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camera shy || o. guerra

"Are you sure Danny will want my help? He's perfectly capable of handling photoshoots himself seeing as it's his job." Oscar paid me no attention as he made sure he had everything he needed, pulling the door to our house shut behind him and trying to breeze past me. I put my arm out to stop him and he squeezed my elbow in reassurance, realizing how much the whole situation was actually stressing me out.

"I don't think anyone is going to be upset that you are there seeing as they are all your friends." He did have a point but I was still second-guessing if I would be in the way or not. I wasn't really part of the YouTube world and the only place Oscar's fans really saw me was when he begged me to post a photo on Instagram, so there was no real reason for me to tag along today. "Danny will need a hand for sure. No one could manage all of us at once while trying to get good quality pictures."

I laughed at how much chaos was going to ensue during the next few hours and agreed with Oscar. Danny would take the pictures and I would play mom and try to keep everyone on schedule and doing what they were supposed to be doing, which would be a full-time job on its own.

Any doubts I had about being in the way were quickly pushed to the back of my brain when Franny and Nezza basically plowed me over with hugs before I could get both feet out of the car. Nezza tried to steady me while we were all laughing and I eventually managed to suck in enough air to speak. "Definitely not complaining because that was a great hello but why are you both so excited?"

"We thought you weren't coming!" Franny was tugging me as quickly as possible into the C4 House which currently looked like a hurricane had torn through and ripped all the clothing items from everyone's closets. "Danny is hopeless at trying to get us all in the clothes we are supposed to be in and Jc is too busy taking millions of phone calls to help. So that's where you come in!"

Oscar gave me an I-told-you-so smile as he surveyed the piles of clothes covering the couch and coffee table. "So do we all have something specific we're supposed to wear?" Nezza shrugged and he glanced over to where Jc was pacing the hallway with his phone pressed against his ear. "Does he have a plan at all?"

"Not exactly," Franny said, just as Jc ran over.

"Hey (Y/N)'s here! Just the girl I wanted to see! You, my friend, have the most important job of the day." He was beaming at me but I could see the stress behind his smile. "Can you try and organize the outfits for people? I was supposed to have it done earlier but I really overbooked myself today and I'm kind of freaking out."

Jc's hands were clasped together in front of him, and he looked so pitiful that I had to say yes. "Of course I will. Just any way I want?" He nodded quickly and hurried off to his phone that had already started ringing again. I looked to Franny and Nezza and gestured to the mess in front of us. "Well, we better get started!

By the time Danny was ready to start the actual photoshoot, everyone was dressed in their Tixxo best and I was feeling pretty proud of myself. "Everyone looks amazing! Better than what Danny or I could've done," Jc said. Danny punched his shoulder but gave me an encouraging smile and ultimately agreed with Jc.

"Now you need to help me control everyone," Danny murmured from the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on Kian. Kian, who had overheard Danny's comment, gave us an innocent smile but we both knew he was going to annoy everyone every chance he got and we were about to be in for a long afternoon.

For the most part, everyone behaved themselves and after his latest round of posing everyone for a huge group photo, Danny announced that he had all of the shots he wanted to get. He was about to put his camera away when Jc stopped him and motioned for me to come over. "Why don't you go grab a shirt and jump in a few pictures?"

Not loving being the center of attention, I felt my cheeks flame as everyone agreed with Jc. I probably would've said no, but I didn't get a chance to say anything before Oscar shook his head. "No, that's okay. We got some really good shots today, I don't think we need any more."

Everyone was looking between us, probably also confused as to why he was so quick to shoot down the idea of me joining them. He gave me a confused look as I plucked a pink shirt off the pile and slipped it on over my shirt, walking over to Jc. "Actually I would love to be in one, thank you for offering." He smiled at my boldness and put me as far away from Oscar as possible to avoid the smoothness of the photoshoot being ruined by us fighting.

"All of the girls should get one together," Nezza suggested and I nodded, copying their poses for the camera. It felt so foreign to be in front of the camera rather than behind but I tried to look like I was having a blast seeing as Oscar thought I wouldn't want to be part of it and thought he could make the decision for me.

"Oscar, why don't you jump in with (Y/N)," Danny suggested after he had finished with the girls', obviously not sensing the tension between us. Oscar jumped in happily and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder with a smile. Danny started to snap some pictures but he poked his head out from behind the camera when he noticed my frown. "Pictures are a lot nicer when you look happy."

Oscar immediately dug his fingers into my sides, making me squeal and I struggled to get out of his grip as he continued to relentlessly tickle me. He threw me up over his shoulder and I clung tightly to him, still laughing as the blood rushed to my head.

He finally put me down and leaned his forehead against mine as I caught my breath, a smile still on my face from before, but as soon as Danny said he was done, I turned away from him and started to help Jc hang all of the clothes back up. I did anything to prolong the drive back home but it eventually came and any attempts at conversation in the car were quickly stopped by my lack of a response.

"Okay, why am I getting the silent treatment?" He put the car in park but didn't make a move to get out.

I raised my eyebrows at him, wondering if he had an out of body experience and didn't just remember the past hour. "Because you didn't want me in the photoshoot with everyone!" He started to protest but I stopped him and shook my head. "You can't tell me that that is not what happened. Jc asked if I wanted to be in a picture and you were very quick to say no."

"Not because I didn't want you to," he began but I shut the car door behind me and went into the house without waiting for him to follow. I went straight to the bedroom and grabbed my pillow, turning around to find him leaning with an amused expression in the doorway. "What are you doing?"

"Sleeping on the couch," I mumbled, pushing past him. He turned and watch me kick off my shoes in a huff and bury my head in the pillow. I heard movement and the couch dipped slightly as he laid his hand on my back.

"It isn't that I didn't want you to be in the pictures. I just didn't want you to feel like you had to since I know you like not being in the spotlight. I wasn't trying to hurt you, you know that." He was right, but I was still annoyed and I didn't want him to win that easily so I stayed facedown and waited for him to leave.

I learned that the couch was very comfortable judging by the fact I fell asleep almost as soon as he walked away, so I was confused as to why I woke up from my peaceful sleep. When I was awake enough to process coherent thoughts, I realized it was because I had woken up to temperatures much like that of Antarctica.

Of course, I had been so quick to get out of the bedroom that I had forgotten a blanket, so I reluctantly went back to grab one. However, Oscar looked so comfortable and warm that I found myself curling up next to him and stealing any body heat I could manage. His arm immediately wrapped around me as though he was waiting for me.

"It took you long enough," he whispered and I stayed quiet, still not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was back on my good side. "What made you come back?"

"Because I'm cold," I grumbled and I heard him laugh above me. I frowned at him and propped myself up. "What's so funny?"

He shrugged and pulled me back down to his chest. "I may have turned the heat down a little so you would get cold and come cuddle with me." I laughed a little and sleepily mumbled something about him being stupid, and he squeezed me closer into him. "Well it worked, didn't it? Now I know what to do for next time."

"Don't irritate me and there won't be a next time."