She's Not Afraid

Chapter 8: Another Day

Maggie: "Sorry sweetheart," I said to a pile of ashed, still smoking.

"And cut!" shouted the directior. I turned away from the smoking ashes, coughing. I started toward the trailer. One my way, I saw a face that caused me to turn. Niall was leaning against the trailer I had just been walking past.

"Hey beautiful," he said.

"So I'm still beautiful when I smell like smoke and am covered in fake ash?" I asked, smiling. Niall rolled his eyes. "Wait, " I said, "You called me beautiful!" Niall blushed.

"Um, sorry. I'm new at this whole dating a superstar thing," he said.

"No no. Thank you," I said, blushing.

"Um, your welcome?" Niall said, his voice forming the words into a question. I laughed. "Um, so I was curious, um, about, um, that, uh, kiss," he said.

"What about?" I asked, smirking.

"Well, uh, I was wondering if that was just a one time thing or..." Niall's studders were cut off by my lips meeting his.

"Did that answer your question?" I asked.

"Yeah," Niall said, sighing. I turned to walk away.

"Oh Niall," I said, turning around, "You're not bad. In fact, I'd say your performance was better than alot of actors." Niall smiled, blushing. I laughed as I turned, climbing into my trailer to change.

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Niall: When Maggie emerged from her trailer, she had changed from the black stained jeans and sweatshirt to clean jeans and a decorated tank top. She finished tieing her Asic's and walked over to me. "Thanks for waiting," she said, shoving her phone into the pcket of her jeans.

"Hey no problem," I said, shrugging. "So what do you want to do?" I asked.

"We could go grab some lunch," Maggie said, smiling. I noddded and we went to go grab lunch.

"Sure," I said, shrugging. What a funny question to ask a world renown foodie.

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Maggie: We had just finished lunch and desided to walk down the street, which was lined by little shops. I sipped a smoothie while Niall held what was left over from the soda with his lunch. "So what part are you working on in the movie?" Niall asked.

"That's classified," I said, smirking.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Fan's can't know the progress of the movie. It's this dumb rule my director has," I said, rolling my eyes.

"That is dumb," Niall said.

"I know right. I mean they know when your finally done casting becasue IMDB posts the cast. But you can't know how much is left of the filming," I said, sipping my smoothie.

"That seems like a silly rule," Niall said, "How often is it broken."

"Not often. They want movies to be a surprise for the audience. Although in other words everyone's afraid of what will happen if they don't," I explained.

"This director seems a little harsh," Niall said.

"He is. Although its not likely he'd kick you off. That'd cost too much money. He would, however, make sure you don't get another job in the acting business," I said. Niall regauarded me quizically. "He has a lot of contacts. In other word, other directors."

"I see. Seems a little overly harsh," Niall said.

"He's made for the movie business. He's a drama queen," I laughed. Niall laughed with me.

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When I showed back up at the movie set, I kissed Niall goodbye. He seemed happy. I smiled as I left. Niall was amazing. I felt something for him. I couldn't name it. All I knew is it was there. And I liked it.