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When I found out I was working with Colin Morgan, I couldn't compose myself for days. Now I was finally with him, it felt like a dream. None of it felt real - surely it wasn't.
But after pinching myself multiple times before our scene I was convinced. This was real.
"You're up," the casting director smiled.
I took a deep breath and stepped on set before immediately spotting Colin who was walking towards me, a hand outstretched.
"Hi, Colin," he grinned as we shook hands.
"I know your name..." I muttered before realising I had said that out loud. I felt my cheeks flush as Colin began laughing. He squeezed my arm while shaking his head and walked over to the script guy.
* * *
"There's nothing to be scared of," Colin spoke his line with such sensitivity in nothing more than a whisper.
I gazed into his eyes and realised, this was the moment. He leaned in, closing his eyes as his lips met mine. I felt the butterflies in my stomach and could hear the fireworks going off around me.
But before I knew it, it was over and the director was yelling cut. I felt the sadness flood in as soon as it ended, despite the pure joy I felt a second earlier.
Colin stared at me, his lips still slightly parted. I couldn't tell what he was thinking but I wasn't sure I wanted to either. Since, there were many possibilities as to what could be going through his head - 'oh my God, what an awful kisser' or 'what the hell was that'.
I just tried my best to smile before I stood up quickly and rushed away. I knew I had to do more scenes later with him but I would keep it purely professional.
For the following scenes I didn't speak to him in between, just acted with him and spoke lines. He kept staring at me though, it was difficult not to catch his eye. I felt like an idiot, like he was judging me all the time just for being a bad kisser.
We finally got to our last shoot of the day which would be mine and Colin's last scene together.
"I will repay you," I whispered, "I promise."
I let my head fall back as he held me tighter. "Freya?" I closed my eyes.
We had both had very little direction on this part. We knew what we were doing for the dialogue but then the director had just said "then Freya dies and Merlin is heartbroken." So I didn't know what to expect from Colin.
I felt his hand resting on my cheek and his thumb caressed it lightly. That was when I heard the first sob escape Colin's lips. I had to try my best not to cry myself whilst he held my 'lifeless' body against his and squeezed it tightly as if he was never going to let go.
"Cut!" The director commanded. "That was great - we need Freya's boat scene and then we're done."
Colin let go of me and stood up. Holding out a hand to me like when we first met but this time to help me up. I took it wilfully and brushed myself off then turned and walked away to save the awkwardness.
* * *
After pushing my boat out on to the lake, I lay still, waiting for the director's word. I was waiting for longer than I had expected but finally he did yell and I sat up, the boat rocking a little at my movement.
Looking out at the crew, I realised how far away from them I was. Right in the middle of the lake and still floating further away, I called out to them.
"Don't panic! We'll get a swimmer or something." One of the crew shouted through a megaphone.
I rolled my eyes and thought - 'how did they not think about the fact they would have to retrieve the boat?'
Looking over, I saw Colin take off his shoes and wade into the water. He swam towards me and when he finally made it he held onto the side of the boat and looked at me.
"Hello," he grinned, dripping wet from the lake.
"Hi..." I raised an eyebrow.
A leg appeared over the side of the boat as Colin tried to come aboard the boat. The canoe rocked about violently and I yelped.
"What the hell are you doing?" I shouted, holding the sides of the boat in attempt to steady it.
"Getting in," he laughed.
"No! You're gonna capsize us!"
"No, I'm not!" Colin said just as the boat flipped over and I was sent flying into the freezing water, screaming. "Oops!"
"Jeez, it's freezing!" I treaded water, shivering from the cold.
"Sorry," Colin smirked, "I didn't mean to tip it over."
"It's fine." I gritted my teeth. He obviously did mean to do it - it only made sense. He'd been staring at me all day after that stupid kiss, it was clear he didn't like me. "We'd better be getting back."
I began to swim away but I felt his hand wrap around my arm and pull me back. "Wait."
"What's the matter?" I questioned.
He paused. "Why don't you like me?"
His eyes stayed fixed on mine, I saw a sadness in them I hadn't seen before. Genuine sadness.
"What?" I didn't know what to say.
His hand was no longer holding my arm, we were both treading water facing each other as he slowly breathed in. "Ever since that kiss, you've been...weird around me."
I looked at him puzzled, "no, you're the one who has been weird!"
"How?" He was getting impatient.
"You've been staring at me all day. Now, I get that the kiss wasn't good for you but that doesn't mean-" but Colin cut me off before I could finish.
"The kiss wasn't good for me?" He furrowed his brows in confusion.
"Yeah, just because it wasn't it doesn't mean you can judge me for being a bad kisser. That's not fair. Just because you're a great kisser and I'm awful it doesn't mean you can do that!" I raised my voice to put emphasis on my point.
He just stared at me in amazement. Suddenly, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards him, still kicking his feet to keep us afloat. He pushed his lips against mine and I flinched, not expecting him to make a move like that, but quickly I got into it. Grabbing at his dark, damp hair, the kiss became more rough and intimate.
Colin pulled away and I found it hard to let go of his lips but I did. His blue eyes shone in the light and he smiled the biggest grin I'd ever seen.
"A great kisser, huh?" He chuckled.
"You are..." I whispered, taken aback.
"And so are you."
"Really?" I leant back, my arms still wrapped around his neck.
"Why do you think I've been staring at you all day?" He smiled.
"You're joking!" My eyes widened in shock and he just laughed at me.
His forehead leant against mine and we grinned at each other.
"You're so cute." He stated and kissed me again.
A/N: Please comment your thoughts on my first one shot!
