Liz Gillies Requests

We Really Shouldn't (Liz&Avan) - Request ★

Liz's POV
I'm on set of a new movie and we're just finishing off a scene.

"Alright everyone. We'll wrap here and take a quick break." The director calls.

I leave the set and head to walk upstairs to my dressing room. On the walk up, I see someone stood at the front doors of the building.

"Avan?!"

"Hi." Avan smiles.

"You can't be here!" I hiss, grabbing his hand and rushing upstairs with him.

"But I-"

"Shut up!" I cover his mouth with my free hand before pushing open the door to my dressing room and quickly closing it behind us.

"What was all that for?" Avan asks, running his hand through his hair.

"You're not supposed to be here. You can't be here." I shake my head.

"That's kind of rude, Liz..." Avan trails off.

"What if someone sees you? Imagine the headlines." I sigh.

"Is that all you care about? The trashy gossip?" Avan asks.

"No! I have to be careful though. You know that! And it's... it's really complicated. Which you also know." I take a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, but I really don't see the problem here." Avan says, sitting down on the couch.

"Avan, my divorce isn't even finalised yet. If someone in this building, either crew or cast, finds out that you're here, it will spread like wildfire." I explain. "Now, who let you in?"

"The security guard." Avan says and I roll my eyes.

"Which one?" I ask.

"The tall one with a crush on you." Avan says.

"Yeah, that doesn't really narrow it down." I say and he chuckles.

"I think his name is Jamie or something." Avan says.

"Oh, James. I'll ask him to keep it between us." I say, texting him quickly.

"I still don't understand why you're freaking out so much that I'm here." Avan says, standing up in front of me once I put my phone down.

"Because, Avan!" I whine.

"Because what, Liz?" Avan asks.

"I can't risk Michael thinking that you're the reason we're getting divorced." I say quietly.

"That didn't stop you before." Avan quips and I raise my eyebrow.

"It was once or twice. And it was a stupid mistake." I say firmly.

"Oh, I see. And that'll be why you texted me yesterday to tell me that you missed me so much." Avan says sarcastically.

"Look, I filed for divorce ages ago and yes, you and I saw each other last month and yes I did text you yesterday, but that does not mean that you show up at my work!" I rant.

"You're really sending me mixed signals, Liz." Avan groans.

"I'm sorry for that, okay! Do you not think that I'm just a little bit stressed right now?! I don't mean to send you mixed signals! I didn't mean to send you any signals at all in the first place!" I exclaim.

"Shh, Shh. I'm sorry. It'll be okay." Avan hugs me.

"You and I have already hooked up twice since I told Michael I wanted a divorce. It's not even legal yet, god dammit!" I complain.

"That doesn't make it wrong." Avan says quickly.

"It doesn't make it right." I reply. "We can't do this a third time, even though..."