〤still you | levi ackerman

four | edited

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Skimming over your Twitter feed was rough. Over the last few days, we shot scenes for the trailer and they received hype. Except some of the hype was pointed to Levi and the hate or criticism was pushed your way.

amberisnotheard
i somehow wanted someone more known to be shot with levi. not that y/n isn't good, but she doesn't seem as experienced as the others.

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> welovelevi
RIGHT? that's what i thought. but i mean, money can get you anywhere nowadays

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> hanjislefttoe
dude, i was hoping for petra to get the role UGHHHH we stans never get what we want

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> n/nscultist
maybe because of the way you act.
*liked by you*

It was funny. All the hate you got never brought you down as much. It was either they were jealous or just stupid in general. They made it seem like they could choose for their celebrity crushes. You laughed a lot whenever you saw people typing large paragraphs to each other to "roast" each other. It was a good source of entertainment when you weren't on set.

"What're you laughing at?" your manager spoke behind you which caused you to almost jump out of your seat.

"Walls, Annie! You can't sneak up on me like that," you breathe out placing a hand over your heaving chest.

She waved you off and peeked over your shoulder. She noticed that you were on your Twitter feed after the first couple of days shooting. It was a hasty shoot since the director decided to send a trailer out to get people anticipating. And yes, people were indeed anticipating either your downfall or your great success by the trailer. It was up to you to make them like you.

"Laughing at haters I see? That's good. At least you don't let their meaningless words get to you. It's useless when they say things that are unnecessary," Annie hummed and placed her hand on your shoulder.

"Thanks, most of them are stupid anyways, (sorry to my twtstans! i don't mean any of this!)" you snickered and shut off your phone.

A yawn leaves your lips and you check your manager who was reading off the list of agendas for today. You needed to go to a photoshoot for the promotional content. It was a one time photoshoot, and of course there were breaks when needed.

"For today?" you ask as you start to get up from your seat.

"Yup, you're going to be there by nine and then leave by eleven at night. Any issues?" she asked before clicking her pen in case she needed to write notes down.

"Not that I have any. Do you have any?" you walk to the hall that was exiting the agency building while she continued to follow along.

"Shouldn't have a say in this. If you don't have any then I don't have any as well," she responded with a soft smile and tucking away the pen she was about to use.

"Great. I'll go home and get ready. You're picking me up?" you stop in the middle of the doorway, just about to walk out.

"That's the thing..." she stiffened and placed a hand on the back of her neck, "I'm driving myself. The photo team is going to pick you and Levi up."

What. Did. She. Just. Say? You stand frozen, holding a blank gaze and darkened eyes towards Annie. You would have to be picked up by the photography crew and sit with your co-star. The guy of your literal dreams. How exactly were you supposed to deal with this type of situation?

"You're lying. Annie, you have to stop joking— you're not joking, okay. Uhm, thank you for that very much needed information. It's not like you could've told me beforehand," you sarcastically smile as she pats you on the back.

"You'll be fine. Just know I'll be at the shoot either way. If you need someone to talk to when things get awkward, text me," she smiled and backed away as she gave you a slight push out the doors.

You nod and make your way out of the agency. A part of you wanted to completely back out now, but that would mess up the plan with the photo crew so might as well just deal with it. And you get to see your celeb crush who you are so afraid of even speaking to outside of shootings.

You cross the road while paparazzi was off in the distance being nosy idiots. Quickly running towards where you lived since you lived quite near the agency. It was a nice condo and isolated from all the other renters. A good place to find peace and the quiet that you needed.

You greet the front desk and make your way to the fancy elevator at the end of the room. The higher up you went, the higher the prices went, and the higher-end they were. That meant people weren't nearby. It was rather expensive to live where you were, but being a star had it's perks.

Opening your door, you breathe in your air of freedom for a few minutes before knowing that you had to get ready as soon as possible. You took quite a long time finding a good outfit for today. Something that was simple, casual, yet had a glimmer of fanciness.

Clothes were littered all over your bedroom floor until you found an outfit you knew would knock people off their rockers. Well, in your opinion they would. Who knows if that were to happen, truthfully you had a so-so hope in yourself. Either way, your confidence would be boosted if you were to wear the outfit.

After getting ready in a good amount of time, you check yourself in the mirror for ten minutes. You were turning left and right, spinning a whole three-sixty degrees. The more you stared at it, the more you felt that it was not a good outfit. However, you needed to get out and go to where the crew would pick you up.

"I should've cancelled last second." the panic in your demeanor seeped through.

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