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the actress and the athlete [drew o'connor]

(TW: AGGRESSIVE)
(song: i don't wanna live forever)

"cut! alright thats a wrap today!" the director yelled.

i let out a breath i didn't know i was holding. good thing the camera wasn't on me for that last shot of the day. i stood up from the ground and made my way to my trailer. i weaved through the movie set, saying my goodbyes to my co-stars and crew for today.

i reached my trailer and i sat down, quickly wiping off all the sfx makeup and blood from my face. i stared at myself in the mirror and rubbed my face with my hands. i threw away the wipes and got changed out of my wardrobe. i put on my penguins jersey paired with some baggy jeans. i slipped on my shoes before my manager barged in.

"knock please," i rolled my eyes.

"why are you in such a bad mood?" she asked, setting down her clipboard on my vanity.

"why does it matter?" i shook my head and turned to her defensively.

"because when you're in a bad mood, you have the tendency to put bill in a bad mood."

"well i don't know why, bill should just mind his business!" i threw my hands up.

bill skarsgård, one of my good friends, is my co-star in this horror movie we are filming.

she scoffed, "you need to fix your attitude liv. tell me why you are in a bad mood. you can't come to set tomorrow like this!"

my hands went to my face again, rubbing my eyes then sliding down my cheeks. i sighed and looked up then back at her.

"drew and i fought earlier today before i came here and he went to practice."

"well im sorry, but you can't take that out on other people liv."

"i know, tell bill im sorry, okay? i have to go to drew's game."

"if you are mad at him, why are you going to his game?"

"i try to go to every game." i said quietly.

she rolled her eyes, "okay. just make up with him or something tonight liv. i don't know what to tell you and it's not my problem. but it becomes my problem when you act like this on set. fix it." she said sternly before walking out.

i groaned loudly before walking out behind her. she sent my bodyguards over and they followed me to my suv out behind all the trailers. the driver was already inside, ready to go. i opened the door and hopped in, my bodyguards getting in behind me. we started over to the arena after that.

we pulled up and the bodyguards escorted me inside. fans were lined up at the doors, waiting for me. i slid my sunglasses over my face and stayed in the tight formation the guards made around me. flashes went on around me and people begged for autographs and pictures. i tried my best not to look at anyone as we walked through the concourse of the arena, all the way towards my private booth to watch the hockey game. i walked in and set my bag down on the counter. i pulled off my glasses and set them down too. i blew raspberries as i walked over to a seat and sat down. i made it just in time as the announcer started to welcome the teams onto the ice.

i watched as the opposing team came out. i studied the screen as it showed their names. i stood up and clapped as the penguins came out. i saw drew step onto the ice and bit my lip. he skated in circles with his teammates and stretched out.

the world knew i was dating drew o'connor. we have been together for almost 3 years. i've supported him during his whole hockey journey, and he's been there for me anytime i needed him with acting struggles, or personal struggles. people around the arena were taking pictures of my left and right. i didn't look, i just saw out of the corners of my eyes. it happened every single day. i never got any privacy of course. they always turned towards me instead of the ice and i hated it. i wish they could watch what they came here for.