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Loose Threads

Pulling the loose threads at the end of your top out further you bluntly snapped it, leaving the curled black cotton around your finger. Sighing, you leant back into the uncomfortable wooden chair, interviews, who really enjoyed them anyway?

For the past two weeks you'd been doing press for your latest movie, it was one of your biggest roles to date along with well renowned stars that you got lucky enough to work with Day in day out. Today was the first of many interviews to do in LA and jet lag was settling into your system much to your dismay but as always you had to perceiver, put your brightest and loved smile on and bare through this hour.

Shifting again as microphones were attached to your top along with your co star whilst you waited for the interviewer to come in and begin. "Someone can't relax today." Caspar joked as the sound technician adjusted his mic one last time before giving the others a thumbs up.

"Well it is 7:55 in the morning, back home I would be getting into bed." You couldn't help but fantasise of the king sized bed with the softest fabric that felt like sleeping on a giant cloud surrounded by warmth. Caspar clicked in front of your face bringing you back to this less than favoured reality as the interviewer introduced herself.

"Hi Caspar, Y/N big fan of the film. Big fan. Saw it last night and I have to say that your performances were some of your best." She gave the usual generic compliments that you both accepted, gratefully as you were taught. They don't call you actors for nothing.

She began by asking the usual questions, how you both got on with the sets, learning lines, action scenes and romantic aspects. The same questions you had been answering for the past fortnight so there wasn't anything new or original involved, that's just how it is. "Yeah I think I speak for both of us but there was a lot of chemistry between characters and we really connected on a friend level, like we just got on from the start." Caspar spoke up about the usual rumours on you two becoming a new power couple but that was the least of your concerns. 

"I think when we first starting filming we were going on from early hours of the morning to like what was it 4am some days?" Caspar nodded in agreement and you continued. "So there was this need to get on as we spent a lot of time together. As a cast we bonded overall." Smiling to yourself the memories of late nights on set came to mind as you all powered through the tiredness knowing you had each other. 

Adjusting yourself in the seat you wished that heels weren't the footwear you opted for earlier, thinking back to those comfy slippers but unfortunately they would've been in the shot so heels was the other option. "So Y/n we have to ask about you and Michael." You could feel your heart tighten in your chest at the sound of his name and yours in the same sentence. 

Slowly you could feel the rips and tears grow through your chest, everything falling apart all over again. The interviewer saw the unsettling look that you wore and glanced to Caspar for some help, her eyes going wide as she flipped through her cards. A long silence lingered and you could hear mutters in your ear piece. "Just answer the bloody question, the longer you leave it the more of a fuss the press will make." Your manager muttered into your ear leaving you with no other choice. 

"Me and Michael isn't something to be concerned over, we are no longer together." You held back the trembles in your voice, in the past few weeks no one has had the nerve to ask about Michael and you were grateful despite preparing for the worst of it. Yet, the second someone does it sends you into a state of panic, one that isn't easy to suppress. 

Caspar placed his hand on top of yours and squeezed it lightly, "I, erm don't think that's something we should talk about. After all we are here to talk about the movie." He stated and the interviewer continued, briefly apologising and went on as if it had never occurred.