Closer to Love 💚

Chapter 4

Francesca sighed as she knocked on Richard's trailer the following morning. She heard the door open as he came out of his trailer.

"Good morning Ms. Roberts."

She nodded as he half smiled, "Mr. Madden." She looked at her clipboard, "you have hair first thing this morning. Aww looks like they want to dye your hair." She sighed, taking a step towards him as she brought her fingers to the gray streak, "shame." She saw him smirk before he nodded.

"Let's go Fran...Ms. Roberts."

She sighed as she walked with him, "I'm sorry."

He shrugged, "for what?"

She hesitated, "are you sure you don't want your shirt back?"

He stopped, grabbing her hand to make her look at him, "I don't want it back. You keep it. You wanted to pretend it never happened, so that's what I'm doing. Now let's go Ms. Roberts."

She groaned as she followed him, "Francesca, please."

He nodded, "okay."

Francesca sat out of the way behind Richard as she watched him get his hair dyed. She looked up to see him lock eyes with her, making her blush. She ignored his gaze as she looked at her phone, seeing messages from Margaret.

Maggie
Hey! How's it going?

Francesca sighed, looking at Richard once more before responding.

Fran
Not great
The lead of the movie is fucking Richard

Maggie
Richard Madden that you had a one night stand in Scotland Richard?

Fran
Did we seriously need all that?
You knew who I meant
I hate you so much

Maggie
LOL
No you don't
Have you slept with him again?

Fran
OMG! No!
We decided to pretend like it never happened

Maggie
Do you think you can actually do that?

Fran
Ugh. Idk
We'll see
I have to go

She looked up from her phone to see the lead actress come into the room, taking the seat next to Richard. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Rick, they're making you dye the gray streak? That's good. It looks weird."

Francesca rolled her eyes, looking up to see Richard notice and smirk.

Richard looked at the blonde, "I'm used to it Alison."

The stylist looked at Richard, "you can go rinse out your hair and come back."

Richard nodded as Francesca followed him, hearing Alison behind them.

"Later Rick."

Francesca rolled her eyes at her flirty tone as she shut the door. "You like being called Rick?"

He chuckled, "not particularly, no. I prefer Richard."

"Then why let her call you that?"

He turned to face her outside his trailer, "jealous?"

She huffed, "of course not."

He nodded, "right. Come."

She hesitated but followed him into his trailer. She watched him remove his shirt, careful not to touch his hair, "Richard."

He smirked, "help me rinse my hair in the sink."

"Uh huh. And you can't do it alone?"

He shrugged, "maybe. But what if I don't get it all?"

She rolled her eyes, "fine." She grabbed a towel, setting it next to the small sink in the kitchen. She turned on the water, letting it warm up before she motioned him over. He bent his head over in the sink under the water. She took her time, washing the dye from his hair until the water ran clean. She turned off the water, placing the towel over his head. She watched him stand up with the towel over his head, drying his hair. She surveyed his abdominals and chest, the hair that trailed down as she heard him chuckle.

"Ogling?"

She blushed, looking away as he lowered the towel, "no. Do you need anything else?"

He took a step towards her, bringing a hand up to her cheek, dropping it instantly, "no."

She hesitated before hearing her phone. "Put on a shirt Richard." She heard him chuckle as she turned away from him, checking her phone. "Producer wants to see you and Alison." She turned back to see him pulling on a new, clean shirt.

"Okay." He motioned for her to walk ahead of him as they left his trailer.

She walked with him to the producer's office, waiting for him outside. She watched him come out of the office, visibly upset but not Alison, she was happy.

"Rick!"

Francesca sped up her walking to catch up and she followed him and he ignored Alison, "Richard." She grabbed his arm but he pulled it away from her.

He stopped outside the hair and makeup trailer, "just stay out it Francesca. It isn't your business. You're the assistant. Just do your job."

She nodded, anger welling in her gut, "fine. Mr. Madden. When you're done here you need to go to the main studio. I'll wait for you here."

He hesitated as he watched her lean against the side of the trailer, ignoring his gaze. He sighed, "I'm sorry." He didn't say anything else as he entered the trailer, leaving her standing alone.