𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 ~ ✰☽ 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜

~ twenty seven ~

"Action!" Harry announces as we re-attempt the scene where Enola finds Tewksbury at the flower shop.
I begin walking by a lot of extra characters, looking for 'Tewksbury' until my eyes land on him.
"I want four yellow flowers, two blue and a red one," I start off, holding my head high as Louis turns around with a flower in his hand.

"I don't care about the breed. Any flower will do."

Louis slowly smiles, looking me in my eyes, "What are you doing here?"
I slightly scrunch my nose and tilt my head, feeling the camera's lay just beside me.
"Why, if you're passionate about flowers, would you come to London?"

A/N: I think the fact that Tewksbury loves flowers is the most adorable thing in the world

The boy sets his flower back down in a small bin and then looks at me once more.
"Because I can be lost here," he says.
"And yet I found you."
"And why have you done so?"

I pause for a moment, giving him a small smirk. His expression slowly changes.
"You're here for the money. They've offered a reward."

I pretend to act shocked, looking down at the khaki colored concrete and other shelves, filled with plants.
"Have they? I didn't know."

I take a few slow steps toward Louis as he looks down as well.

"Well then I must tie you up and claim it!" I say, slightly louder than before as I grab his cream suit, which makes him 'jump in fear.'

I know this is acting. And I know I shouldn't let myself get distracted. But his face was inches from mine in that split second. And the butterflies came back?

Focus.

I quietly laugh a little and turn around, walking back.
"Stars and gardeners are you- er wait hold on," I chuckle slightly after forgetting the line went "stars and garters" instead of "gardeners."

Some of the stage members laugh.
"You're good, let's go again."

Louis flashes me a smile with a cute little giggle and I smile back, before walking to where I start the beginning of this scene.

~

"I wanted to miss you, but I kept getting dragged back towards you. Now, come on. We're in serious danger, if you didn't know."

"Scene!"

Another one finished. I smile a bit as everyone else claps and turn to Louis, who gives me a small side hug.
"I like that costume on you," the boy grins, turning to face me as he admires the clothing.
"Rose must be your color?"

"Oh please," I chuckle as we begin walking off set, "if anything was my color it would not be this. It washes me out so much."
I look down at the dress, smoothing down the skirt part of it.

"No it doesn't. Not at all actually. It's rather beautiful in my opinion."

His voice quiets down with each sentence, and I thought I saw a tint of scarlet appear on his cheeks.
I even thought I felt some appearing on mine.

"Y/n and Louis!" I look to my right to see Harry, waving at us with the gesture to come over.
"Oh Harry wants to see us Lou, come on," I say.

However I wish I used my mind more. Because I slid my hand into his, and gently tugged for him to follow me. But I feel like he'd be more suspicious if I took it back, so instead I left it there.

"Can you two get together again to practice the love connection between your characters? Tomorrow's scene is when it really starts to show and I want to see the chemistry come alive."

I nod a couple times, along with the boy beside me.
And that's when I realize I was still holding his hand.

Let's just say I dropped that. Immediately.

"We can do that," Louis clears his throat, both of us just slightly uncomfortable with the energy we created.

"Perfect. I'm really proud of how well you two have progressed as partners. Keep it up alright?" He slips his pencil behind his ear and turns back around, walking toward the cameras.

Louis and I slowly begin walking back to the trailers in silence, until subtle clouds start forming over the once sunny sky.
"Shit I forgot it was gonna rain today," I whine, staring up at the sky as Louis chuckles.

"It's actually suppose to storm," he corrects.

My heart slightly drops at the word "storm."
It's so childish of me to have such a fear but I can't help it.
Louis seems to notice my slight change of emotion and he's quick to shrug it off.
"No worries y/n. That storm can't hurt you. Besides, I'll be there."

I gently smile at the boy as he tries to be comforting, and we walked side by side in silence for the rest of the walk back.

~

Amara starts taking out my hair pieces and accessories, trying her best to avoid eye contact in the mirror. But I don't give up.
I know she wasn't "sick" the other day. I know she had something else going with on.

And it obviously wasn't "no big deal" because she would've just told me the truth instead of lying in the first place.

"So... Amara," I begin by trying to sound as if I were interrogating her, "You were sick huh?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Louis look over at us with a smile as he unscrewed the cap to his bottle, only to take a sip right after.

Amara quickly looks over at Willow, whom lets out an extremely quiet laugh.
"Yes..." Amara mumbles.

"I don't think you're being honest with me Amara."

"But I- I was..."

"You sure?"

She hesitates a bit, biting her top lip and exchanging looks from me to Willow.
"Okay fine."

I knew it.

"I had a date and I really wanted to go."

Boom.

"Oooh with who?" I tease in a valley girl accent. Amara smiles a bit and takes out the rest of my hair before allowing me to stand up and give her a stare.

Amara sighs and looks down at her shoes, taking a deep breath and then looking back up at me.

"Her name is Amelia."

Everyone in the room freezes. We all carry a shocked look on our faces.
Amara sheepishly smiles.

"Surprise..."

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A/N: Short chapter but the next one is the chapter we've all dreaded the await of so... good luck 😈