Broken Star // Chandler Riggs Fanfiction

Chapter 19

I headed back to my trailer. Norman immediately rushed over to me.

"Damnit Ashley, we were so worried about you!" He engulfed me in a hug.

"I just went to visit Wes," I smiled innocently.

"Why don't you come with Chandler, Hana, and I to dinner?" He suggested.

"I'll pass, I had food at Wes's," I smiled.

"Alright kiddo, Chandler wanted to talk to you, then the three of us are going to dinner," Norman said. I didn't wait around for Chandler to talk to me. Instead I went over to my trailer, locking the door. Shortly after, when I was nestled on the couch, I heard the doorknob jiggle, then a knock.

"Ashley open the door, I need to talk to you!" Chandler's stressed voice seeped through the door.

I stayed quiet, and instead played music on my phone at full blast.

"Ashley! I can hear you blasting Paramore, just please!" Chandler started pounding on the door. He didn't stop, so finally I paused my music, and swung my door open.

"I'm sorry," he gasped.

"Cool," I said, I started to close the door, but Chandler pushed it open.

"I love you, I left Hana for you, I would never go back to Hana, I haven't felt about anyone the way I feel about you," he held my hands in his. His blue eyes were pleading for me to forgive him.

"You suck Riggs," I sighed sarcastically.

His face broke into a grin, and he engulfed me in a hug. He pressed his lips against mine, and I quickly closed the door, so we wouldn't be interrupted. Our bodies were so close, I could feel his body indented into mine.

His hands roamed my body, and my fingers traced over his body. Chandler fell back onto the couch, and I fell on top of him, our lips never parting. I felt my hands reach under his shirt, as I gently rubbed his chest. His hands cautiously were at my waist, and he lowered them to my butt.

I turned back on my music, to drown out our noises. Face down by red jumpsuit apparatus blasted, and I grinded my hips into Chandler, as his hands moved slowly, up my shirt cupping my breasts.

I heard a gasp, and Chandler turned around, I quickly sat up, and he stood up. Hana stood there. Her eyes were wide, and she just stood there.

"Chandler? Aren't you coming to dinner?" Hana squeaked.

"Tell Norman I'll pass," Chandler smirked, snaking his arm around my waist. I quickly turned down my music, as Hana angrily stomped away.

"It's just you and me now," Chandler whispered. I smirked, and we cuddled close, either of us pecking the other with an occasional kiss.

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I blinked away the bright sunlight. Chandlers arms were still around me. We must've fallen asleep together. We had talked until very late.

"What day is today?" I muttered stretching out on the couch.

"Monday," Chandler grumbled.

"Monday?" I sat straight up.

"Crap, we have to get to set to film," Chandler sat up just as quickly as I had. We quickly rushed to get ready, and headed over to the set.

"Finally, there you guys are," Norman quickly took me to my dressing room. A couple men and women swarmed around me and rushed to get my characters look on.

"You're done sweetie, be quiet heading out, they've already started filming," one of the ladies smiled and nudged me.

"Thank you," I headed outside. The cameras were focused on Norman and Andy. I saw Chandler standing by himself, watching them film.

I hugged Chandler from behind and he chuckled. We shared a quick kiss.

"Let's get started," smirked Chandler, in a hushed whisper.

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This chapter was awfully short but I have some sad-ish news. I'm going to be putting this story on hold. I haven't been getting any inspiration for this story. I'll probably update once a month but no promises, I just really love feeling excited to write my stories, and I don't feel as excited anymore to write this story. Don't worry I will not delete this story, it's just on hold until I know how to continue the plot. Right now I've been writing a lot of my GoT fanfiction. No real date as to when it will be published, but I'm thinking I'll write quite a lot before publishing. My GoT fanfiction is also has longer chapters, and way more time out into the writing. Thanks so much, and thanks for your patience.

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-punktwd