Between us and only us (Scamacca & Y/n)

Chapter 24

He walks into the studio and begins to look around.

"Wow all this is all yours?"

"Yep. Well I don't own it. It's just mines to use whilst I'm studying under ACA"

He's wearing all black like I asked in my text but I had the idea of a Leonardo DiCaprio in titanic style shot so I brought a white button up about two sizes too big for Martin.

"I was wondering if you could maybe put this shirt on instead for the first shot"

"Yeah sure" I turn away whilst he gets changed. The small thud of his shirt hitting the floor makes me want to turn around but my better judgement says no.

I turn around when he asks if he looks okay. He does but I ask him to undo the first few buttons.

"Thank you again for this. Could I have you sat on this stool here please" I point him to the stool in front of my curtain railing.

I try a few different coloured curtains to find which one compliments him best. The orange brings out the blue in his eye best.

I look down the lens of the camera as I'm about to snap the shot.

"Smile"

He does. Maybe more smirk then smile.

"Run your fingers through your hair"

Perfect.

We take a few more close ups. A few in colour and a few in black and white.

"Can I take a picture of you?" He asks whilst I'm still looking through the lenses.

"No. No no no. Nope. Nope. I stay this side of the camera. At all times. No one needs a close up of all this" I point towards my face.

"You seriously believe that?"

"Yes"

"Why? What could've possibly convinced you you're not beautiful?"

"What?" I cannot of heard him right, surely.

"Oh please, you're beautiful. I never thought to say anything since you and Emile were together but y/n you are so beautiful and I've thought so since the moment I first saw you" he's now stood up and stood in front of me.

"Where on earth do you think you're going with this?" I'm shocked to say the fucking least.

He hooks his finger under my chin to pull us closer together. He whispers.

"Well no where far. There is a sofa right there" he smirks, he's cocky.

"I'm not asking for much. Certainly not a relationship. I'm smart enough to know that's a bad call given our 'history' you could say. All I ask, if you'll have me, is one night. No one has to know anything." his other hand snakes around my waist to pull me in closer, strongly.

"Hmm, darling. What do you say?"

It was a bad idea. Certainly a bad idea. I had promised Gianluca I wouldn't mess around with the Arsenal boys anymore because all it does it lead to me getting hurt.

But.
Martin surely won't want anyone to know about this so it could stay our secret and Gianluca would never have to find out.

I press mine and Martins lips together before we lose ourselves in each other's touch.

"Wait" I put my hands on his chest to create some distance.

"What, is something wrong?" He looks concerned.

"Can we not do this here?" My studio needs to stop being used for non program usages.

"Sure, mines?" He says placing a chaste kiss on my lips.