𝐘ᴏ𝞾 ａ𝒓𝒆 𝑖𝖓 𐌉ⲟｖⅇ | Luca Luhan x Reader

Out of place.

To my luck, it was set day today, and I had to see everyone after my horrendous breakdown at Clara's. I arrived on time like usual and saw everyone including Luca and Clara in the green room. Everyone's smiling faces and laughter emitting into the air had died down a bit as I entered the room, great. Well everyone except Coop and Micheal. I sat down on one of the bean bags on the far end of the room and went on my phone as my ears were listening to the happiness and joy of the room. All without me. I decided to just go and hide out in the dressing rooms with the costume designer, Marissa, I absolutely loved her. Marissa was sort of my second mom, she was one of the very first people to welcome me here when I started out on set. 

As soon as I left the green room, I felt the tension lift and the natural happy buzz came back. I said hi to the crew as they past by, they do so much, they arrive wayyy earlier than we do and deserve more credit. I enter Marissa's home (A.K.A the wardrobe) I see her and engulf her in a big hug. "And who do we have here? Could it be...." she drags out as she pulls away "The amazing, and talented Y/N!!" She's just the best, "Awww, can't discredit the amazing Marissa Garcia! Our very own fashion icon," I'm not lying her sense of style has the Insta baddies amazed. "You're too sweet, y/n. So what're you doing in here? You're not supposed to be called in for another," She holds her watch up, "30 minutes." She continued. She knew something was up and handed me a cup of tea she grabbed from what appeared to be nowhere? This woman was mysterious, but the kindest soul on the planet. I didn't want to bother her at first but Marissa insisted that I'm not being a bother, tears welled up in my eyes, and my chest restricted my breathing. Marissa reached over to her desk and grabbed a Kleenex and wiped my tears away. "Oh no, hun, what's wrong?" Her voice laced with concern and worry, I took a deep breath and explained the entire fiasco that happened that night.

"So yeah, that's what happened, I seriously don't want to go back out there and have to act with them." I looked up, waiting for her response. She looked to be deep in thought, after a while she looked back at me and rubbed my back in a caring manner. "Okay, what I'm about to say is going to be 3 cold, hard, truths. Number 1, You are way better than this, it may seem like a big deal now but in a few years you'll look back and laugh and wonder 'God, why did I ever cry over this and ruin my beautifully applied mascara!'" Another thing I like about Marissa is that she's funny, her whole dialogue earned a quite laugh from me. Her lipstick stained lips smiled knowing she made me laugh. "Number 2! Honey I've worked with Luca for a while, 2 years-ish. I'm telling you now that boy is head over heals for you. I've never seen him talk about a girl like how he talks about you, well I've never heard him talk abt any other girl other than his mom. He's crazy over you. But if he can't see just how special you are then, his loss." Wow, that was just wow, I've honestly never heard anyone say that about me and Luca. I'm not really used to anyone having a crush on me or even being attracted to me. I was always so quiet in school and nobody made an effort to talk to me because well, I was unconventionally attractive. Thank God I actually found my style now. "Okay, this is TOTALLY unprofessional, so don't tell a single soul I said this. Alright?" I of course nodded, and promised, "Kapeesh." 

"Okay well, I don't like that Clara girl at all. The moment she came into my wardrobe department she was just the worst and so so so rude. Somebody needs to put her in her place honestly. I don't know how anybody stands her, I'm amazed how she even got the part." My heart soared, I'm so glad somebody actually agrees with me. Finally, I don't feel crazy for hating her. Now that I think about it, everyone in the crew probably hates her, she treats them like garbage. I laughed and thanked her for the advice, we ended up talking about the Grammys and who won. I gotta say, Harry's speech was... something. Soon enough it was time for hair and makeup. 

I finished up with hair and makeup and headed over to Marissa (yet again) for wardrobe. Then, came time for filming. Please whoever's listening; let it go smoothly without any awkwardness, I'm begging. We began shooting and unfortunately with my luck, Aaliyah and Bose get stuck in a very small elevator, barely any room for one. Our faces are inches apart from each other, we lock eyes for a moment, then the bell rings. We're let out and yet again the Danger Force saves the day. We finished up shooting and headed over to crafts, then Dana told me we would be going over to the skatepark again. I honestly don't think I want to, but Dana really insisted. So I guess I'll be going to the skatepark.