The Arrogant Player

Part 5

The next morning you woke up to an alert on your phone. It said you had to go in today at 10 to receive your script. You would have a day to look over it and review it and tomorrow would begin rehearsals. Wow, that was fast, you thought as you checked the time. It was 6.

You had a little more time to sleep. You got out of bed at 7:45, got ready, grabbed coffee and your things and was on the way out by 8:30. LA traffic was horrible so you knew it would take longer than an hour to get there.

You arrived at 9:58 and got into the room.

There weren't many cast members in the room- none that you knew. Then you saw Sebastian. The last time you had seen him, it hadn't gone well. Your heart began to speed up at the sight of him- he looked exhausted but it was honestly a very hot look on him.

His hair was tousled and you wanted to run your fingers through it- did you really just think that??

You shoved down your thoughts, trying not to think about the way his arm muscles bulged in the shirt he was wearing...

and quickly turned away from Sebastian .

Suddenly, there was a tap on your back and you turned around, annoyed, "Seriously Sebas--"

you were cut off when you realized it was Chris. "-oh. hi," you finished.

"I take it last night didn't go well?" he asked.

"That's an understatement," you replied.

"Sorry i couldn't make it," he said, his blue eyes meeting yours.

"It's fine..."

"EVERYONE PLEASE COME GET YOUR SCRIPT!" shouted the director and you reluctantly went over and grabbed it.

You, unfortunately, got there right as Sebastian did, and he looked over at you, "I see you survived."

"Yep," you replied snootily, walking away from him as quickly as possible.

And of course, he followed you.

"(y/n)?" he asked, and you turned around because his tone sounded serious.

"That outfit looks good on you," he said, licking his lips, with a wink, and then turned and walked away.

You were speechless as you peered down at your skinny high waisted ripped jeans with your black shirt that had holes in the shoulders so that they were showing.

Okay, Sebastian...? your brain thought as your cheeks flushed.

"OKAY SO THATS ALL YOU GUYS HAVE TO HE HERE FOR TODAY. BE READY TO BEGIN REHEARSALS TOMORROW." you rolled your eyes, annoyed by this whole system.

Why had you driven so long just to come here for hardly any time at all, and now you had to
drive all the way back. They could've sent you the script some other way...

Whatever.

Life was life.

You turned and began leaving when a voice called your name. You turned around and Chris hustled to catch up to you.

"(y/n)...you wanna go out to brunch or lunch or something? i feel bad about yesterday..." he asked, he looked a bit flustered.

"oh...uh...sure!" you replied with a smile, "but we both drove separately so that may be a problem..."

"i think it would be fine if i left my car here overnight...i can catch a ride with you if that's alright?" he suggested.

"How would you get here tomorrow, then? We could always meet at a restaurant..." you suggested.

"No, no, it's okay. I'll take a taxi tomorrow," he said, and you nodded.

You were about to continue talking when Sebastian walked over, patting Chris on the back, "aw are you two planning a lovers outing?"

"he's making up for yesterday," you replied with bitterness towards Sebastian.

He raised his eyebrows, walking closer to you until he was standing right in front of you and you were staring up at him. You didn't know why but your heart had picked up pace as his face stood several inches from yours.

You could smell his cologne- why did it smell so good?!

You breathed it in- it was intoxicating...

He broke eye contact and took a long look at your lips before looking back into your eyes and saying, "It's not my fault you're jealous."

You raised your eyebrows.

"But who's jealous now?" you were surprised at the quickness of your comeback, and you could see his eyes widen a little as he didn't expect you to reply.

You gave him a snooty smile before he turned and walked away.

You awkwardly turned to Chris, "Shall we go, then?"

"Of course."

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