1. What You Asked For

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Libbie POV

Sitting in the chair in my dressing room while hair and makeup fussed around me I was nervous, not about filming this music video I had done that multiple times but because this time I had made it clear that I didn't want a stereotypical leading man.

I didn't want the sort of guy you see if every music video, I wanted different, I wanted some one you wouldn't expect, some one kind of like me I guess. I was fairly certain they hadn't listened and I was nervous about what I was going to find when I walk through that door.

For some reason I have never had natural chemistry with any of the guys that have been in my music videos and thought maybe if I had some one like me the chemistry would be there especially since they wanted this video to be a little on the raunchy side.

"How's it going Lib" my manager asks walking into the room with the biggest grin on her face

"Good I guess.......have you seen him?" I ask and she nods

"Oh yeah, I've seen him alright" she grins

"They didn't listen did they" I sigh "I knew it, I knew they wouldn't. Go on hit me with it what am I stuck with?"

"Oh they listened" she smiles "I think this guy is exactly what you had in mind. He's tall, long dark hair, tanned skin, muscular and covered in tattoos" she says

"Ok so far he doesn't sound stereotypical, so what does he do? What's his profession?" I ask

"He's a wrestler for the WWE" she says "they went all out to find what you wanted"

"A wrestler........omg" I gasp "is he hot?"

"Why don't you take a sneak peak through the window" she says and I'm straight put of my chair

I walk quickly over the door and rise onto my tip toes to look through the window, when I catch sight of him I just about die on the spot. He's.......for lack of a better word.......beautiful.

"Oh wow" I say backing away from the door suddenly feeling very insecure "I.....I don't know if I can do this with him"

"What? He's exactly what you wanted, what's the problem?" She asks

"The problem is that he is too damn hot" I say sitting back down "how the hell am I going to concentrate or focus with him looking like some kind of gift from the gods! Besides look at him and look at me......it just wouldn't be believable"

"Wait a minute......don't tell me little miss confident big shot is suddenly feeling insecure" she laughs

"Can you blame me" I say "look at him! How am I supposed to go topless next to him!"

Normally like my manager says I'm confident, but somehow without being near me he had made me feel insecure. He looked incredible and there was no way I could look good next to him. On the other hand she was also right about him being exactly what I had asked for.

"Libbie it's time" a member of the crew shouts through the door and I take a deep breath before heading out to the set.

When I get there, he is stood talking to the director. He's talking him through the different scenes we are going to shoot, the story behind the song and what he needs to do with me.

The closer I get to him the taller he gets and then I hear him laugh and out of nowhere I get a shiver down my spine. Just when I think I'm fine he smiles and my knees almost give on me. How the hell was I going to get through this shoot.

"Ah Libbie come meet your leading man" the director says motioning for me to join them.

"Hi I'm Damian......it's nice to finally meet you" he smiles

"Uh Libbie" I say nervously shaking his hand "it's uh....it's nice to meet you too.......so you ok with everything, you have any questions?" I ask

"Just one" he says "they say in some of the more intimate scenes you're going to be topless.......well wouldn't it make more sense for me to topless too instead of in a tank top? I mean it seems more natural to me........what do you think?" He asks his eyes never leaving mine

"Everything we've discussed it to Libbie's specifications it's how.........."

"No he's right Michael" I say cutting him off "it would be more natural........I never suggest it incase the gentleman in question isn't comfortable with it.......but if you're ok with it then we could give it a try and see how it looks"

"Yeah I fine with it" he smiles "Sorry if I over stepped a mark" he says as the director walks away

"Not at all, I actually appreciate your input" I say "everyone seems to think they have to go with what I say, do what I want. Its nice to have someone make a suggestion or a tweak"

We walk over to the set together and take our places, Damian removes his tank top leaving him in just a pair of blue low hung jeans and bare feet. Nervously I remove my robe and he is directed to take me his arms in a way that preserves my modesty.

It's decided that we will start with the non lip syncing scenes which is just as well because right now I can't remember the lyrics.

The music starts and he follows the directions perfectly, throughout it all his eyes never leave mine. As directed his hands slide up my back to grip my shoulders before dipping me slightly. He begins to run his lips down my throat lifting me slowly until its time for our lips to meet.

I notice him hesitate slightly before pressing his lips to mine, I instantly melt into the kiss with all hell breaking lose inside my body.

"CUT" the director yells "that was perfect"

Only he doesn't stop kissing me, and neither do I

"CUT" he yells again and Damian moves back like he just snapped out of a trance

"Sorry I got caught up in the moment I guess" he says nervously

"It's fine" I say awkwardly

"That was incredible, perfect" the director says "you two have such fire, such chemistry I almost believed you were a real couple"

"So how am I doing?" He asks nervously as the director once again walks away

"You're doing really good" I smile as I put my robe back on "Oh damn you've got my lipstick on you, its supposed to be non transfer" I say reaching out and running my thumb over his lips. As I do our eyes lock and I have no idea what to do.

"I uh.....I've got to go get my makeup touched up" I say awkwardly "I'll see you in a bit for the next scene"

"I look forward to it" I says and there is that smile

And it was then that I knew I was in so much trouble.

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