𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑠 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠: Gracie Joyce has always dreamed of being a actress when she grows up. She knew that it would be almost impossible they way her life was going at the moment. When an opportunity for a new movie production find...
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Filming Day 68:97
My hands shake as if I haven't eaten all day. Well, I haven't, but that's not the point. I walk into work with as much confidence as I can; except I'm not all that confident because on one hand I have my script for the day, and on the other, a hot chocolate for Gracie.
We haven't talked since I basically attacked her with my mouth and confessed that she has me in every way that counts. Did I mean it? Yes. Am I ready for it? I can't decide.
There's no way I'm going to hurt her though, if I'm not ready I can simply tell her, right? No need for me to jump into it only to hurt her in the end.
And now I'm even more nervous than before. Dang it.
I am scared to admit that when it comes to her, I get nervous and I flake out. When I let my walls down and my smile show, I feel forced to put them back up when I get no response. Maybe that's why I always have my walls down with her. I never felt a need to hide myself with her.
Blake would get a kick out of watching me shake like a leaf.
I let out a huff of air as I made my way on the set, crew and cameras shoot Gracie as she films her solo scene. I stand in the corner and watch her move in almost slow motion.
I find myself smiling when the scene ends and she catches my eyes and gives me a closed mouth smile. I lift her cup in the air to signal her over, thankfully, she does and she is near me in seconds.
"Hey Mr. Late." She jokes and takes the warm cup from my hands, my hand tingles when we make a connection. I roll my eyes at her comment but lift my lips. "Yeah well I figured it would make it better if I brought you something to keep you awake. I uh- I know you're not big on coffee but I've seen you drink hot chocolate like it's your life support."
She lets out a loud chuckle and lets her head fall back, her jaw comes into view and I can almost picture placing my lips there, showing her that I can treat her right.
"I do, and it is my life support, I don't know what I would do without it." She smiles wide as she takes a seat on the bench near.
"You have plans tonight?" I ask her, taking a sip of my own coffee. Part of me hopes and prays she says no, that she would love to get dinner with me.
She lets out a sigh. "I did, me and Daisy were supposed to head to the fair tonight, but she got a last minute call and had to head over to another production, so I think I might go home and binge my show, and rest because the hard part of filming is over." She was right, major scenes besides the ending are all done, which makes this feel even more real.
"Wow, it's been a long time coming huh?" I let out a laugh. "I uh- I don't have plans tonight, you want to do the fair?"
Her eyes light up for a second when she looks at me, then they drop the next second. "I don't want to intrude on your night, plus who wants to walk till their feet hurt in the most crowded place ever?"
