Theo's POV
I can't believe she was feeling this insecure in our relationship and didn't say anything sooner. I feel so shitty for not noticing. I have been so busy trying to get the tour ready and wrapping my mind around the whole baby situation, that I didn't even notice that she was feeling bad. God, I am an idiot. I don't even know why I played that song for her. I never play work like that to anyone. All people hear are T² songs, I never play my Theo songs, not even to Flo or Kat, even if they spend hours begging to hear one. Yet here I am playing her not only a song I actually believe in but a song I wrote about her the morning after we met. Not to mention she didn't even have to ask, I straight up demanded she listens to me.
How could I have not written that song? After the night we shared, I was enthralled by her. She has been on my mind day and night ever since. She became my guilty pleasure, a person I would never have but always wish I could have. I mean when I got to set to surprise Flo that day I never thought it would turn out this way. In fact, if you told me this is what would come from that meeting I would have straight up laughed in your face. The memory of that day played before my eyes as I sang that song to her, my mind drifting to the happy memory.
Knocking on the trailer door, I smile to myself as I play with my aviators, the reflective surface showing me my messy hair and super cropped AC/DC t-shirt, my black lace bra peaking out every time I shift my arms even slightly upwards. Ray demanded that the only way I could go to set today was if I was T² to the max. Hence the top and skin-tight leather trousers with black heeled combat boots. Everything I wear is black because God forbid I ever wore a single colour in public.
Anyway, I was toying with the silly aviators, which were useless anyway because the tint was too light for my retinas to stand comfortably and they lacked my prescription so I couldn't even see that well when I wore them, a fact I mentioned to Ray and was immediately dismissed 'style before sight' is our new motto I suppose. Back to the point, I was waiting for Flo to hurry up and answer the door to her trailer when it swung open and I was met with a head of blond hair.
Although it wasn't the blond I was expecting.
"Um, can I help you?" She asked, looking me up and down with a gaze that made my body burn, a fire I thought had long gone out relighting itself. "Oh, um, I thought this was Florence's trailer?" I mumble, taking a step back to read the name on the side of the trailer, which did indeed read 'Florence Pugh' "this is her trailer, isn't it?" I continue, realisation hitting me as I look at the woman properly, the sight of my favourite actress standing in front of me, momentarily making me forget why I was even looking for Flo.
Scarlett never got a chance to answer me though as my best friend came storming towards the door of the trailer. "Who's at the door Scar? I thought we were getting ready to hit the club" she whined, making me laugh when I spot her signature pout, one day her face is going to freeze like that and she'll be stuck.
"And here I was thinking you would be glad to see me after being apart for the last three months, you are the one who text me that you were, and I quote, dying from separation anxiety, yesterday. Were you not?" I huff, sarcasm dripping from my voice, as I watch her freeze and unfreeze in a matter of seconds before she throws herself into my body, making the pair of us go flying backwards.
Laughter echoes around the busy set as the two of us roll around the floor like complete idiots, not that either of us really cared. "Good God, I missed you O" she mumbled into my ear as our laughter stops and we hug each other tightly, still laying on the ground. "We are in public, it's T remember" I whisper back, earning a huff although she nods against my chest in understatement.
We only broke apart when a throat cleared above us. "Sorry, I totally forgot you were here" Flo chuckled as she looked up at the confused actress, before rolling off of me and getting up, all with a dramatic flare because she could never do anything in a normal way, could she? "Anyway, Scarlett this is T, she's a friend of mine. T, I'm sure I don't need me to introduce you to Scarlett" she teased, making me scoff as I stood up, reaching a hand out to shake Scarlett's, giving her my best charming smile as I reminded myself I have to be T² around her not my normal bumbling self. "It's a pleasure to meet you" I greet, making sure to lay on my charm thickly as I kiss the back of her hand, smirking when she raises an eyebrow in my direction. "I know you from somewhere, where?" She asked, sounding slightly hostile, which just made me chuckle to myself.
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