A/N
Hi all!
Firstly, I want to thank anyone who is reading this right now for sticking by this story! I have been gone for 2 months yet the support is still so overwhelming.
Exams have been very stressful for me these last few months and I really did need the time away to concentrate on them. But they're over now and I am back! My aim is to finish this book by the end of July, so fingers crossed.
I hope you all really enjoy this chapter!! Let me know what you think in the comments, and don't forget to vote!
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Chapter 27
"You were really going for it." I shoot him a look of disapproval.
"Correction, Oli was going for it." Brad laughs at my reply before shoving some more chips into his mouth.
A smile cracks on to my lips as I also put a chip into my mouth, watching Brad eating as though he hasn't eaten in a year. Boys sure do have a very enthusiastic way of consuming food.
"Bless him, he doesn't get many oppurtunities."
I roll my eyes at his teasing of Oli; I've gathered in this short time that it's one of his favourite things to do.
"All in the name of acting. I'd rather him than you, pervert"
Brad sticks his middle finger up at me as I say this whilst puckering his lips at me. Now it's my turn to let out a laugh at his ridiculous expression.
My scene with Oli actually ran pretty smoothly, I knew it would though; he definitely knows how to kiss someone properly. Thankfully, it wasn't awkward in the slightest, with the both of us laughing more than anything over his over-enthusiasm; that butt squeeze he did was definitely not scripted, but I let it slide.
After filming finished, Brad and I decided to go and grab some food at a nearby diner since we were both craving chips. The diner we're seated at right now is a quiet little place that's concealed off from the hustle and bustle of New York, perfect after a very busy first day of filming. Despite only meeting Brad today, it feels as though we've been friends for so much longer; similarly to how Oli and I get along, they're both just so chilled and friendly.
Brad looks over the table at me as he finishes off the last of his chips, the cheeky look on his face tells me that what he's going to say next isn't going to be casually commented.
"So, Zach." He drawls out in his aussie accent, giving me a little wink. At the mention of Zach's name alone I feel little crazy butterflies in my stomach.
Here we go.
"So?" I reply nochalantly, popping the last chip into my mouth and pretending I'm not affected.
Brad is smirking at me knowingly. "Don't 'so' me, I know things."
I finish off eating the chip before narrowing my eyes at him- my best attempt at hiding the smile that's so close to breaking loose of its ties.
I shrug, "Not sure what you're talking about." I then take a long swig of my water in order to avoid answering any further questions.
Brad grins. "You two were going for it before filming, don't give me that bullshit."
Okay, 'going for it' is a slight exaggeration, we haven't even seen one another since his confession in my dressing room. Plus, nobody else was there.
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