Emma Valentino and Nick Robinson are both actors.
In reality he's Nick. But sometimes he forgets.
In reality she's Emma. She never forgets who she is.
But will Emma lose herself when she falls for the one guy who's feelings she can't figure out? A...
I slowly walked towards my cabin, reminiscing what happened. Changing into my comfort clothes once I enter my small trailer and falling on the bed.
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Small unsubtle voices were hear in the background. I looked at the tv and saw Christian in an interview with Buzzfeed. Just looking at him through the screen made me tingle in excitement. Everything about him made me desire him, want more of him because he was the only one who could make me speechless.
"So Christian, rumors have floated around saying that you don't have the best relationship with your actors! Tell us more!"
The interviewer said giggling after the sentence, she grabbed a strand of her fawn hair and twirled it around her index finger.
"Where did you hear that beautiful? It's not true! All of my star actors are very close to me."
He flirted sending a risky wink her way. She covered her face shyly, giggling that horrible school girl giggle. I have to admit it hurt, he easily flirted with her as he did with me.
"Are you sure?! What about Chris, Ty, Nick or Emma."
She urged. She smiled widely looking at the notecards resting on her lap.
"Yeah! We are all best buds. The boys and I usually hang out playing some football or video games!"
He stated cheerfully. Not only is that a huge lie but he never said anything about me. Ouch.
"What about Emma Valentino?"
There it is.
"What about her?"
knock. knock.knock
I didn't even have time to process the shade he just threw at me. What did I do to make him say that? Sure I only stared at him when he tried to start a conversation but that doesn't mean he can say that. Thanks for the drama and hate Christian.
I opened the door to see fuckboy number 1. My luck today was amazing !
"Do you need another place to make out with your girlfriend? Because my trailer isn't for sale."
I said icily while narrowing my eyes.
"I was just going to ask if you had some extra paper towels I could use," Nick replied with no emotion , his lips forming a thin line. His eyebrows furrowed and he added,
"She's not my girlfriend."
"Don't care,"
I yelled, already back in my trailer going towards where the napkins are.
Fuck.
The paper towels were on the top cabinet. I tried to jump but failed, so I got a little stool but yet failed again. Nick just watch my struggle in amusement. Laughing like crazy at my attempts to reach the paper towels.
"Get down on your knees,"
I commanded to the cheerful boy.
Nick raised an eyebrow, his famous smirk now growing of his perfectly chiseled face.
"Ok daddy."
He licked his lips and did what I said. His brown eyes looked up at me, begging for my next word. I rolled my eyes and pushed him down. He bit his bottom lip with a small smile growing on his face, he knew I was speechless. Nothing to respond to the boy that filled the room with thick sexual tension. I wanted to tease him, show him I'm not just another one of his sluts that he can bang and dump.
I couldn't believe what I was going to do.
I bent down to get face to face with Nick. Who smiled thinking that he had the last word. Boy was he wrong. I traced finger along his jawline then bringing it up to his baby pink bottom lip. Swiping it slowly along his lip, I leaned in and whispered into his ear.
"Babe, I could do so much better."
Then I immediately stopped and he let out the breathe he was holding in. Without notice I got on his shoulders and he lifted me up, my head barely touching the top of the trailer now. He shakily moved me to the cabinet and I got about five paper towel rolls. Being my clumsy self, I "accidentally" dropped the rolls and they fell on Nick's head.
"Ouch,"
he groaned, rubbing his head. At that moment he started to lose his balance resulting in us landing on the ground with a big thump. I fell on the ground first with Nick following on top of me. His head fell into the crook of my neck as my hands wrapped around his neck. His lips lightly grazing my neck, lightly kissing my exposed collarbone. I liked the way his body felt pressed up against mine and the way, he took control of the situation. I remembered, as much as I loved the way the way it felt. He would never be loyal, he would always play with my emotion, he would never be genuine with me because he's an actor. He knows how to make a girl fall on their knees and I was determined not to be one of the many. I pushed him off of me and walked to the edge of the counters. I lightly touch my collarbone, looking down at the light purple bruise tainted on my pale skin. Then I looked up at him, he looked down back against the counter and arms folded. He finally met my stare, he bit his lip and finally let out a mumbled,
"Sorry."
I began to pick up the paper towels and handed 2 rolls to him. Eyes wandering anywhere but his face.
"Here are the towels."
I ran a hand through my hair and he started to walk out. Nick looked back with an unreadable emotion in his eyes, then finally walked out while the door slammed shut. ---------------------------------------------- Author's Note:
Hiiiiiiii! How about that ending huh?
This is an officially EDITED chapter and I hope you all enjoyed it!
