𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊

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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and walker are dating but are in a bit of a spat. oh and it's your kiss scene between percy and annabeth. have fun!
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: living a double life

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𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕

fuck my life.

that is all i can think while rehearsing my lines.

in about 15 minutes i have to kiss my jerk face boyfriend. i put my face in my hands and fight back frustrated tears.

a knock on my trailer door breaks me from my little exasperation episode.

aryan walks in. "hey, how are you doing?"

we were up late last night talking about the whole situation, he's the only one that knows. well technically, people know we're fighting because we're making it painfully obvious, but only aryan knows the details.

to answer his question i look at him to show him my bloodshot eyes.

he sits next to me and pulls me for a hug.

"what if we can't patch thing up?" i place my head on his shoulder. "it wouldn't happen soon though, i'm still really fucking pissed at him for accusing me of cheating on him with mason. i can't believe he would ever think i would do that to him. and the whole walker and ellie situation? she posted a picture kissing his cheek while he was holding her. walker needs to self reflect."

"do you think you'll be okay for the kiss scene today?"

"i have to be okay. this is my job, i need to be professional. the directors couldn't give 2 shits if i'm pissed at the idiot." i look at aryan. "i have to kiss him."

"maybe you should talk to him today, after filming of course."

"i'm still so mad. if i talk to him, it will end in a screaming match."

"i'm sure it will blow over. it will be okay y/n, i promise." aryan was trying to be positive, for my sake.

thank you. "i pull him in for another hug."

"we should probably go now." he checked the time.

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as soon as we got to set, walker spotted me.

he rolled his eyes.

i bit the inside of my cheek to keep my mouth shut. i should probably bite my fists too before he has to catch them.

i don't think this is going to blow over. that thought makes me want to bite my nails and crawl in a ditch.

we have a couple scenes to film before the kiss and the entire time, i'm just mad thinking about it. i can barely stand being in the same vicinity as this kid right now and you want me to put my mouth on his? fuck that.

in between every take, walker has a stank ass look on his face. i don't want to be petty so i pretend i don't notice.

"alright, are you ready? the moment everyone has been waiting for!" the director called.

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