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I smile as the video camera light blinks on. I stare at the lens for a moment before spinning it around pointing it at Ryan, who was sitting next to me in the van. It takes him a second before he notices, looking at me through the corner of his eye “are you about to black mail me or something?” He teasingly asks as he stares at the outdated camcorder in my hand. I can't help but snicker at his words “no, not yet… I'm just filming while we're on tour. Like one of those home videos that people show their kids like… 20 years later.” the camera shakes slightly as I move around in my seat “we can show our kids in the future! well… if any of you losers ever actually have kids”. A chorus of offended noises from the guys fill the van.
My laughter is cut off when my camcorder is pulled away from my hands, I turn to look over at Spencer who was now pointing the camera at me. He pulls back the moment I try to snatch it back “be careful with that, it's delicate” Ryan leans over my shoulder to look at the camera “Delicate? You mean falling apart. I mean seriously, you've had that since highschool. Why don't you get a new one?” A slight blush forms on my cheek as my hands cover the camera, slightly muffling the mic hole “well I can't just get a new one, it's the one you got me for my 17th birthday”. Ryan just smiles and shakes his head, turning to look out the window “aww aren't you two adorable” Spencer mocks us as he pulls the camera away from my hands, before shoving it into my face. “shut up Spencer” I let out an irritated groan as I finally got the camera back, stopping the recording.
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I walked across the stage as the guys set up for sound check, moving towards Ryan, who smiled at me, eyes darting between me and the camcorder “you wanna hear the weird dream i had last night?” I perk up a bit “can i record it?” He gives me a sly smile as he shook his head at me, causing a pout to form on my face as i turn the camera off
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Brendon had somehow gotten his hands on my video camera, zooming in on me from a distance as I stood behind the set up of piano and keyboards. He takes a few steps towards me, the camera shaking in his unsteady hands. I glance up at him, a dumb grin on his face as he continues walking closer. I bite my lip to hide my own smile as I try to ignore him, turning my attention back to the keyboard in front of me. I stifle a laugh as the camera is only a few inches away from my face “do you need something Bren?” I look up at him finally, the face splitting grin on his face causing me to smile back at him “why would you think that?” I raise my eyebrow at him “oh you know… intuition”
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It was late at night when we were sitting on the beach, the sun only just starting to set. It was relatively empty, given how cold it was. I was walking next to Ryan, unaware of the video camera pointed directly at us. Picking up the voices of Jon, Spencer and Brendon who had, of course, thought it'd be hilarious to film us. “aren't they just the cutest?” Brendon’s voice picks up from behind the camcorder “no, I'm sick of them. They're so oblivious it's almost sad” Jon's dry humored voice cuts in. “You'll get used to it eventually, they've been like this since they started high school” Spencer can't help but have his own dig at us, having known us since we were kids.
The camera zooms in on us as we stand near the shore line, talking with each other about something the camera can't pick up. Jon lets out a groan “if they don't kiss soon, it's gonna drive me insane” Brendon laughs as the two start joking with each other. Spencer however was still paying attention to the camera in his hands, letting out an over exaggerated gasp as he watched Ryan tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. The camera zooms in even closer, now only capturing from our torsos up as Ryan leans in closer to me.
“Guys! Holy shit guys check this out” Spencer hurriedly tried to regain their attention “oh my god, are they actually about to” Brendon whispers out excitedly. The next few moments are silent as they watch with bated breath. The camera captures the moment Ryan leans in, pressing his lips against mine. The obnoxious cheering has us pulling away, both turning bright red. Turning to face them, I barely notice the camcorder in Spencer's hand, pointing it out to Ryan as soon as I do. His laughter only just picking up on the video.
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I held the camera up, pointing towards the road as we all walked down the street. My free hand, holding Ryan's. “I should probably get you a new camera” he mutters as he takes in its shabby appearance. The camcorder had been thoroughly used while we were on tour, practically never leaving my side, unless one of the other guys got their grubby hands on it. And because of that it had gained quite a few new scratches, its body sloppily littered in random stickers that the guys had stuck on it, barely avoiding the various buttons. I turn to him, the camera turning with me to capture his face “hmm, only if you get it for my birthday again” he lets out a soft laugh “yeah? i think i can do that for you”