Flirting On Set

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by Natasha-Blackhill

by Natasha-Blackhill

Age: 23
Gender: Girl

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As I walk to my trailer for a break from filming, I notice Florence leaving my sisters trailer. She looks over and notices me and walks over. "Did you really say that to the paparazi!" She yells at me. I smirk a little, "Aw Florence, you still hate me hm?" I chuckle a little, "Look, if I didn't say ut they would've been onto us." She rolls her eyes. "Screw you, Johansson." I smirk a little before rolling my eyes and heading to my trailer.

After half an hour, I end up heading back to set to film the final scene for the day. As I head in, I see Florence talking to the director. As I get closer, I'm able to hear what's being said, "I'm not doing that! Especially with her." I hear the blonde say to the director.

"Doing what?" I ask once I get close enough. Florence rolls her eyes before shouting at me, "This fucking scene." As she shoves the script into me. I look down at the script to see what the scene was. I feel myself get red, "Fuck that." I grumble trying to hide my face.

My sister walks onto the set to see me, Florence and the director arguing. "Woah, what's happening here?" She asks me. I turn to her and roll my eyes, "Fucking make out scene with Pugh." Before walking off.

"YOU HAVE TO DO IT Y/N!" The director yells over to me.

After a short break, we get ready for the shoot. "Screw you Y/n." "Yeah. You wish."

"LIGHTS. CAMERA. ACTION!" Shouts the Director.

She pushes me against the wall, her hand on my side slowing moving to my thigh. "God damnit. Don't you know?" Her character tells me, as her hand reaches my thigh pulling my leg up. I smirk at Florence knowing its not part of the script. "Know what..?" I mumble kinda into it as she leans in, slowly pecking at my neck. I gasp a little as she sucks on my neck moving to my chin. She stops as I feel myself going weak, the only thing stopping me from falling and breaking character being Florence. "Know..what..?" I ask again. She smiles and her eyes soften, "I love you.." She tells me, but I know its all an act. It's all her perfect acting for the movie. Is this the moment I think to myself. The moment our relationship really unfolds. I smile to her words before she shoves her lips into mine.

"This isn't part of the scene?" The director says.

She begins to passionately kiss me before pulling away to take a breath. I mumble, "Screw it.." to her before going in and kissing her. Her lips interlocking with mine. We both know this is all real, we aren't acting anymore. She pushes me up a little more against the wall before biting my lip and pulling away. Lost for words, I lose all memory of my lines.

"Do it again..I liked it." I tell her.