ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʙᴇꜱᴛꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ?

chapter 9

"Louis what- ?" I questioned as he made his way to my bed, I continued "It's like 6 am" I said putting my hands on my face. "Exactly, we have to leave, filming starts today," he said, " you never wake up early enough to read the emails do you ?"

I smiled annoyed at him as I got up. he stared at me and laughed "unicorn pajamas" he questioned. " you could never pull this off" I replied getting closer to him as I scoffed biting my lips. " Well we have to leave in 1 hour," he said as he added, " and well we both have to shower and god knows how much time you take in the shower."

"Fuck" I murmured under my breath as I rushed to the loo. I did my daily routine and makeup and everything in under 30 minutes as I wore a cropped pink cheetah print tank top styled with some black denim jeans. I wore my hair down as I used some dry shampoo for volume. I put on some light makeup as I was informed not to do too much makeup.

I walked down as I picked up my phone and stuffed an energy bar into my mouth. "Where's Louis ?" I ask my mom. " He was outside I think" she replied, her eyes fixed on her phone. "We have to go to film and at Clives Park  ( created by me unless it turns out to be a real place). 

I walked out as Louis pulled up, " Took you long enough" he said as I rolled my eyes ironically. "Whatever loser, drive," I said strapping my seatbelt. 

Throughout the drive, I was listening to my playlist.

I hummed the lyrics of Train Wreck by  James Arthur as Louis looked at me " hey you don't sound bad" he said as I smiled. " Thanks " I replied as he pulled up to the filming place. We got out and walked to set as we were greeted by Millie Bobby Brown. " Blair" She exclaimed pulling me into a hug. I hugged back. " Millie, hi," I said with a squeaky tone in my voice. Where did that come from I thought to myself as she hugged me- well more like squished me.

We had to go to our separate makeup trailers and get our makeup and hair done. Millie's part was already shot and we were just going to start with the scene where Louis pops out of that bag. Here I'm going to be under the seat on the train. 

My makeup artist was named Ash. They seemed like a really good makeup artist- but again how was I supposed to know who's a good makeup artist and whose a bad one. They put me in a white shirt with a plaid vest and some brown pants. They also make me wear my hair in a bun which I didn't mind much. I admired myself in the mirror, I looked good if I'm being modest. 

Millie came out and she was dressed about the same as I was just that she had to hide her hair. "You look handsome " I exclaimed. " You too " she smiled back. Just then Louis popped out with long hair. I tried my very best not to laugh but I failed miserably.

"Lord frikin Farquad- you look so much like him" I laugh.

"It's not that bad Is it ?" he asked Millie as she tried to suppress her laughter as well. " Well, I didn't expect peasants to understand fashion," He said rolling his eyes. " Woah there, you're just a marque, not a king, and were not peasants, were the siblings of sherlock holmes" I replied wittily. 

boy was this going to be a fun 5 months.

BLAIR SPEAKS

my motivation to write this jazz and my other fic : 0 %

my motivation to start another fic: 1000 %