Behind The Camera

4. The Morning After.

Alison's pov :

I groaned and slowly opened my eyes. My head was hammering and I felt like absolute shit. It was still dark in the room but I looked over besides me where a digital clock read that it was 5 in the morning.

I tried to push the weight of someone off my chest but he didn't bulge. What the fuck did I do yesterday? I thought while rubbing my head.

I just let myself be still for a few minutes of silence to remember what happened. I started recalling everything. Everything.

Holy mother of God. I slept with James. Oh shit. Shit shit shit shit shit.

Being in the Hollywood business I can assure you I've slept with alot of people before but James fucking Cameron just wasn't supposed to be on the list.

I am not stressed out at the fact that I slept with him. I'm stressed because of the possibility of me catching std, aids or hiv from him. He's the biggest manwhore I've come across. Almost every girl in hollywood has slept with him.

HE EVEN FREAKING SLEPT WITH MY MAKEUP ARTIST FOR GOD'S SAKE. I caught them doing it in my van once and I made sure to change vans after as well as fire her. Ew that isn't something I want to recall.

I felt James besides me stir again and turned with his back facing me. I let out a sigh of relief. I remember telling him I'll get out of his hair before he knows it and I mean it.

I also have 4 commercial shoots today.

I got out as soon as I could and tried to find my dress with my phone's flashlight. Thankfully I won't loose another phone because of a one night stand since it was right on top of the nightstand.

I found my dress on the floor and started wearing it. I hurriedly wore my shoes and literally ran outta there.

I opened my phone and saw a million unanswered texts. Alot of them were from my manager asking me why the hell wasn't I there at the award show last night.

What made me feel sad the most was that there were no texts from Sebastian. I ignored the nagging voice of the rational part of my brain telling me to have some self respect and let him go.

I ran my hand through my hair a few times before calling my driver to pick me up. "Hey raymond. Can you please come and pick me up I don't know the address but my GPS is on." I told him while biting my nails. "Ofcourse Alison. I'll be there in 5. The location is close." He replied sweetly.

Raymond has been my driver for 5 years now. He's the sweetest person in the world and his wife always has been my fan.

I walked towards the front and waited for Raymond. Soon I saw the grey hair of raymond standing a few steps ahead calling out to me.

I walked over and he opened the door for me so I got in. "To the apartment please." I said and he nodded, starting the car.

I had to freshen up first. My first shoot was at 9 so I had time on my hands.

After taking a shower and eating my breakfast, I was now sitting comfortably on my balcony with crossed legs and opened my phone.

I had 30 missed calls from my manager alone and still no texts from Sebastian.

I first opened my Instagram and suddenly stopped. I was everywhere.

Someone had apparently taken a picture of me and James when we were exiting a club. The picture looked scandalous because of how close we were walking and his hand was on my waist.

There was another picture of us entering the building together where I just came back from.

Just what I needed. Handling another guy problem while it's not even noon.

I called my manager while rubbing my forehead with closed eyes. "Hey Emily." I spoke on the phone.

I groaned and pulled my phone away  when I heard her screeching voice replying. "DON'T HEY EMILY ME. WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THAT I'M SEEING?"

I chuckled at her. She worries about me more than me. I mean that's her job but still-

"Oh I don't know is it a life I told you to get?" I replied while yawning. "Don't joke around Ali. I told you to be careful around James. His reputation isn't the best around here and it could affect yours if you're associated to him in anyway." She told me a bit softly this time.

"I know but I didn't get pictured purposely. On the bright side I got an invitation to attend 'the tonight's show'. This proves any publicity is good publicity." I told her while laughing.

I could feel her rolling her eyes at my response. "The host is just going to ask you about this James drama. Just tell him today's no good."

She had a point but a part of me wanted to flaunt this drama so sebastain realises that I can walk away easily if he doesn't stop acting like a dick.

"No Emily we can't just do that. Everyone will think I can't face the world because I'm too weak to face the consequences of my action." I made up something like that.

"Ok fine but be careful what you say and don't use vulgar words like 'fuck' on the show like you did last time." She told me.

"Don't worry I won't but now I gotta get going ok." I said even though I make no promises. "You do that. I've to now delete the hate comments you're getting from the 14 year old girls for fucking their 'husband' last night. Gotta run." She said and hung up.

I shook my head at her and got up to get ready for the busy day I've ahead.

I heard the doorbell ring while I was still in my underwear. I have security here and there's only one person who can arrive here without me getting informed.

I guess the whole James thing was worth it. I was smiling but the rational part of my brain was yelling pathetic at me. I opened the door while I was still in my underwear.

Only to come face to face with Sebastian.

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