Pages Of Pretend

"Hey." I spoke approaching Harry.

"Hi." He replied pushing his hair off his forehead. I came to realize he does that a lot…

Harry, for some miraculous reason, called me yesterday after he dropped me home from our meeting with the producers and invited me for a little encounter today so we can discuss a few things about our characters and maybe practice a little.
"So," He stuck his hands in his pockets as we walked down a pad walk near a lagoon. it's not exactly warm but it's not that cold either.

"Are you nervous?" I asked him bluntly.

"What? No! Why would I?" His head snapped up to stare at me.

"I'm just asking, you're acting all weird."

"I've been thinking…" He trailed of.

"Uh oh."

"I'm serious." He rolled his eyes. "After our meeting yesterday I realized I really need to put some effort in this movie thing…"

"Really?" I said rather sarcastically. "Sorry, go on." I said when he glared deeply at me.

"I'm just tired of people assuming things that are not true about me and the movie might be the best option." He reasoned.


"What made you assume such thing?" I tilted my head.

"Because I see how my mum and sister suffer when people say those things..."

He led us to the grass right in front of the lagoon, sitting down. I followed his actions and sat next to him keeping a certain distance. I took the script from my bag and started browsing through it.

"What are you doing?" He asked curiously.

"Ehm picking a scene to practice?"

"We've just arrived." He groaned.

"So? You do realize we start shooting in four days right?" I looked at him.

"We're getting along... Sort of... Right?"

"Not really..."

"How come?" Harry gasped.

"For me getting along means being friendly and nice to each other." I explained.

"As long as you keep your attitude for yourself, we're fine..." He smiled sweetly despite his harsh words.

"My attitude? I wanted to try to be friends with you from the beginning, YOU were the one who came with the attitude!" I raised my voice slightly.

"Calm down, jez, do you always yell like that?" He scowled.

"No, you're just really obnoxious that's why..." I rolled my eyes annoyed.

"You keep insulting me but every time I tell you to me, you come right away." He smirked cockily.

"Yes because you're supposed to co-star the movie with me remember? It's my career we're talking about..." I reminded him.

"Okay okay, God. Let's take a look at the scenes then." He grabbed the script rather rudely.

We spent almost an hour practicing some scenes until Harry eventually grew bored and we took a break. It went better than I thought actually, when Harry wants he can get involved in what he's doing and he's not that bad acting, much to my surprise.
I bit my lip nervously, debating if I should tell him what I'm thinking... It won't cause any harm right?

"Harry..."

"Humm..." He hummed placing his phone back in his pocket.

"We should practice something else than the lines... Eventually..." I trailed off.

"What should we practice?" He turned to me with a small grin.

"You know our characters are in love with each other... And they do things that people in love do..." I said slowly.

"You wanna practice the intimacy scenes? Because that should be in a more quiet place you know." He wiggled his eyebrows.

"No!" My eyes widened. "I'm not talking about that!" i quickly added.

"What are you talking about then?" He tilted his head amused by my embarrassment.

"You know like yesterday in the meeting, they wanted us to kiss and---"

"Oh that! You wanna kiss me?"

"No Harry, God! I'm just saying we should practice it at least once so we don't get all uncomfortable like yesterday..." I explained.

"Okay..." He simply shrugged.

"Okay?" I raised my brows at him.

"Yeah, let's do it then." He pushed his curls off his forehead.

"Now?" My eyes widened.

"Why not?" He stared at me.

I guess it would be more awkward if we were like in my house or something but I was suggesting doing it now I mean Im not ready... Well, there's no need to be ready, it's not a big deal, I don't like him like that...

"Fine." I said before I could change my mind.

"Really?" His head snapped at me, obviously surprised.

"Yes, but only one time." I added sternly.

"I didn't say to do it more than once, you're the one who suggested it, not me." He chuckled.

"Okay, okay stop talking about it." I huffed.

"So you wanna do this or not? The sun is almost gone?" He pointed out.

"I do." I swallowed.

Harry turned to me completely clearing his throat. My heartbeat increased a little as I stared at him. He stared back expectantly.

"Do you want me to uh do it?" He suggested.

"Yeah." I swallowed.

Harry frowned for a moment before sighing and leaning in but stopped a few inches from my mouth.

"Ready?" He whispered. I merely nodded.

I watched the corners of his mouth curl up a little before moving forward.

"Wait, wait!" I stopped him, pushing at his chest.

"What is it?" He sighed moving back to his previous spot.

"Nothing, it was just... How is the kiss supposed t go?" I asked.

"What do you mean, how is the kiss supposed to go? It's a kiss, you don't think about it!" He huffed. "Haven't you kissed a boy before?"

"Of course I have." I scowled.

"So? What's the problem then?" He shrugged. "It's just a kiss, we're not having sex or something..."

"Eww!" I scrunched my nose.

"You're so..."

"So what?" I questioned.

"Nothing, just forget it." He sighed deeply staring ahead.

"Are you mad?"

"No Sophia, i'm not mad. You just make a big deal of something that's not." He stated.

"I just, I've never kissed someone just... because! I normally like the person..."

"It's not a real kiss..."

"Don't you mind doing it?"

"No, because it's not real. I thought you wanted to be an actress, you're supposed to kiss someone more than one person per movie." He reasoned. And, unfortunately, he's right.

"Okay, let's try again."

"No thank you." He huffed.

"I'm serious, I won't back away now." I promised.

"Yes you will." He kept staring at the lagoon.

"I won't." I grabbed his jacket turning him to me again.

His eyes glanced at my hand in his clothing before looking at me amused.
I stayed still as he tried again, moving slowly towards me. My eyes flickered at his lips when he wetted them before locking at his eyes again.

"You're supposed to close your eyes." He whispered, his lips almost brushing mine.

"Sorry." I mumbled, shivers running down my spine feeling his hot breath in my face, and closed my eyes.

I waited a couples seconds before his lips brushed mine ever so slightly.
I swallowed, my eyes still closed. As I was about to open them, he pressed his lips more forcefully against mine and I couldn't help but part my mouth. Our lips moved with each other, the movements increasing just like my heartbeat.
I was slightly surprised when he pushed his tongue to my mouth, massaging mine. But the thing is, I was not surprised because he did. I was surprised because I was enjoying it.

One of Harry's hands found my waist as he pushed me more to him and I couldn't help but wound my hand in his curls. I must just have imagined the moan that escaped his mouth.

"Harry..." I murmured pushing at his chest slightly.

"What?" He withdrew his mouth from mine but his face remained close, his breathing accelerated just like mine. I noticed his eyes were slightly greener than normal.

"Nothing... I just uh think that's enough." I swallowed.

"Oh." He frowned, his eyes returning to his normal dark green before he moved back to his position farther from me.

We remained silent for a while, an awkward atmosphere, only the sound of our wild breathing returning to normal.
I'm pretty sure that's not how actors kiss when they're acting but I can't stop thinking about how Harry's lips molded perfectly with mine, the sound of his mouth repeatedly playing in my head.

I waited a bit more for him to say anything but he didn't open his mouth.

"Can you uh---"

"I'll drop you home." He said quickly even before I could finish my sentence.

"Humm okay." I frowned.

I was not going to ask him to drop me home, I was actually asking him to go eat something... together. But obviously he has other plans.
I followed him to the car and settled myself him. He turned the radio louder than usual letting me know he doesn't want to talk and drove.
I stared at the window, trying to understand what was it that I did that made him turn so cold in a matter of seconds.

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