Lizzie's POV
"Let's take five and then we'll try the scene again," The director said.
I sighed, drying my eyes. I was supposed to be dealing with the emotions after I found out that my 'husband' died. We've been on the same scene for three hours now and we can't seem to get a good shot. I haven't had this many problems filming in a while. It just seems like I can't get the right emotions. Sure, it looked like I was crying, but there were no feelings behind it.
I gratefully took a water bottle from a camera man, downing it in two gulps. I sat on a nearby couch and opened my text messages.
Lizzie: Hey, my love! Are you almost here?
Scarlett: Just around the corner. Are you done filming that scene?
Lizzie: Ugh, no. I can't seem to do anything right. I'm so tired.
Scarlett: Hey, it's ok. Take a breath. You can do this. I'll be there soon. I'm bringing you your favorite Starbucks drink :)
Lizzie: Scarlett Johansson, you are a saint. I can't wait to see your precious face.
Scarlett: You are too sweet, baby.
"Elizabeth, you ready to try again?" The director yelled at me. I nodded even though I didn't feel ready. I looked back down at my phone.
Lizzie: I have to go. They're calling me to film. Wish me luck.
Scarlett: I believe in you. I'm parking now. I love you!
Lizzie: I love you, too <3
I smiled at my phone, ready to see my love. I got up and headed to my spot. Hair and makeup came up behind me to do some touch ups while the director and producers began setting the cameras up in the right spots. I took a deep breath before the director spoke.
"All right. Starting the scene in three...two...one...and action!"
The phone in my hand 'rang,' and I picked it up. I put it against my ears, carefully listening to what was coming out of the phone. Carefully, I looked up on cue and my eyes landed on Scarlett who was smiling at me.
Suddenly, a rush of emotions came at me all at once. Thoughts of Scarlett dying took over my mind. I could see myself getting a call, and the world crashing down on me.
A heartbreaking sob erupted from my mouth as I fell to my knees. All I could imagine was my life without my girlfriend. How empty I would feel. Nothing brought me joy. The anger I felt, thinking it should've been me.
I let out a gut-wrenching scream before crying. My hands gripped my hair tightly, pulling at it as I let my head fall to the ground. Images of a funeral with Scarlett's still face in an open casket filled my vision. Knowing that I would never see her beautiful, green eyes again, never see that gorgeous smile, or kiss her lips. It broke me.
I kept crying like there was nothing left in the world for me to do. I didn't even notice the director yelling cut or telling me that it was the 'perfect shot.' I didn't notice Scarlett ushering everyone out and kneeling in front of me when she noticed I couldn't stop crying. I didn't look up until soft hands cupped my face and brought me to look up at the eyes of the person I was completely and utterly in love with.
"Scarlett," I cried, throwing myself in her arms and putting my arms tightly around her neck.
"Baby, what's wrong? What's going through your head right now?" She questioned, running her fingers through my messy hair and kissing my head.
"Please don't leave me," I sobbed.
"Why would I leave you?" She asked, confused.
"I can't live without you. Not ever. Please, just don't leave me."
She finally got the gist and held me as tight as possible. "My sweet girl, I promise I will stay with you for the rest of my life. I'm not going anywhere. It would take so much to pull me away from you."
"I love you."
"I love you too, sweetie. More than you could ever know."
I lifted my head from her shoulder, and she took the chance to gently wipe off the tears that were flowing down my face with her thumbs before she took my face in her hands again and kissed me all over my face. I allowed myself to giggle at her antics.
"Did they get the shot?" I sniffed as she pulled away. She laughed and nodded.
"They did. You were perfect."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For being here with me. I couldn't do this without you."
"Oh, baby. You don't have to thank me. I love you so, so much," she told me.
"I love you more."
"Not possible."
"Wanna bet?"
"Oh yeah." She chuckled as I pulled her into a deep kiss.
I let her put her hands on my cheeks as she pulled me forward and knocked us down. I laughed as I fell on top of her but did not disconnect our lips. She hummed as we parted, and she looked deeply into my eyes.
"You're my favorite person in the world. I'm never leaving you," she said with so much love in her voice.
"You're mine, Scarlett Johansson," I said, pulling her into another kiss, putting as much passion as I could because she was worth it.
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