Love Interest (A Chandler Riggs FanFiction)

Practice With Me (2)

Layla's POV: 

I hear my phone ring from beside me. I quickly open my eyes and answer it. 

"Hello?" 

"Mrs. Reed?" 

"Yes?"

"We are happy to inform you that your audition was fantastic. And you got the role as Carl's love interest. You need to come today around lunch time, and practice lines with Chandler. Please?" I heard Gale's sweet voice. 

I felt tears, dripping from my eyes. 

"Yes Ma'am. I'll be there around 12." I said, hanging up. I jumped in the air and squeeled. Shelby ran downstairs and yelled: 

"WHO DIED?!" 

"NOBODY. BUT I GOT THE PART!!" I yelled hugging her. She smiled. 

"So, You and Chandler, gunna get a little cozy?" She asked, nudging my shoulder a little bit. 

I heard my mom come out of her room. 

"What's with all the squeelin?" She asked, ruffling her hair. 

"I got the part of Carl's love interest in The Walking Dead!" My mom smiled and hugged me. 

"My baby girl's growing up." Considering, I'm only 15... I'm not really grown up. 

"But, I have to go practice lines with Chandler today at lunchtime." I said, looking at the clock. 11:32. Holy Shit. 

I ran upstairs and took a quick shower. I put on a pair of Hollister shorts, and a Walking Dead tight T-shirt. I fitted my red, low-top converse on my feet. And put my phone in my back pocket. 

I walk into the bathroom and curl my blonde hair and apply some light makeup, blending it with my pale skin color. 

11:43. Time to get on my way. 

***

"Hey, I'm..." 

"Andrew Lincoln." I smiled, fangirling in my head. 

"Why yes. That's me. If you're looking for Chandler, that's his trailor over there love." He said, pointing to the big trailor that had a picture of Carl on the side. Typical. 

I walk over and knock on the door. 

"Come in..." His husky voice said, I open the door and climb inside. 

"Oh. Hey, they told me you got the part." He smiled, his gorgeous blue eyes sparkling. I admit, he did have sexy eyes. 

"Yeah. I freaked this morning." I said, with a little embarassment. 

"I bet," He said, laughing. I looked down and notice that he didn't have a shirt on. There was an awkward silence. I couldn't stop looking at his chest. 

"Right, so, we should practice lines." I said, holding out my script. He smiled and nodded. 

I began reading: 

"Carl, Please, you're my only hope." 

"Moone, there's nothing I can do." He said, *CARL RUBS BACK OF NECK* 

*MOONE WRAPS ARMS AROUND CARL'S NECK*

"Protect me." I whispered. 

*CARL WRAPS HANDS AROUND WAIST.*

"I can't. I'm not strong enough." He said back. 

"Try." *MOONE PULLS AWAY AND LEANS IN FOR A KISS.* 

I heard a knock at the door. I pulled away fast, and blinked a few times realizing what just happened. 

Chandler opened the door and stuck his head out, I watched his adam's apple bob around as his boyish yet manly voice talked. He pulled back in and shut the door. 

"Evelyn wants to do your makeup... She's the trailor 2 down. I'll meet you down there in an hour. That's enough time for me to get into costume." He said, hugging me before I walked to Evelyn's trailor.