This is the hardest time I've ever had dialing her number. What do I even say? 'Hello bestie, so here's the haps, I have a crush on your celebrity crush that you have a chance meeting! Too bad I guess, next time.' NO! Goddd. I pace back and forth and finally decide to just go for it. The phone starts ringing. The sound has never felt so shrill. I throw my phone on the bed.
"Hello?" I hear. The voice of Jean is muffled through the bed sheets. I jump on the bed.
"Hey."
"What's up?" She wonders. I let out a heavy sigh.
"You know Aidan?" I start.
"When can I come and meet him?"
"About that," I chuckle, "I think I might have a crush on him." She stops talking. The room falls completely silent. So silent that I can once again hear Aidan playing but a lot louder than last time.
"Y-you like him? You know I like him though." She finally replies after multiple minutes.
"Yeah I know that, that's the main reason I called you."
"But I like him." She interrupts. I take another deep breath to stay calm. She doesn't even know him. If this was about a boy back home we both liked then I would be a lot more understanding.
"Jean, you don't even know him personally." I explain.
"Does that matter?" She snaps.
"Yes it does, because I actually know him!" I yell.
"Everything okay?" Aidan opens my door.
"Whatever." Jean shouts and hangs up. I cover my face with my hands. Aidan obviously heard her. He walks over to my bed and sits next to me.
"What happened?" He worries.
"I just told her that it wouldn't really work since you don't know each other in person." So maybe I left out a major part but I don't want to tell Aidan I like him, yet. He doesn't like me anyways so it would just be a very awkward season.
"She got mad?" He asks. I nod, my eyes filling to the brim with tears. He places a warm hand on my back and rubs it. "I'm so sorry."
"It's okay.." I lied. It's not okay. My best friend lives four hours away now and she's mad at me. I just don't want him feeling bad.
"Want to talk about it?"
"No.." I wipe a tear that sneaked down my cheek.
"Later then." He gets off my bed and walks to the doorway. "I'll make some dinner."
"Okay.."
"Pasta okay?"
"It's great, I'm just going to read the script again." I walk over to my desk.
"Let me know the good parts." He flashes a smile before he leaves my room. I let out a long sigh. I take the script off my desk and plop back down on my bed. Scene one, scene two, I skip past every one until I reach the first time Aidan and I appear, or Five and Eight. Falling from the sky, must be fun shooting that.
No matter how many times I read through the first episode, I can't shake Jean from my mind. Like her words are implanted in my brain, replaying. I think I was right though. Not in a snotty way but as in, she doesn't know him and I do. It's hard to date someone if you never met them.
I turn on my side and curl up in a ball. I want to just fade away. Somewhere that no one could ever find me. Some place that I can't possibly stress. Like heaven. I sigh, again. I'm being ridiculous. No one can make me feel bad about myself. I move to my back and hold the script above my head while I read.
"Shit." I start. Eight and Five fall from the sky as they time travel back from 45 years of solitude and find out that they look 13 again. It's going to be so fun, I hope. Sarcasm by the way, I know, I'm an actress. I'm probably going to look like an idiot. At least I'll be looking like an idiot with my best friend. Aidan, not Jean or Pierce. I wonder if he minds me calling him my best friend.
Speaking of, he peaks into my room. "Dinner is ready." I get up and walk over to him.
"Thanks." I hug him. He wraps his arms around me. The ten seconds that hug lasted felt like days, I never wanted it to end. I pull away and smile up at him. Of course, he smiles back and with that comes the butterflies fluttering around my stomach. He puts his hand on my shoulder as he walks back to the kitchen.
I slide my back down the wall. I release the heavy sigh I've been keeping in and bury my head in my knees. This man is a famous actor, as am I, I guess. He's really kind, an environmentalist, plus he's really into what he does. What's better than that? Nothing that I can come up with. I hide the fact of Jean liking him too in the back of my head, hoping I can just forget it. I don't need to remember it. Things like that just make everything a lot more complicated than they need to be. I mean I can't blame her though. He's just so- arg what am I thinking, he doesn't like me, he cant like me. Plus we have to film togher, what if we date then break up? We have to finish the series technically plastered to each other's sides.
"Are you coming, Hayden?" Aidan yells from the other room.
"Sorry, coming!" I shout and stand up.
"It's going to be fine," I remind myself, "It will be great." I run to the dining room.
