Broken

Chapter 7: Mistakes

**This chapter contains sexual contain that maybe to arousing for some.
Viewer discretion is advised!**

*Emma*
I was backstage in one of Ellen's dressing rooms waiting for the show to start it was about 5 minutes till it was going to air. I could hear someone in the hallway saying that Emma was on set and that she needed hair and makeup.
Great so it worked, I bet Ellen didn't tell her anything about me being here so it'll be a huge surprise.
I was going to come on later that way Emma was on screen and couldn't leave if she saw that I was there.

"Please help me in welcoming our guest, Emma Aniston!" Ellen said as I watched the show on the TV in my dressing room.
Emma came out with a roar of applause and cheers as she hugged Ellen then sat down with a smile on her face.
"So Emma, let's start with congratulating you on all the awards you won at the MTV awards! 6 awards!" Ellen said excited with a smile which made Emma smile a little and nod.
"Yes, Rising Actress, Best Supporting Actress, Best Dramatic Actress, Featured Film of 2015, Best Comedic Film, and Best kissing scene." Emma said in a mouth full of word taking a breathe after saying so much.
"Wow, Best kissing scene. What movie was that for?" Ellen asked winking at Emma who was obviously blushing so much.
"It was for the movie with Zac Efron and when we first shot that scene it was very awkward because the director didn't say action loud enough so I was ready at all. I was lying on the pool chair just waiting and suddenly Zac comes out of nowhere and kisses me but he was suppose to land so that he jumped with his legs opened in between my legs and on the chair. Which didn't exactly go as plan, he lands on me completely - he was suppose to be hovering over me - his lips smashed into mine as the chair fell over. It wasn't that great the first take." Emma said blushing the entire time. Damn, I wish I could be an actor sometimes, I could possibly be in those romantic movies with Em.

"On another note, I would like to play a little game with you. You up for it?" Ellen said which was my qui to get ready to come onstage.
"Sure. What is the game called?" Emma asked as I could hear her from backstage.
"It's called guess that person. Sorta like the touch my body challenge but we will bring out 3 people and you will touch their body and guess who it is. Getting their name correct means that you'll win. If you win then you get to ask me or that person some questions. Oh and your blindfolded! Great, let's get going." Ellen explained as she started to blindfolded Emma with a bandana.

Next to me were the 2 other people, a young looking girl - around 6 - who looked as if they were a fan of Emma and a tall teenage girl - about 16 - with short hair. The teenager looked like she could be a actress on a kids show.

"Let's bring out the first person!" Ellen yelled out so the tiny girl walked onstage to stand in front of Emma and Ellen. Emma didn't guess the girls name correctly but got it right that she was a small young girl. Then came the teenager, who must have been an actress since some people cheered, which actually stumped Em because of her short hair but then soon realized it was a girl. Emma guessed Ellen at one point, making the crowd laugh. But in the end she didn't get her name correct.

"And now for the final person. Hopefully you'll get this one right." Ellen said as I walked on stage to see all the faces in the crowd astonished that I was there, some crying and some cheering.
I walked right up in front of Em which almost felt weird since I had never been so close to Em in public like this.
Emma started patting around to find a body part or face to dictate the person. She first put her hands on my chest, feeling around to see if I was a girl wearing a bra. She was feeling my chest for what felt like 20 minutes but it must have been shorter than that.
"It's a guy!" Emma shouted in my ear as she was so close to me.
After that she then went to my face feeling it all around. It was really hard not to laugh because it felt so silly.
She kept feeling my lips more than anything on my face. I had this sudden urge to just go up and kiss her. I knew that by doing so she would recognize me immediately and it would be better than waiting until she either yanked at my hair or felt me down lower.
"How do I know it's not just a mannequin on a stool?" She asked Ellen which I guess I wasn't breathing in her face for her to tell or moving for that part. This was my time to make my move.
I leaned in fast and kissed her on the lips that she was caught by surprise. The entire crowd went wild cheering and 'awing' at us.
I backed off after a few seconds of kissing her. That should do the trick and if she doesn't know it's me then we must have not kissed at all when we dated. Emma was in shock after I backed away and looked at her.
After a few minutes of awkward silence among everyone, Emma finally said something.
"Please don't tell me who I think it is?" She said which gave me the clue that she was pissed at me.
"Well who do you think it is?" Ellen asked as she was ready to untie the bandana.
"No! It can't be!" Emma said thinking to herself and then, "Harry Styles." As she said the last part under her breathe.
Then her bandanna was let go so that she was able to see.
Her face said it all about her feelings for me.
Pissed. The. Fuck. Off.