BONNIE AND CLYDE
CHAPTER ELEVEN
❝I KNOW, I KNOW THAT EVEN IF YOU PRETEND I CAN SEE THROUGH IT, BONNIE AND CLYDE, BONNIE AND CLYDE ONE NIGHT. WHO CARES, WHO CARES, WHO.❞♔ ♔ ♔
She was tired, dehydrated, and highly aggravated. Waiting in the airport was usually something Rosé didn't mind, especially if she was with her brother. But she was tired from the early wake up call.
The production team, film crew, and the cast had their own private plane and Rosé can't deny that she was excited. No economy seats, no crying babies, and the possibility of free wifi. She wasn't the type who needed internet or else she'll get bored, but she definitely needed to work on updates, especially with the amount she had replaced.
The younger twin was getting a headache at the thought of the amount of coloring, shading, shadowing, and editing she had to do. But then again she forced this upon herself. It's may seem sad that Rosé dedicated her life to her book, but she loves the feedback and her work laid out in front of her.
"Wanna tell me why you're avoiding me?" Rosé jumped at Tom's voice and nearly stumbled onto her bottom. She clutched her chest as she tried to calm her racing heart. Fucking heart only reacted like this because it's fucking Tom Holland, and because he scared the living jeebies out of her.
The actor smiled amusedly at her reaction before he leaned against the wall in front of her. "Yup you're definitely avoiding me," he concluded as he threw his hood off his head. Tom jokingly pouted as he batted his eyelashes before swaying back and forth. "Rosie Girl, are you mad at me?"
Rosé rolled her eyes before taking off her own hood. Her dyed hair messy and sticking out in every direction. Her face was bare from makeup but she could honestly care less. She isn't a celebrity nor did she think she needed makeup to look nice. Hell, she was dressed in a sweater with day old coffee stains and sweats that were Noah's, hence the rolled up pant legs.
"I'm not avoiding you," Wrong, she most definitely is, seeing as she spent the last few days in Atlanta with Noah or Chris or Robert. And whilst the idea may seem exciting she spent time with Noah by fighting over which Korean drama to watch. As for the two actors she spent time with them by talking smack about the girls who used to make fun of her back home. "I'm tired with this whole internship and schoolwork on top of that."
"How's online schooling?" He's trying and Rosé could tell. Tom knew that something was wrong and she could tell that he was desperately trying to fix something that was unspoken. And oh how it broke her heart to see him act so desperate.
She nodded her head slowly as she averted her gaze. She looked at anywhere but Tom. Rosé tapped her fingers along the handle of her bright, pink suitcase. "It's good, really good."
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Fanfiction❝I NEED TO STOP WISHING THAT YOU'LL LOVE ME BACK, BECAUSE THERE'S A REASON WHY YOU DON'T LOVE ME ALREADY. AND I GUESS THAT REASON WILL ALWAYS BE HERE.❞ Rosé was irrevocably head over heels for her best friend, Tom Holland. The only problem? He...