When I got inside the car early morning I was surprised to find Zaidan already present.

"Good Morning," I said cheerfully.

"It doesn't look like it." He groaned, "All the other members were sleeping when I left home."

I grinned at his words. Subconsciously I unlocked my phone and Zaidan said, "I am right here in front of you now, still have me as wallpaper as well.

I felt my ear go hot in embarrassment.

"I am a fan." I defended myself in a weak tone and notice his lips curve a little.

"Where are you going alone? I have no written update of the schedule."

"Clothing photoshoot. Everyone else is done with it. I was busy with something else that time."

"What kind of clothing?" I asked a little chirpy for some reason today.

Joey gave me the look to stop nagging Zaidan this early in the morning.

"Casual clothing." He gave me a small answer and closed his eyes ending the conversation.

But I smiled for no reason because I was alone with my bias today. tell me this was not a dream?

***

Clothing line had five collections: campus smart, date dash, Nightwear, winter warm and club night. As the photographer explained they needed twenty photographs from each collection.

So when Zaidan walked out wearing a casual denim shirt and faded black jeans from the campus smart collection I couldn't help but stare at how stunning he was. He also carried a backpack with him and he had to pose with this carefree college guy look.

I used this moment to click some random clicks of Zaidan and all this while I noticed mini details about him like how he had this impish grin when he made a mistake or how professionally his looks went from fresh, casual to sexy and smouldering.

How is smile was forced most of the times but his eyes lit up with someone nice came to help him? My favourite was club wear because Zaidan was irresistible in a black biker jacket.

After almost two hours half the photographs were done.

"What now?" I asked as Zaidan sat down for a break and I handed him his coffee.

"I will be paired up with some model now for half of it." He said nonchalantly.

"Don't you enjoy having photo shoots with hot models?" I asked him genuinely curious.

"Not really. It is uncomfortable most of the times, painful sometimes but rarely there are some cool girls who are professionals. And just so you know I am more brains over beauty kind of guy." He said with a raised eyebrow as if wanting me to challenge him.

"They all say that but no guy could resist a pretty face and sexy figure." Somehow I sounded bitter because I was thinking of Camilla.

Before Zaidan could react to my remark we noticed that directors, photographers and other staff were huddled together talking about something. Being the manager and all I went to know the issue.

"What's wrong?"

"Our model for today is in the hospital for food poisoning," Director said with a worried face.

"So we can postpone it? Right?" I offered the solution gently.

"No, we are already late. Zaidan is the last one to shot. Our campaign begins tomorrow."

"So bring another model."

"It is not that easy, We sign a contract first, see who will fit the theme and with the idol." Director was agitated to the verge of tears.

He was pacing and I went to inform Zaidan about this.

"Cool." He said not bothered in the slightest.

"How can we help?" I pondered over the question.

"By leaving and taking me home to I can sleep a little."

"No, we can't do that." I was getting worried now, a knot forming in my gut realising I was never trained to handle such situations.

"Dad is going to kill me." I muttered to myself, "And your photo shoot will be messed up."

"Relax, it's not your fault Bray." He gave me an amused look.

"What should we do then?" I asked again my mind stuck there.

"Zenna, is it?" Director came to me.

"Yes. I-" I tried to tell him I will do something even though I had no clue.

"Have you been a model before?" He asked and my eyes widened at his question.

"No."

"Doesn't matter, I got a call from your company and Director suggested you." That sneaky MD wanted to push me in the modelling.

"I don't think I will fit the concept." I started with excuses.

"I think you will be perfect." Zaidan, the traitor said with no ounce of a joke in his words.

"Great, Zaidan agrees then we should quickly start this." And without even letting me speak they decided for me.

I wanted to refuse but I was not finding a solution at hand and I can't be impulsive and curse my helping nature that I wanted to help Zaidan.

***

In half hour I was transformed into someone too mature for my age and I hated that. I realised no make me was the best idea. My hair was styled in free-flowing waves and I was wearing the first collection: campus smart. I had a black t-shirt and short denim jacket with denim shorts and converse. I love what I was wearing.

