Naya POV
"Hey bee, Ryan is looking for you. He's in his office, something about the newspaper?" Kevin told me. "Thanks bee, I'll go right away" I answered, wondering what it was about. I knocked on his door and walked in when I heard him say enter. "Hey Ryan, what's up?" I asked him, sitting on a chair on the other side of his desk. "Are you alright Naya?" he asked, looking worriedly at me. "Eh, yes I'm happy, healthy and I can't wait to shoot the next scenes, they're amazing" I told him honestly. He sighed and grabbed a newspaper, holding it so I couldn't see the head. "Have you checked the newspapers yet?" he asked me. "Eh no. What's going on Ryan?" I asked, getting worried. He removed his hand from the head, letting me see a picture of a restaurant and a couple. I looked at him, not really getting the point. "I know you weren't official, but..." he said, not finishing his sentence. "What?" I took a better look on the newspaper and finally I recognised the two. Wilmer and Demi. I got up and took my phone, it's been a day since I called with Demi, saying she was sorry and that she loved me. I guess she didn't really mean it then.
I don't have any texts or missed calls, she's probably with him right now, totally forgetting I'm still here. I should have known this would happen, she never wanted us to get official, because what would her Lovatics say. Or what would happen to her label or whatever? Seriously I'm not sure if she still loves me at all, clearly she doesn't if she goes out with that ass Wilmer... He's a sweet guy I guess, but he's hurt her in the past, I just don't understand how she can go back to him. I wouldn't mind her breaking up with me, if she truly loves him, but cheating crosses the line.
Just as I'm about to put my phone away someone bumps into me. "S-sorry I didn't see where I was going. Are you alright, Ms Rivera?" I hear her say, while she looks at me before gathering some papers. "Ah fuck! You've got to be kidding me! There better be page numbers on them else I'm screwed!" she suddenly yelled. "Eh? Can I help?" I asked, trying to hide a smile. "What? No, no, you're one of the stars, who needs to go on set soon I think" she said looking on her phone, "Yup, Naya Rivera and Heather Morris, scene 6, 10:30am" she added, looking at me. "Thanks for reminding me Steffie" I said. "No problem just doing my job, funny how we keep meeting everywhere though" she replied chuckling. "You're not stalking me are you? Otherwise I should call the cops" I joke with her. "I could ask the same, we met at Demi's concert, then you sat next to me on the plane and now we are here at your work..." she ended in a whisper tone, "Yeah okay, I see you point, but I am not stalking you, I promise" she added with a grin. "But eh, shouldn't you get on set?" she asked, looking at her phone and back at me. "Yeah of course, remember the first day, you had to tell me to be on time" I replied with a smirk, making my way to the set, "By the way call me Naya and good luck with those papers!" I added, sending her a wink. I swear I heard her wolf whistle when I turned around the corner, making me laugh.
After the scene I returned to my dressing room to see it was totally cleaned and a small note was left on my makeup table. "Sorry, I couldn't resist the whistle. ;-) x Steffie" I laughed at that, putting it in my bra since I had no pockets, then I heard a knock. "Come in" I said, waiting for the person to come in as I started to take off my makeup. "Crap, you're already here, I left a note here, but I wasn't sure I should, it's a little inappropriate..." Steffie said, turning a bit red. "No, it's alright, I liked it. You made me laugh in a good way and to be honest with you, I needed that" I replied. "Oh okay, glad I could make you smile. Em, do you need help with anything? You know I should help any of you whenever I can" she asked, getting a bit more comfortable. "Well, I have one more scene to shoot today, so maybe after that?" I asked looking at my schedule. "Alright, I'll be back around 4pm" she said, leaving my dressing room.
I prepared for the next scene, noticing I received a new script. "Santana's new script" was written on top of it. Well seems like I'll have to study some new lines then, good thing I have another two hours before I have to go on set again. I headed out to Heather's dressing room, since most lines where with her. I seriously love being on set with her, it's like we have this chemistry, or like we can read each other's mind or so, it's crazy, yet really helpful on set.
"Hey HeMo, did you get a new script as well?" I asked when I got to her room. "Hey Nay, eh I don't know, I haven't seen one yet" she answered as we heard knocking. "Good afternoon, Miss Morris, sorry I'm a little late, but here's your new script" Steffie said while coming in. "Oh, hey Miss Ri- I mean Naya" she added, quickly correcting herself, while giving the script to Heather. "I swear I'm not stalking you, but you seem to be everywhere I go" she laughed, before waving and leaving Heather's dressing room.
Heather and I rehearsed our new lines for about an hour until she got a call from Taylor, saying Elijah got ill and he would take him to the doctors. "Is he going to be alright?" I asked her, when she told me what had happened. "Yes, I'm sure he will be, Taylor just rings me to keep me posted, I can stay here until the scene is over. He will call me if it is something bad" she explained, putting her phone away. "Want to go and drink something? We have like an hour left" I asked her, looking at the time. "Sure, it'll take my mind off of it. And we really need some Heya time, it's been a while" she replied, sending me a cute smile.
We went off to the nearest Starbucks, ordering our favourite drinks, but asked the barista to use another name when our orders would be ready. We love our fans, but we wanted to relax a little in between the scenes. "So how are you and Taylor doing?" I asked her, while sitting in a booth, waiting for our order to be prepared. "We're doing alright, some ups and downs, but the downs are solved fast and the ups are amazing" she smiled at me, playing with a napkin. "So what about your love life? Aren't you seeing someone?" she asked me, trying to read my face. "Order for Haya and Nemo" the barista called out. "I'll get it" I told Heather, jumping up immediately so I could dodge the question for now.
"A venti soy hazelnut latte and a coffee for Haya and Nemo" the barista repeated as I came up to the counter. "I believe I'm Haya?" I chuckled at the mix of our names, paying for the orders and went back to our booth. "Did you hear how he called us? What a way to be subtle" I told Heather, still chuckling. "I heard him, but don't think you can dodge the question that fast Nay, who's it?" Heather said, taking her drink from me. I sighed, rubbing my temples not sure if I should tell her. "You can trust me you know that right Naya?" she said, laying her hand on my shoulder softly squeezing it. I looked up at her, giving her a small smile, "It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't know whether I should tell you or not, because I think we're drifting apart" I told her, chewing my inner cheek. I closed my eyes in frustration, taking a deep breath. "It's Demi" I whispered eventually, exhaling slowly. "Demi? You mean as in Demi Lovato?" she whisper yelled, making me shush her, "I don't want anyone to know, I mean we're not official, no one really knows" "But Naya, she's with Wilmer? Haven't you seen the newspapers and the blogs? I mean you don't go out to a restaurant and then to the UFC fight with your ex" Heather interrupted me. "I know, Ryan showed me earlier today, but I don't get why she would do that" I said, drinking my latte, "I wouldn't mind her breaking up with me, but cheating is something totally different". We kept talking for a while until our drinks where finished.
We got back to the set for our final scene, I'm excited for this season, although it's the last, it's still one to look forward to, because I, well Santana, is finally getting married to Brittany. After the scene I went back to my dressing room, finally fully realising Demi cheated on me, that's when I broke down.
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FanfictionSteffie, a 20-year-old, applied psychology student, gets important news, which changes her life.