[VANESSA'S POV]
Madelaine, and I had just laid together for about an hour. I was silent the while time. I laid on top of Madelaine, my face in the crook of her neck. While she ran her fingers through my hair. Whispering anything, and everything to me.The little things she loves about my body like the dimples on my back, or the small moles by my lips. The things she loves about my personality, and the things I do to make her fall more in love with me. She gives me a kiss on my forehead after everything she lists, resulting in me getting showered with kisses.
"I love how when you smile a part of your top lip is smaller than the other." Madelaine says before kissing my head. "I love when a piece of your hair is tucked behind your ear, and I can see the mole by your eye." She says kissing my head again. "I love how soft your skin is. I love feeling your skin under my touch." Madelaine says. She kisses my head. "I love you." I mumble. "I love you too, babygirl." Madelaine whispers.
She could always take me from my worst mood to my best. "Baby?" Madelaine asks. I hum quietly. "I kind of want to do something but we don't have to if you don't want to." She says. "What did you have in mind?" I ask almost mumbling. I raise my head a bit, so I can see her face.
"I want to film a video for my channel answering people's questions about the situation. Except I don't know if people would want that. What if they don't care?" Madelaine asks. "Just do a poll on Instagram. Then you can see how many people want answers, and how many people don't give a shit." I shrug. "That's a great idea." Madelaine cheers.
Madelaine grabs her phone quickly. I watch patiently as she taps away on her phone. "Okay." Madelaine says. She puts her phone down in front of her. "I guess we should wait ten minutes." She says. I nod my head. I actually felt tired but it's our anniversary, and I have something planned.
Madelaine, and I wait ten minutes while talking to each other. After the ten minutes is over she looks at the poll. Ninety-two to eight percent. I guess people really want answers. I understand, to the public she's dating Travis. She hasn't said anything about breaking up with him.
"I'll go get the camera, and equipment." Madelaine says getting off of the bed. She leaves the room coming back quickly. She sets down a ring light connected to a tripod. She snaps her camera onto the tripod before sitting at the edge of the bed. She looks over her shoulder to me, patting the spot next to her.
"Come on, Nessa." Madelaine says. I crawl next to her, sitting down. Madelaine grabs her phone typing on it. I didn't even bother to look at what she's doing. I'm way too nervous to function. I don't know why but there's something about being myself in front of a camera that terrifies me.
I've always gotten nervous in an interview, or even in one of Madelaine's videos. I've always hated being myself, that's why I became an actress. I don't have to be me. I have to be the character I'm portraying.
"Ready?" Madelaine asks taking me out of my thoughts. I nod with a small smile. "It's okay. We got this, right?" Madelaine asks. I nod. "It's okay. Don't be scared." She says rubbing circles on my back. I take a deep breath sighing loudly. "Okay." I mumble. Madelaine smiles kissing my head, before turning on the camera.
[MADELAINE'S POV]
"Hey, guys! It's Madelaine." I say looking into the lens. "I'm joined today with my girlfriend, and costar Vanessa Morgan." I smile. I could finally call her my girlfriend aloud. "Hi." Vanessa waves shyly."This is kind of a more serious sit down video. We want to answer your questions." I say. I see Vanessa nod in my peripheral. "I posted something on Twitter so, I guess we'll just hop right into it." I say getting on my phone.
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Behind The Scenes Of Choni: A Madnessa Story [DISCONTINUED]
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