanced at the rest of the guys. They all had a smile on their faces. "Okay, you guys are freaking me out a little bit. What are you all thinking?" They laughed, leaving me even more confused.

"I think we found our photographer for our next tour." Austin announced, his smile growing wider. My heart stopped.

"What?" I whispered, not fully processing what he just said.

"You're our photographer!" Alan shouted and ran over to me, to tackle me onto the ground. I screamed and the whole band joined in. I was crushed by these fives guys I just met.

"I...Can't...Breathe." I gasped out. They each got off of me one by one. Austin helped me up and hugged me. I hugged him back and went to hug the other guys. "Thank you guys so much. This is my dream and my passion."

"It's our pleasure. You're one of the best photographers out there." Phil finally talked for the first time. A huge smile spread across my lips and I couldn't help but to hug them all again.

"Well we are going to go get some lunch, would you like to come?" Aaron asked looking at me. I went to speak but Austin spoke up.

"We were actually going to go get some coffee and talk a little bit about the tour." All the guys nodded their heads and walked out. "Ready to go?" He asked staring down at me.

"Yeah but I can't drive my car with the back windshield missing." I shifted my weight back and forth on my feet, staring at the floor.

"We can take my car. I don't want you driving by yourself anyways." A hint of anger was hidden behind his words. He placed his finger underneath my chin and gently lifted it up so I was looking at him. "We can talk about it, if you want?"

"Okay." My voice was small and weak as I tried holding back my tears. He smiled and we walked outside together. We were almost to his car when I remembered something. "Shit! All of my camera equipment is in my car and I don't want to leave it here." I rushed through my words before running to my car and opening my back hatch.

"Damn. That's a lot of equipment." I jumped at Austin's voice. He laughed a little and started helping me get everything out.

"I think that's everything." I was out of breath from carrying my equipment to his car. "Thank you for helping me. I usually have to carry all of that shit by myself." I looked up at him and he wasn't winded at all.

"I won't let you carry all of that by yourself. Neither will the guys." He smiled and patted my head. "You're too little to carry all of that stuff by yourself." I smacked his hand away and pretended to pout.

"I'm not that small." My eyes landed on a tattoo on his side. I smirked and turned him to the side. Once I read it, I busted out laughing. "Apparently I'm tall enough to ride." His face burned red and I couldn't help but laugh even more.

"I hate that damn tattoo." He muttered and guided me to the passenger door.

"Oh come on, that was funny." I said poking his stomach. He tried to hold in his laughter but he couldn't do it.

His laugh is the cutest damn thing I have ever heard.

He opened my door for me and I climbed in. He ran over to the drivers side and jumped in.

"Off to Starbucks!" I yelled loudly, startling him.

"Jesus, for such a little body, you have a loud mouth." I smirked and turned up the radio. One Direction's song 'Best Song Ever' was playing. I started dancing in my seat while I sang.

Maybe it's the way she walked, straight into my heart and stole it.

Through the doors and pass the guards. Just like she already owned it!

Austin looked over at me and laughed.

"Come on! Sing with me!" I shouted as the chorus came up. He shook his head but started singing too.

And we danced all night to the best song ever.
We knew every line. Now I can't remember
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her
'Cause we danced all night to the best song ever.

I think it went oh, oh, oh
I think it went yeah, yeah, yeah
I think it goes oh.

We sang the whole song together. When the high part came along, Austin tried to do it but it just ended with me laughing so hard that there was no noise coming out.

"Holy fuck. Did I break you or something?" He stared at me and chuckled.

"That was too funny." I said still laughing.

"Damn, I thought I broke you for a minute." We sat there and laughed a little bit more before getting out of the car.

When we got into Starbucks, I heard a loud scream, followed by a girl running up to Austin. I grinned as Austin took a picture with her and signed some things for her, before I walked up to the counter.

"Hi, Faith. What can I get you, sweetheart?" Claire smiled at me. I come in here enough, that they know me by name.

"Grande Vanilla Bean Frap with no whip cream, double blended. Please." I was getting out some money when Austin stopped me.

"It's on me." He smirked at me before ordering what he wanted.

"You don't have to, Austin." I felt bad that he was going to pay for my drink but he just handed Claire his credit card. "Thank you." I whispered to him.

Once we got our drinks, we sat down and he stared at me.

"Okay, I'm here to listen to you." I took I deep breath.

"Well it all started...."

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