"You're really pretty" Dylan says.
I look up at him. He seems surprised by his own words. I smile a little.
"What?" I say and keep looking at him a little confused, but also amused by his face expression.
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When shooting Teen Wolf is...
I wake up with a awful feeling in my stomach. I look to my right to see if I was just dreaming the whole break up thing with Dylan. But no one's was lying next to me in my bed. Which made the dream reality.
Well, with this awful feeling I have, it feels more like a nightmare.
I can't believe it's already been a week without him.
"FIEVEL!?" I yell for my dog and turn around in my bed.
After something like 30 seconds Fievel comes running through the door and makes a jump for it up on my bed and then licks my face up and down.
I giggle and pet her. She lies down.
It's weird how your pet can make you just a tiny bit better for a couple of minutes by just being there, in your presence. Fievel has always been a safe place for me.
Especially at days I felt lonely or days when I felt bad about myself, she was always there to love me, no matter what I did.
That's the good thing about dogs isn't it? They don't judge you, they just love you, unconditionally.
We don't deserve dogs. I don't deserve Fievel, I think to myself as I stroke her furry back and she looks at me with the most adorable innocent sweet puppy eyes.
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And that's it, my 5 minutes are up. Back to reality, back to ice cream eating, TV-show watching and boxes of tissues.
I lean my head back for a moment on my soft pillow and stare at the ceiling, I can hear Fievel making a whiny noise for leaving her attention and a tear runs down my cheek.
The silence breaks as my phone starts vibrating on my bed-side table and I reach for it to pick it up. It's my manager, Leah. I take the call.
"Yes?" I say after hitting the green button.
"You did it." Leah says in the other side of the phone.
"Huh?" I say, confused.
"You got the role." She says, really excited.
"What? Really...? I mean... Which one, though?" I say excited, but also very curious.
"For the role of Bridget Cleary, in the new TV-series Lore!" Leah exclaims.
I can't help myself smiling from ear to ear. I got the part! Holy shit. That's one of the roles I audition for that I actually really wanted.
"NO WAY!" I yell.
"Ahhh, careful... I'm gonna go deaf." She laughs.
"Sorry, L. I'm just so happy, I can't believe it." I say.
"Congratulations honey. You have to celebrate!" She insists.
"Yes, uh. Yeah! Maybe here, in my bar?" I suggest.
