Screw sulking about not being in a movie, my main focus is letting Corey know I like him. Yes, I'm absolutely terrified and yes, I'm scared he won't like me back, but I've at least got to try, and the first step to doing that is to apologise for last night.
Later,
Update: I haven't been able to apologise to Corey because now he isn't speaking to me! And to be honest, I can't say I blame him, I kinda deserve it. He was already out of the room by the time I woke up, and I found him in the corridor, rehearsing his lines.
"Hey." I said, quietly. Corey pretended he hadn't heard me and carried on practicing.
"You sound good." I tried again, and Corey turned to look at me.
"Oh yeah? Not just 'ok'?"
"Look, I'm sorry..."
"Forget it."
I decided to leave him to it and go and get dressed. He hasn't spoken to me since. When we got to set, he went off to get his makeup done, and I went to the costume department.
I messed up almost everything that morning, matching the wrong parts of costumes together, giving people the wrong costume, etc. I couldn't focus properly, but I really didn't want to end up losing this job! Little as it was, I was really enjoying it, but it would be my own fault if I did lose it. Corey clearly couldn't relate to my struggles, he was doing brilliantly. He'd messed up a couple times yesterday, but today he was flawless, he didn't look in my direction once and managed to act as though I just didn't exist. When he had his lunch break, he didn't eat with me, he went off to eat with Sean Astin, Jeff Cohen and Ke Huy Quan instead. So I ate with the other people working in the costume department, it was actually pretty interesting; they gave me tips and talked about what costume designing was like and asked me if I was interested in working in costume when I was older. But I was still pretty focused on Corey.
Later on, when they were shooting a scene which only had a couple of the main characters in (Sean Astin and Corey), Jeff Cohen, who was playing Chunk, came over to me and sat beside me.
"Hey." he said "You're here with Corey aren't you?"
"Yeah..." I sighed.
"Did you guys have a fight or something? I asked him about you earlier and he just kinda shrugged and walked away."
"Yeah, yeah we did." I sighed.
"What happened?"
"I dunno, I guess I just got kinda jealous that he's gonna be in this movie and I'm just stuck doing odd jobs. But it's not really his fault, and I'm the one who asked if I could come with him. Anyway, I ignored him yesterday and I basically said his acting wasn't that good, now he's not speaking to me and I know I deserve that. But I want him to know I'm sorry."
"You want me to tell him all that? He might listen."
I thought about it, would Corey be annoyed if he knew I'd been talking to Jeff about this? But I guess he was already annoyed, so it wouldn't make much of a difference.
"Yeah." I said, smiling. "Thanks!"
For the rest of the afternoon, I was a little more optimistic. Maybe I'd finally get a chance to talk to Corey, and maybe he'd accept my apology. I was more organised now, and I didn't make any more mistakes that afternoon in the costume department. By the time we were about to leave though, I was getting kind of nervous. There was always a chance that Corey wouldn't make up with me or that he'd be annoyed that I'd told Jeff everything. But when Corey came over to where I was waiting for him so that we could go home, he didn't look angry. In fact, he looked kind of nervous too.
"Hey Y/n..." he mumbled.
"Hi Corey...look I wanted to say I'm really really really sorry, I was pretty mean to you yesterday, and I totally deserved you ignoring me today. I guess I was just a little jealous."
Corey smiled, "Yeah Jeff told me, you really shouldn't be jealous though. If you want something like that then you can do it, and I'm sorry too. I was pretty immature just ignoring you back."
"Since when have you been mature?" I smirked and Corey punched me lightly on the arm, so I knew we were friends again. The ride home was a lot less frosty than yesterday, and I had a feeling that I should tell him how much I liked him when we got back to the hotel. But when we got back to the hotel, we had to walk past the bar. Corey's mom was in the bar, and she looked a mess. She was drunk to the point where she could barely stand on her own, cocaine around her nose, arms around two men at once.
(A/N: I think that actually happened, but on the set of 'The Lost Boys')
I watched her as she took yet another drink from the man behind the bar, wondering how she could possibly be a parent.
I turned to look at Corey, but he wasn't there anymore. I quickly ran up to our room, when I got there I remembered that I didn't have my key card.
"Corey! Corey let me in!" I yelled, hammering the door. Corey opened it, his eyes were red and he was looking at the floor. Without even thinking, I hugged him tightly and we went and sat on his bed.
"Are you ok?" I asked, he shook his head. "Is it your mom?"
"Yeah, it's just...I knew she got drunk a lot and did drugs and everything, but I've just...I've never seen her like that before..." he put his head in his hands, starting to cry again.
"I understand, don't worry. I'm here for you, you know that." I told him, putting my arm around him. Corey lifted his head up, "Yeah, you always are." he said "I'm lucky to have you."
I felt myself blushing the most I have in my life, and then realised Corey was moving closer to me.
OH MY GOD, THIS IS JUST LIKE MY DREAM!
He moved closer to me until his lips reached mine, and kissed me softly. "Do you mind?" he asked, and I shook my head, far too shocked to talk. He leaned in and kissed me again, his gentle touch making me wonder if I was dreaming again. Eventually I kissed him back, running my fingers through his hair.
He tastes really nice, like peppermint. Oh God what did I eat last?!
Suddenly, I began to overthink the kiss. Wishing I'd known before, so that I could've sucked a mint or something, hoping I'm a good kisser. But he was still kissing me, so I must be doing ok. He pulled away for a second to catch his breath. "You know, I like you Y/n...a lot." he mumbled, this time he was the one blushing.
"Yeah...I like you too. A lot." I confessed, I genuinely couldn't believe this was happening. But then I accidentally bit my tongue, and it really hurt. So I knew I wasn't dreaming this time.
"So...what now?" he asked.
"I don't know, I guess we'll just have to see what happens next."
(A/N: Actually wrote a decent sized chapter for once xD)
