Chapter 6: Sierra's POV

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Dun dun, dun dun, dun dun dun dun dun dun! The familiar epic ness of the Les Mis overture greets me and seems like an old friend.

Doing this show in London was one of the best times in my life; I was with Tam, I was in a fantastic show with a fantastic cast and I got proposed to. But then two years later I'm broken with no show and no fiancé.

But I must not dwell on things of the past or things that are beneath me. Aka Tam.

When the workmen come on my eyes scan for Ramin's sweet chocolate eyes and find them right at the front. I have to say he must be the best Valjean I've ever seen. He just embodies the character perfectly.

When it comes to the soliloquy I hold my breath. I don't know what's so special about it but everyone's been saying that they drooled throughout the performance. Is Ramin's singing that sexy?

"Another story must begin!"
Ahhh. I see now why they were saying that they drooled. Those abs though! Yum. Wait what am I saying. Ramin is my best friend, not my crush. And he's just been divorced. But I can't help but fantasise about what life would be like with Ramin as my lover. Ugh Sierra shake it off you're just a delirious!

I managed to make it through the rest of the show without drooling, although I did cry during Bring Him Home and when Ramin dies cause legit no-one like to see a really old dude die. It's just upsetting!

The applause that Ramin gets when he comes out for bows is literally bursting my ear drums. Wow! It actually made me tear up a bit because it made me realise how much I miss being on stage and that I should find a way to get back on.

After the show I get through the hustle and bustle so that I can see Ramin quickly before I head home. The dressing rooms are pretty easy to find seeing as there are so many backstage people just hanging about.

On my way to Ramin's dressing room I see Sam, Chris, Andy and Caissie. After congratulating them I knock on Ramin's door.
"Come in, I'm decent."
I chuckle, oh Ramin and his humour. When I walk in he is dressed in black jeans and a tight white top which shows his chiseled abs perfectly.
"Ramin, seriously put your perfect 8 pack away."
I yell covering my eyes, although I do really want to see them. Mental face palm once again, Sierra what is up with you?

"Sorry if you can't handle the hotness that is right here!"
He says sassily, shaking his bum.
"Ew Ramin put it away!"
I yell.
"In just messing with ya. But I have a question. Lunch tomorrow?"
"Sure I'm totally up for it."
"Well I am very tired so I shall pick you up at 12:30 tomorrow, until then...."
He kisses my hand.
"Ciao."

He leaves but my heart rate keeps going faster and faster. This can't be happening? Am I falling for Ramin?

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