Pull Me In Closer

Reality Blurs.

Yesterday was the start to the long haul. The only break we were looking to have was in December for two weeks for Christmas and the New Year.

Currently, it's July.

For some reason I couldn't quite get myself to rest so I ended up getting up around 430AM. I went to my home gym for a few hours before I had to shower.

I walked into my closet and put on a white long sleeve designer shirt with some white washed out jeans. An embroidered initial of my first name on the left back pocket. I pull out a drawer where I have set up all my favorite watches. I grab my blue rolex one with the silver bands and some silver jeweled studs. Although today would be a long day I was thinking of asking Lizzie for dinner afterwards. It's so easy to get wrapped up in work, one good meal can always help get you through it.

I grab my handbag and head out the door, I get into my red lambo and ride around the city a little bit before work as radiohead plays softly on the speakers. I look around everyone just casually strolling and see a flower market. I pull over to look at the new selection. "Hey Marco." I greet the owner as he smiles, "Ah, long time no see Y/N."

"I apologize, how have you been?" I look at him and also at the flowers at his side. "Good, sales boom at around this year so very grateful." His accent from Spain filling his words. "I'm glad. You have the best flowers in the city by far. Still dreaming of France?" He sighs and hands me the flowers I was looking at. "Always am."

On the few strolls I have taken Marco always told me when the sun set just right and the light seemed to lower onto the city, that he always wanted to live near a vineyard in France. To taste the wine, see all the flowers. Have his own little shop on the outskirts of the little town he has his eye on.

"How is the industry?" He asked me. "I'd say in good hands." I smile and gently put my hand on his shoulder and give him a one hundred dollar bill. I grab the flowers and lift them to my nose with a close of my eyes. "No, no too much." He says trying to give me back the bill. "Save it for France." I tell him before making my way back to my car. I put the flowers into the passenger seat and put the seatbelt on them before driving off and waving to Marco. He waves back with a smile before I head over to the studio.

I gave my keys to the valet and walked over to Lizzie's RV. I had the flowers in my handbag sticking out a bit before I took them out and held them ready for when she opened the door.

Lizzie's POV:

I heard a light knock on the door to my RV, I was confused as to who it might be. I get out of my makeup chair and open the door thinking it was probably someone from the crew. I was so happy to be so wrong.

I see Y/N holding a bouquet of flowers and my face lights up.

"Y/N..." I say softly as I pull them up to my nose and my smile gets bigger. "Thought you would need a little pick me up." She says as she looks into my eyes before smiling and looking down to hide her smile.

"They are perfect." I say and touch her arm, I look back at the makeup artists. "I would invite you in but-"

"Dinner, you and me away from here."

"But the-"

"Come on." She challenges with a tilt of her head. "Just a... friendly dinner." She winks.

"Okay." I nod with a smile, she's going to be the death of me.

"After our scenes I'll pick you up." She walks down the steps and looks back at me one more time before going to her RV.

This day just got a lot more exciting.

We both got ready before they called us onto the set of where the hospital scenes would be shot. I see Y/N walk in and she gives me a smile before sitting down across from the bed and me.