*Gina's POV*
I walk into Ross's dressing room.
"Hey babe," Ross says, looking at me while the lady looks through clothes for him to wear.
"Hey," I sit on the couch.
"What's wrong?" Ross asks, looking a bit concerned.
"Nothing," I say with a flat tone. I pull out my phone and go on twitter.
"Can you give us five minutes?" I hear Ross ask. Then I hear the door opening and closing. "Gina. What's up?" I feel him sit next to me.
"Ross. It's nothing," I look through my twitter feed to see nothing new.
"Gina," he slaps my phone away from my hands. "Tell me. Now."
"Oh my god! What don't you understand! I don't want to talk about it!" I shout at him.
"Why can't you tell me? I'm trying to be nice here!" He yells in return.
"Nice? This is not nice. But if you really want to know, I will tell you! You're friend Laura was telling me to stay away from you! She kept saying that I was going to ruin your career!" I throw my hands up in anger. "And I don't want to ruin your career, so I don't know what to do."
Ross studies my face. He slows his breathing and lowers his voice. "You're not going to ruin my career. Trust me," he moves a piece of hair to behind my ear.
I gulp and wrap my arms around Ross. "Sorry about that. I kind of just broke down there," I sigh against his chest.
"Don't be afraid to cry around me," he strokes my hair.
I nod my head against his chest and say, "Well I think you should get ready."
"Yeah. I should," I feel him pull away. "You can come in. Sorry about that," Ross says, inviting the lady back in.
She goes back to picking out clothes. "I think this should be good Mr. Lynch."
She holds up a black button up and black pants. She also picks out a white undershirt and black shoes.
"Put this on," she hands everything to him as he walks to the little room in the corner.
He comes out after about two minutes and the lady fixes everything. She also does his hair and makeup which takes about forty-five minutes.
"Okay," Ross says standing up. "I think you should stay here," he instructs me.
"But I want to come," I whine.
"Sorry babe. Just stay," he walks over to me and pecks me on the lips.
"Fine. But what scene are you doing? You look like a vampire," I say, referring to the white makeup all over his face.
"Um I have to go," he mumbles in a rush.
I raise an eyebrow at his peculiar behavior. "Okay..."
He quickly gets up and leaves. I lean over and grab my phone that is lying on the floor. He must have been pretty angry to slap my phone.
I relax on the couch and go back on twitter. I go to Ross's account and the last thing he tweeted was,
There's a new girl in my life now😝
All of the comments were just girls freaking out. There were some inappropriate comments and then a random one that said,
ROSS! DID YOU HAVE A BABY?!
I giggle slightly to myself. I then look up and see Ross's script lying on the table. I sigh and stand up to grab it. He had it last time. He might need it this time.
I stand up, putting my phone in my pocket, and grab his script. I then walk out of his dressing room. Using my memory, I walk to the set.
"And action!" The director yells.
"I did it. I conquered my stage fright," Laura smiles at Ross.
"I always knew you could do it," Ross stares into her eyes.
Wow. His acting is just...wow.
"I feel like I can do anything," Laura looks up at him.
"I know I can do anything. As long as I'm with you," Ross's half smile drops into a serious face.
Then I see the both of them lean in. Finally, their lips meet.
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A/N
Thanks for so many reads guys! It's amazing!
I might possibly start updating less. I don't know. Like a lot of things have been going on in my life. For example, my feelings were just toyed with. Fun.
Well, hopefully you liked this! :D
