Lights. Camera. Action.

Chapter Twenty

I woke up around noon where room service must have been called. I looked at the date. It was Thursday. Tomorrow will be the last day to make up with Cheyanne and Dean.

I have to do it quick.

I ate my lunch, i havent eaten in so long, and then raced downt he hall to Dean's room. Dean's casted brother answered the door.

"Is Dean here?"

"No--"

"Haven?"

I whirled around to see Dean. I instantly hugged him tightly. "I am so sorry for everything i said and accused you of doing. I am so so so sorry."

Dean looked down on me and kissed me softly. Our soft kiss turned into something more, and soon Dean's buddie was sent out of the room so we could "Talk."

Dean locked the door, then helped me pull of my shirt. I kissed him hard as i undid my bra. He groaned then set me down on the bed. He laid on top of me and kissed me slowly.

"I have never been this happy in my life." Dean says to me.

I laugh but dont let go of his lips.

I hear someone clear their throat,and we bounce apart.

I instantly reach for my shirt and pull it on before looking to see who it was. Then i realized.

It was Roxanne.

"What are you doing here?" i asked her, pissed off and angrily.

"The question is: What are YOU doing here? Have we not told you we do not want any behind the scenes romances?"

I looked from Roxanne to Dean. "And if i quit?"

"What?" Dean and Roxanne say at the same time.

Roxanne raced over to me. "You will do nothing of the sort!"

I wanted to yell, "I quit!" So bad right now because all i wanted was Dean and i dont like it when i'm bossed around. But i didnt because this job is the only thing between living the good life, and being homeless.

Roxanne grabbed my arm, and dragged me out of Dean's room. I stared at him with a look of sorrow and longing, but nothing was stopping Roxanne once she'd began.

I sighed. I should have known i couldnt have gotton away with it...

"I'm so sorry. Cheyanne." i say to her. "I wasnt your fault you went to the movies without me."

I hugged her and she hugged me back.

"You shouldnt have apologized."

"No, screw that. I wasnt going to make you apologize for my bad doing." i say.

Cheyanne shook her head. "No. I mean, now that we're friends again it's going to be harder to be separated from eachother."

As soon as she said it, though, i knew she was right. And it was going to be absolute torture to go on without Dean for six entire months.

I will be alone. Danielle would be gone half the time at Stanford, and i dont have many friends.