Baby, Let's Play House (Austin Butler x Reader)

I Got Stung

Hey guys, so I don't remember the exact order of the film nor do I know the exact order it was shot, so I'm just kind of improvising. Where I've heard snippets, I'm just trying to work my way around it. That being said, if anyone has any info that they could share with me and are feeling particularly lovely, I would really appreciate it. Also I'm sorry if any of the dialogue is inaccurate, if there's anything you guys would like me to correct or scenes you would like me to include, then I'll most likely be happy to oblige.

But I hope you guys enjoy~

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I Got Stung

You followed Austin down the wide hallway, heading to the room Baz had suggested, your body vibrating with nerves and a little bit of excitement. Once you'd found the room, it wasn't too big but it gave you plenty of space to move around in. All that was in the room was a couple standing lights in each back corner and two chairs in the centre. It took you back to your days in musical theatre, a smile coming to your lips at the nostalgia.

You both had entered the room, Austin giving thought before returning to shut the door so you would have no distractions. He then took a seat, gesturing for you to go ahead and do the same, to which you complied.

"So shall we have a little run through first? Maybe give it a read together and then we can try and create the scene." Austin said, his eyes already skimming the page on his script.

"Can we just get into it? It helps me to just get stuck in." You spoke, getting a little fidgety staying in one spot. What you said was true, but you also couldn't sit still with the nerves that went through you.

"Sure," Austin said flicking his gaze up at you with an easy smile.

You each skimmed through the script, making sure to memorise the lines, which was easy anyway with how long you had to go over it the last few months. Austin seemed confident, dropping the script to the floor beside his chair. You held onto yours for reassurance, more so that you had something to hold onto. You took a stand over by the left side wall, which you would be envisioning as the window.

"You ready?" You spoke, trying to keep your tone steady.

Austin hummed a yes, stretching his arm over the top of the chairs and kept his eyes trained on you. You took that as your queue, hearing the word action in your head.

You raised your hand towards the wall, pretending to sift through the curtains, looking down like you were seeing people crowding the street below. Then you turned back to Austin, aiming to appear more energetic and childlike in your stance and tone of voice. Folding your hand with the script in below your elbow, holding an imaginary cigarette between two fingers.

"And then he said to me," you took an obnoxious imaginary drag from a cigarette, followed by an exaggerated exhale. "'You know what, Priscilla. You gotta listen to me, sweetie. Because this guy's got girls all over the world, okay? He's got girls waiting outside, writing letters to him.'" You dropped your arms to your sides then, switching your voice from the imitation of a gruff old guy, back to your original tone. Meanwhile you were pacing before Austin.

"And then mommy pitches in and says, 'oh, what could he possibly see in you, okay? W, What do you two do up there all night?'" You had your arms to your sides before you stalled your pacing, your mock high pitched voice cut off to turn to an imaginary door beside you, pushing it to as you imagined a couple looking in, searching for somewhere to get a little privacy. You heard Austin huff a little laugh, turning back to him to catch the look of amused disbelief he was wearing.

"And I just said, 'Mom, dad. We talk and listen to music, okay? That's all.' And then they went on and on about that photo of you and Natalie Wood riding that bike in Memphis and-" You cut yourself of, turning towards Austin, enthused by the new thought that popped into your head. You began making your way back to Austin, settling in the seat beside him, body angled at him as you went on. "And then- when I said this, I said it really calmly."