I walked out and shyly avoiding any cameras and people I went straight to Zaidan looking at my converse all this while. I felt nauseous all of a sudden and my hands were cold. I kept biting my lips and gritting my teeth, anything to ease my nervousness.

"I am going to faint probably," I muttered to Zaidan still not able to meet his eyes.

"Just calm and look at me. " That was a bad way of reassuring.

Looking at my ultimate bias was not going to calm down now. I was trying hard not to freak out I was having a photoshoot with my bias.

"Zenna." He said in velvet smooth tone that caused my heart flutter like a flapping bird.

"Just follow what I do."

I nodded and looked up to see a new found softness in his gaze. My heart went wilder confirming it was a bad idea for me to be here.

"Okay, just act like a college couple." Director was apparently happy with my outfit.

And just like that, I felt all the air leave the room as Zaidan snaked his hands around my waist and pulled me closer.

"Look at Zaidan." Photographer instructed.

And I wanted to yell, are you crazy? I was probably tomato red now.

I looked up as per the instructions and encouraging words like good, great and nice. I blinked more than normal as I looked at Zaidan who chuckled.

We had few pictures with Zaidan taking my bag from me, back to back, one with Zaidan lifting me from the ground which was worst for my heart and my senses. I was afraid I might turn something more than a fan if this keeps happening.

It was a minor relief that I did not have to shot for night wear. And my club night was solo short which was disastrous by the way since I can't dare to look at the camera and pose. But bless these people they managed some decent shot with me in a tight red dress. I couldn't help but notice Zaidan assessing me while I shot alone.

His lazy gaze on me made me tremble and I tried really hard to keep my shit together. Director looked unhappy at my solo shots but he decided to leave them and said I was hopeless. He was not wrong.

But the most torturous was the winter warm. I had no clue till we started shooting. The camera flashes on my face were giving me a headache. Being behind the camera I realised I was better there.

"Look cosy Zenna." The agitated director called out and I stepped closer to Zaidan who looked gorgeous by the way.

"Keep your head on my shoulder Zenna and relax like we are hugging." He instructed and putting aside my discomfort I did that.

And I felt warm, really warm as he pulled me closer snuggling into me. I closed my eyes and a smile formed suddenly.

One we posed while Zaidan held my gloved hands and looked at me with such an intense level of adoration that I knew he was a pro. We posed with a fake snowman, with roses covered in snow. I was still stiff and I could notice the glare staff was giving me but Zaidan seemed to have fun.

He pulled out a rose from the fake bunch we were sitting on and extended it in my direction. That was my favourite click because Zaidan is giving his genuine smile, rare genuine smile while I looked surprised.

For the last picture photographers wanted to play with snow which was actually not snow. They are going to photoshop it somehow.

"That is not fun," Zaidan exclaimed and mentally sighed because I can't act without snow here.

Zaidan and director talked about something.

And decided on a Christmas themed click instead. It was amazing how they kept everything ready, multiple choices and even more props. A Christmas tree was brought out and with a long beautiful iron lamp. We were supposed to stand under the lamp. And even thought each time I wanted to keep my distance, Zaidan always managed to pull me closer.

I am dreaming, a really long dream.

Suddenly without any discussion, Zaidan pulled me dangerously closer and planted a soft kiss on my forehead under the lamp light. As he pulled away with a smirk and a happy okay from the director, I looked at him breathlessly. I had to place my hand on my beating heart, to control it lest it jumped out of my chest.

I gulped and looked at him. I just asked for a concert or fan meeting. What the hell just happened?

"I was wrong about one thing?" Zaidan whispered next to me.

"What?" I asked, still a little giddy.

"You are way more beautiful that Camilla."

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Lucky you Zenna!!! It is a fangirl dream come true right now! :D

Good thing the model for the photoshoot got sick! XD

Let me know your thoughts! *excited to hear what you guys think*