Anxious [h.s]

2.

With a coffee in my hand I enter my work. Many people are already rushing through the hallways and prepare the set for filming today.
I wave some people a short 'hello' before going straight to the main set.

Rudy and Andrew are already talking about something, and when they see me they give me a look to join them.

Rudy and I are both main characters so I guess it will be a short talk about what the next scene will look like.

"Marina you're late."
Andrew looks at me angrily.

"no I'm actually not."
I look at the time and see I came 2 minutes too late because I got myself a coffee. But as I look up to meet Andrews face again he looks even more angry at my comment.
"okay I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
I sigh and just let it be before I get into more trouble.

"I just told Rudy and now I'm telling you." he begins.
"The new producer will be here any second and for that I want you to change already into your costumes. Hair and make up will be done later, we need this for the introduction"
He says before leading us to our trailers.

I nod and change into my costume.
Today I'm wearing some black baggie jeans which have several holes made by a knife in it and a basic white crop top with dirt and fake blood all over it.
As I step out of my room I notice that the people aren't rushing around anymore, they are settled by the set.
The producer might have come and they are introducing the main people to him. I walk fastly over to them and stand besides Rudy who's eyes are glued to Andrew and another person.
I can't tell what the stranger looks like because there are too many people in front of me who block my view.

"I can handle that."
A known dark voice says.

I don't know where I know this voice from, probably he's a popular producer. Then Andrew's voice is heard again.
"these were the most important crew members, if you have any questions don't be scared to ask anybody here on set, we are all friendly"
Andrew laughs and I just cringe at his words.

"don't think this will ever happen."
The dark voice says sternly.

All of a sudden the people around us go away and dissappear to their work so that I can finally get a view of the new film producer.

My eyes were glued to the floor so when I sense two people walking towards us, which I suppose to be Andrew and the producer, I look up.

My eyes drift over brown leather chelsea boots and a black skinny jeans. On top I can see a white half buttoned up shirt and a cross necklace, his fingers coated in rings.

When I look the person straight in the face those green eyes meet mine again.
Oh fuck me

Harry is standing just a few inches infront of me and furrows his eyebrows when he sees me, giving me a glare.
The drightness in my throat from yesterday comes back and I need a little effort to swallow the big lump which formed in my throat.

"this is Rudy Pankow and Marina Cains, the main characters."
Andrew introduces us, but harry keeps his dangerous eyes locked with mine. He just cuts the eye contact when he notices rudys hand held out in front of him. He smiles at rudy and shakes his hand before giving me his hand too.
I slowly shake it and feel his rings dig into my skin, I flinch a little bit and abruptly try to pull my hand away. But he holds it tightly.

"marina, was that so hard to say?"
Harry says but just so loud that I can hear it.

I glare at him and finally pull my hand out of his.

He then looks at Rudy and Andrew again and sets a friendly face on.
"I'm Harry Styles, your new film producer, I hope I can finally make you work like you should."
He says and smirks at andrew.

The next half and an hour pass so slowly like it didn't do the last weeks. This day is one of the most annoying days since months, and yesterday I thought I couldn't say that any further.

I spent the last hours with getting yelled at by harry and being completely embarrassed in front of the whole crew. For my opinion I didn't do anything wrong, but in his opinion if I just dared to breath at the wrong time it would be a reason to fire me. He criticizes me on things I feel very uncomfortable with for example how to flirt the right way. Like as if he knew how to do it, I mean yesterday he failed regardlessly.
Even Rudy told me I shouldn't take his words too serious, and that gives me a little bit confidence again.

I think harry is just pissed that I didn't play his little game with him yesterday, this is now his perfect time to make me regret everything. But the worst thing is nobody else on the set knows that we've met before. And especially what has happend before .

At the end of the stressful day I pack how usual my bag and get ready to leave. I rush out of the workplace and get into my car to drive to zayns place. After the incident yesterday I prefered to talk somewhere quiet and he agreed.

I park my car in front of his house and text him.

Me:
"I'm here"

I know I could just ring the bell and wait till he opens the door but texting him that I'm in front of his house feels much more comfortable to me.

A few minutes later I'm welcomed into his apartment and allow myself to take a seat on his couch.

"oh no no marina, stand up, we're not going to just hang around and cry over our days okay?"
Are his first words when he reads my mind in what I've planned to do.

"why nooot?" I whine and lean my head back on the sofa.

Zayn comes over so he stands directly in front of me and graps my wrists to jank me up.
"you know if we talk about the people who ruined our day we give them even more attention, we should ignore them and make the rest of the day a good day" he smiles.

He's right, if we would talk the next few hours about work we couldn't concentrate on anything else. And enjoying the last hours of the day sounds better than to discuss about the bad things that happened.

I reply with a smile
"okay and what have you planned to do?"

"cooking!"

A loud laughter escapes my mouth till I realise he's being serious.
"you know we both can't cook."

He rolls his eyes and pushes me into his kitchen.
"I can make a frozen pizza, I know you couldn't even do that. "
He shrugs on which I slap him against his shoulder.

Well, he isn't wrong to be honest.
I've never learned how to cook or even make spaghetti.

I agree on his idea so we both start with "cooking". The result of this whole thing was just that we ended up talking shit about our work again.

"-and then David said he needed to check my emails but ended up deleting accidentally my 4 pages which I had written!" zayn shouts about his colleague while shoving a slice of pizza in his mouth.
"-his reply on this was just to me to work faster" he shakes his head.

"you know if I get to meet mister David some time I'll get him to run a little bit faster."
We both laugh and then fastly finish our foods.

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Second chapter:))

Today is a rainy night, I can't describe the feeling of writing a dark harry fan fiction with a storm outside, it's so relaxing lol .