𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩𝐬, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜..

ACT 3

"This is a new day, Johnny looked like he was ready for this shoot, while I am a mere nervous wreck. I didn't know what to do. So I just got myself prepared as we got to the shoot."
"Well boys, ready for day two out of nine?  It might take less! Hah! Depends on how much time we take. But cmon! Get to places!" The director chanted as Ace and Johnny went to their places.
"This is where things grew different."

"So..?  You could at least think of your partner while doing this type of shit."
Ace shook his head as he glared.

"Ace, I am thinking about my career, about my fame, and my fans! You knew how much I had wanted this when we met each other!" Johnny hissed.

"Besides, what's wrong with having some fun with my fans?" He raised his voice, angry at Ace who wanted to leave.

"Y'know what. Fuck this, I'm leaving."
Ace was going to grab his stuff.

Johnny let out a chuckle as soon as Ace said that.

"No, Ace, wait." He tried to take Ace's arm, but Ace just brushed him off again.

Johnny looked at him with a frown. He felt frustrated for not being able to get what he wanted.

"C'mon, Ace, you know how much I wanted this. This fame, this money, everything." Johnny's voice was full of arrogance and greed.

"Nothing but greed.. All you care is greed over than your own lover. Tsk, I really made a mistake.."
Ace whispered to himself as he shut the door leaving.

There was a silence in the mansion for a few seconds.

"Pfft. Loser..." Johnny said, rolling his eyes at Ace who dared to leave the mansion.

He turned back to his phone, looking at comments on his social media.

He didn't notice the blonde girl opening the door and stepping quietly inside his suite.
In Johnny's POV.
"Ace had been on edge. Huh.. I wonder what's the matter with him. It's just a fake argument. That's all. It's not like I'm doing it for real.. yeah okay I feel a bit guilty about it, but it's just a move script."

A few hours has past, Ace hasn't came back, then soon a whole night passes.

The next morning, after not seeing Ace for the whole night, Johnny woke up from the sounds of loud knocking on his bedroom window.

He looked up at the window where the blonde girl was standing, holding a cup of coffee.

"Johnny, wake up." The girl shouted, banging on the window.

"What the hell." Johnny muttered, as he jumped out of bed and went to the window.

A few more hours past, no sign of Ace, possibly he was at his breaking point? He surely had an hard time keeping his mind off of what he had been facing..

Meanwhile, at Ace's apartment, there were also sounds of loud knocking on the door.

Several fans of Johnny were standing in front of Ace's door with cameras and smartphones.

"Ace! Ace! Open the door! What happened between you too?"

"Ace, we need to talk, open up!" Some of them shouted.

Others just recorded the scene on cameras and phones, hoping for some scandalous content from the scandal between two famous people.

Ace had to face this situation every day and was at his breaking point now.

"What in fucks name.." He'd closed the curtains, and put on some headphones to ignore the sounds of the
Paparazzi. 
"I had enough.. I just wanna.. Ah. I can't even think.."