Holland invited me , Shelley and Dylan to her house. When we got there, she let us inside to her contemporary looking villa. It had a blue lit pool out the back with glass sliding doors to get out to the back. She let us come inside and we sat on the couch. We watched a movie, The Notebook, because Shelley and Holland practically demanded us to.
"How about we play would you rather?" Dylan exclaims at the end of the movie. Shelley and Holland look at each other before nodding. "Whatever you choose you have to do."
"Risky." I smirk. "But I'm in." I feel like this will be very interesting.
"Shelley, would you rather make out with the dog, Coco, or strip down naked right here?" Dylan fine well knew the answer to that the minute he asked it.
"Are you hoping she'll get naked?" Holland laughs and Dylan chuckles along with her.
"Pass me the dog." Shelley sighs and reaches for Coco, he tries to scramble away but can't get loose from her grasp.
We all watch as she reluctantly presses her lips to the dogs as it starts licking her lips.
"That's it, get some girl." Holland giggles and happily shifts over to sit on Dylan's lap. Shelley parts lips with the dog and puts it down, then urgently wipes her mouth with her sleeve.
"Tyler, would you rather call Bella and tell her you still love her and want her back or call your dad and tell him you got Shelley pregnant?" Holland asks me. I don't even have to think about it. I quickly dial my dad's number.
Tyler?
Hey Dad.
Why are you calling me at midnight?
I needed to tell you something.
What is it?
I- Shelley's pregnant.
That's great!
It is?
I know you always spoke about having a life with her-
Okay Dad gotta go. Bye.
I quickly hang up the phone and embarrassingly look at my feet. Shelley gently touches my arm and moves so that she's sitting in between my legs and wraps my arms around her.
After a few more rounds of would you rather, me and Shelley head back to mine where we watch the whole season of Stranger Things over again for the eighth time. Shelley loves it. To be honest... I find it a little creepy and ended up hugging her the whole time.
Half way through the last episode Shelley fell asleep on me. Her hand slide from my torso and up to my chest. The rise and fall of her breathing was somewhat relaxing, it actually helped me fall asleep too.
I woke up at 7am, realising that it was my phone ringing that woke me up. It did t wake Shelley up though. No, she's knocked out cold. I stretch over to the table and pick my phone up. It's Gavin. Still sitting on the couch with Shelley sleeping on me, I answer the phone.
Tyler! We need you and Shelley on set today! We also found your third potential love interest.
What time do we need to be there?
8am sharp.
I'll wake Shell up then we'll head over.
I hang up and gently wake her up. Her eyes flutter open as she stretches across my lap.
"What time is it?" She asks me wearily.
"It's 7, we need to be on set in an hour." She nods and tells me that she's just going to go get ready.
We get to Set C and go through the doors with our coffees. Me and Shelley had been filming some of Cliffside already, but we hadn't met the third love interest yet because she wasn't needed until now.
I'm needed in a scene before I meet the other member of the cast. I quickly get changed into a pair of black jeans, a black tank top and a grey beanie.
I walk over to Dave (Franco) who's standing propped against his red pickup truck.
"What did you want to talk about?" He asks chewing his gum and putting in his southern accent.
"Taylor, I don't think this guy is killing people." I tell him once I've reached him. He looks at me, completely baffled at my insinuation.
"What the hell else would he be doing? Giving them pie?" He scoffs.
"Man be serious for a second! I saw something being injected into the woman, why would he inject someone if he was just killing them when he could've stabbed them with the knife he had sitting on his belt?" Dave nods at this.
"You have a point. What else could be going on?" He asks me, clearly thinking to himself.
"Maybe... maybe they could be bait."
That's the end of filming today, which I'm glad about. I had to film that scene at least 26 times just so Dave could get his accent completely right.
Gavin calls me over to the other room.
"Here's your third girl!" He raises his voice like an excited little kid.
I recognise that bleached hair. Bella.
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