Y/N's POV
"Cut! Okay everyone, take ten. Amazing job, Y/N." The director strides over, giving me a congratulatory pat on the back. "Your scenes with Elizabeth and Olivia are up next."
"Sounds great, Pat. I'm just going to my trailer," I reply, looking forward to a quick break.
"Yeah, no problem. I'll have your PA fetch you when we're ready." I raise my hand to give a quick thumbs up as I continue walking away.
I make my way to my trailer and as I walk in, I'm pleasantly surprised by the familiar face that greets me.
"Hey, baby. How's it going on set?" she asks, getting up to kiss me. She starts to pull away, but I hold her close, deepening the kiss. Her hands cradle my face as a soft moan escapes her lips.
"Y/N, as much as I want to, you can't mess up my makeup. We're filming next," she murmurs, reluctantly pulling back.
I sigh and let her go. "I missed you. It's been a week," I say, sinking onto the couch beside her.
"I know, I'm sorry. You have no idea how much I've missed you. I just had to—well, you know..." She trails off, her expression apologetic.
"I know. It's fine. So, did you do it? Are you free to be mine?" I ask excitedly, but her frown tells me everything I need to know. "Oh." I get up to grab a bottle of water from the mini-fridge.
"Y/N, baby, I'm sorry. I just couldn't. He actually... um, he proposed." Her words hit me like a punch to the gut.
"And did you accept?" I ask, unable to look at her.
"I had no choice, Y/N. Both our families were there." She moves closer, trying to hold me, but I pull back. "Y/N, please, just give me some time to figure this out."
"There's no need. You made your choice, Elizabeth. I was the dumb one who caught feelings for you. I knew what this was from the start." I finally turn to face her, seeing the sadness in her eyes. She doesn't say anything. "Can I have some space, please? I need to get ready for our scenes."
"Can we talk later? Please, Y/N. I didn't mean to hurt you," she pleads, reaching for my hand. I let her hold it, savoring her touch one last time before pulling away.
"Maybe. Can you please just go?" She turns and leaves my trailer, the door slamming shut behind her. I let the tears I've been holding back finally fall.
Sitting there, I feel my anger and self-loathing rise to the surface. How could I have been so foolish to believe that Elizabeth would ever choose to be with me over her boyfriend? Sneaking around with her was wrong from the start, but the temptation was irresistible. Elizabeth's beauty and charm captivated me, and now I hate myself for falling for her. She warned me from the start and I was foolish to think I could change her mind. I shouldn't be mad at her, but I can't help it.
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Hayran KurguVery random stories with Lizzie or Wanda as the main love interest, but there will be twists and turns with different cameos. 😉 🤷🏼♀️ I won't spend much time writing them out, so sorry in advance if the stories are a little all over the place. 😅...