⚠️trigger warning⚠️
mentions of sexual themes and self-harm
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the shoot went just about as well as you would expect: not very.
of course, i did have all my lines down and everything with that scene went swimmingly.
it was just the scene with Shayne.
god, i was sweating bullets.
i hope my hands aren't clammy.
"should we invite Jason over?" i heard Kimmy say, snapping me out of my thoughts.
the scene already started?
"i don't know, will he bring his girlfriend?" said Damien.
it's almost time.
"yeah, probably."
here it comes.
"you know how they're always all over each other! it's weird."
this is it.
"i'm sure it will be fine."
i looked into Shayne's eyes with absolute fear. i would like to say that it helped, but his piercing blue eyes only made me feel even more sick.
suddenly, i felt two hands around my face, and i was pulled into an unwarranted kiss.
it was soft; much softer than i imagined. Matt had never kissed me like that. with him, it was always aggressive.
we moved our hands exaggeratedly around each other's bodies, giving the audience the impression that we were in the middle of some heated make-out session.
i had to push him over the back of the couch, so i did that as gently as possible.
"cut!"
thank god.
i immediately pushed Shayne off of me and stood up. As much as i loved being kissed softly for once, the whole scenario just reminded me of Matt too much to be completely comfortable with it.
"hey, where are you going?" Shayne called after me as i began walking faster toward the bathrooms.
"(y/n)?" he really was persistent.
"are you really going to be like that?"
"what?" i turned around and raised my voice a little more than what i meant.
"sorry, i was just going to tell you that you did a good job today," he said, his shoulders relaxing and eyes softening.
"oh, uhm, thanks." i turned around and resumed my quick pace to the bathrooms where i was hoping to be alone and cool off.
that did not happen.
"(y/n), are you okay? what was that with you and Shayne?"
damn it, Courtney. i seriously hate when people worry about me this much.
"what's so wrong with me worrying about my friend?" she sounded hurt.
i hesitated. "nothing," that was a lie, "it's just that i kind of want to be alone right now."
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The Intern // shayne topp x reader
Fanfiction"oh, don't flatter yourself. you're nothing more than an intern." ~very inconsistent updates~ •••lowercase intended••• cover by @Biohazardsymbol !! ⚠️some mature topics may be mentioned in this story, including: ~self-harm ~sexual assault ~stalking ...
