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Pages Of Pretend

Fifty-Eight

"Harry stop! I'm gonna get fat!" I batted his hands away when he tried to shove every sugary stuff there is in my coffee.

"It's much better when you add marshmallows." He grinned largely looking like a 5 years-old.

"Not to the point there I have more marshmallows than coffee." I scowled sticking my tongue out at him.

"LET'S GET BACK EVERYONE." A voice echoed in the studio informing our five minutes break is over.

"I think I'm more Dylan than Harry these days." Harry huffed playfully.

It's true, we've been working from morning to dawn basically since the deadlines for the movie were changed, we have less 15 days to finish shooting and that is a lot of time. Apparently, everyone is really excited about the outcome of this since a statement was released and some promotional pictures of me and Harry came out. I think it's more his fans pressuring it to come out faster because they want to see Harry acting which is something they've never seen.

He's actually pretty good, when he plays Dylan and says some stuff I actually believe he's saying it for real but it would never happen obviously...
He's so different from when I've met him, so grumpy and impatient. Now he's more like the guy I see in the press, more funny and he actually smiles and is nice to me. I can't help but find it a bit odd such change so suddenly but it looks so genuine I'm starting to believe maybe he realized this is not so bad and is actually enjoying himself? I don't know but for me I feel like I'm living the dream, I'm finally working as an actress, so people already recognize on the streets and my co-protagonist is friendly enough like I've always wanted.

I just hope someone doesn't stick a needle to my bubble and everything fades away...

"So Dylan and Bea were in the coffee shop when Bea split coffee all over their clothes and Dylan suggested they go to his flat to take a shower and get rid of the wet clothes. Let's start the flat scene. Remember it will be from this moment on both start to develop something else for each other.
I want to see some sparkle people!" One of the producers clapped thinking it works as motivation.

Harry and I glanced at each other already on the set of what's supposed to be Dylan's flat.
I'm already dressed in a towel and someone sprayed my hair with water to look like it's wet.

"Annnd ACTION!"


"Dylan..." I peeked through the 'bathroom' door pretending to be embarrassed.

"Yeah..." Harry appears at the door and his eyes widen considerably, gulping down. That's part of the act...

"Can you uh get me my clothes back, I forgot to take it from the dryer."

"Oh of course." He smiled softly and leaves the set.

"Aaaand CUT!" The producer says again. "Very well. Let's restart it when Dylan gets back with the clothes."

Someone hands Harry the clothes that I'm supposed to dress and he positions himself to pretend he came from the laundry room.

"ACTION!"


"Here." Dylan hands me the clothes. "I'll wait for you you in the living room."

When I'm finally dress someone sprays my hair with water again to look slightly wet again and I leave for the 'living room'.

"So... What do you wanna do?" Dylan asks looking slightly nervous.

The set's light were dimmed to bare minimum only enough to distinguish our faces and provide a more romantic environment for the scene. Last week one of the producers told us we need to feel it in order to show it, we need to believe we're in that romantic environment to have a better performance and I really want people to believe in my character so I do my best to pretend I'm really into Harry... I mean Dylan.

"We could watch a movie..." I shrug.

"Yeah I think I have The Notebook, you left it here last time."

"You always know what I'm thinking Dylan." I smile softly.

"Of course I do, I've known you for years and you're my bestfriend." He grins and the tv starts when Harry pretends to touch the remote.

We both move closer to each other like it says on the script and pretend to be slightly nervous. I have a feeling that I'm actually nervous not my character but I want to believe it's just me getting in the character's skin.
In the part where the main characters on tv start kissing Harry and I shift on the couch like we're embarrassed and uncomfortable to watch it. Both our heads turn and I know in this part we're supposed to almost kiss but set apart so I lean into him slightly and Harry as Dylan does the same.
My eyes flicker to his deep red lips in time to see him gliding his tongue over them to wet it causing some butterflies to erupt in my stomach. He leans a bit more and my eyes flutter when his lips brush mine ever so softly.

"CUT!"

Both of us jump with the interruption causing my hear to leap in my chest.

"You're not supposed to be so close, your characters don't really kiss okay? Your lips can't touch." We're informed. Both Harry and I nod not bothering to look at each other right now.

When we perform the same scene again we're said to stay a large amount of time with our lips close without touching to film it in every angle possible. I can practically feel Harry's breath in my face and his natural scent invading my nostrils clouding my thoughts. What's happening to me?

This is not every comfortable specially with so many people around is and Harry wetting his lips every five seconds that it almost touches my lips.

"Good everyone. Another 5 minutes before the next scene."

I quickly stand up and leave the set walking to the bathroom. My heart is stomping in my chest and my breathing is slightly raged.
I stare at my reflection in the mirror, my cheeks are flushed, my blue eyes wide and wild and my mouth is slightly dry. The loud beating of my chest can be heard in the entire bathroom and I'm glad I'm alone in here.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath splashing some water in my heated cheeks.

What is wrong with me? I've never been like this after shooting a scene, my body is practically convulsing and my stomach giving me nausea.
If I don't get it together like now I'm gonna be sick...

Taking a deep breath I move to one of the cubicles to pee hoping to release some of my nerves.
When I finally felt like I was composed and ready to go in public i exited the bathroom.

However, my cal breathing picked up its pace when wild brown curls came into view.

"Are you okay?" Harry is leaned against the wall outside the bathroom and somehow I have the slight impression he's waiting for me. He looks concerned. "I saw you practically running to the bathroom."

"Oh uh yeah I was just... in a rush to pee." What?

"Oh." He says wetting his lips again and my eyes involuntarily flick to his mouth again. It looks dry just like mine a few moments ago.

"Yeah." My feet finally manage to move down the hall however I'm stopped when his hand grabs my wrist to turn me around. Before I can ask what is he doing I feel his lips smash against mine.













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