Emmandrew? or Andremma? ( A Stonefield Fanfic )

Chapter 6

*Andrew's POV

Emma came late to the set today and it seems that no one cared. This worries me because it's either they don't like her and don't care about her or maybe because she is liked by everyone that no one cares on why she's late.

I stood next to the snack table looking at all the donuts that i could eat. I picked up a glazed donut but another hand took the same donut. It was Emma.

"Isn't it that a little sweet for breakfast?", she kidded.

"I should ask the same question to you too, here, you should have it." I took a napkin and wrapped it on the donut and gave it to her. She smiled at me and walked away.

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I was a bit disappointed today during filming because I barely had any scenes with Emma. I couldn't stop thinking about her and how she smiled. I went into my dressing room and layed on the couch. I looked at the the clock across the room and realised that it was already seven o'clock. I closed my eyes for a second and thought about Emma. My heart was beating, my hands got sweaty and clammy, and i had this feeling of warmth. This feeling is what I feel when I'm also with her. I like this feeling. It makes me feel alive. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock again. It was seven thirty. I can think about her for thirty minutes without realising that time is passing by as fast as I can blink. This is a feeling that is new to me and it's a feeling that I don't want to share with anyone else except her. I got up and went to the mirror and took off the make up that they put on me. I looked at the door through the mirror and hoped that Emma would come knocking and ask me to go out somewhere like a few nights ago. I sat back down on the couch and waited. After five minutes I gave up. I got up, opened the door and turned the lights off.

I headed off into the parking lot and approached my car. I got in and tried to turn it on. I kept trying but it wouldn't start. I tried it for the last time and it still wouldn't start. Suddenly I heard a knock on the window.

"Do you need help or something?" a muffled voice asked. I looked over and there she was. I opened the car door and got out.

"Do you know how to jump start a car?" I asked.

"No but I have the cables. Do you?"

This is embarrassing. "No".

"Do you need a ride home or something?"

I thought about it for a second. Then I made up my mind and replied, "yeah, sure."

We walked to her car, the car in where I kissed her. My hands began to get sweaty, my heart was pounding, I couldn't stop this feeling that I have. She unlocked the car door and we got in. "So, where do you live?" She asked as she jammed the key into the keyhole. I told her where I lived and she puts it in her GPS. She started the car and started to drive out of the parking lot. For about five minutes, we don't talk. It was just silence. She decides to put some music on. She asked me to open the glove box and take out a cd and put it in the CD player. I opened it and there were a few CDs there. I asked her which one she wanted and she told me that it's my choice. I looked through all the caseless CDs and found a Beatles cd. I'm a huge Beatles fan, not only because they are British or because they are one of the greatest bands to ever live but because I liked the way their music sounded. I slid it into the player and press played.

"You have a great taste in music" she pointed out.

"You too. It's your cd right."

She laughed the laugh that makes me fall more in love with her. It's one of those laughs where it's kinda raspy yet silent and full of happiness. She looked at me and I looked at her. We had eye contact for a few seconds but she had to turn her head straight into the road in front of us. Her beautiful green eyes softly staring into mine while the Beatles played in the background, was bliss. I turned my head to my side of the window and just looked at city lights and the illuminated buildings.