Fate's Identity

Chapter 70

I stare up at the ceiling, resting in bed. I thought deeply in my mind. From my happy childhood memories to my parents dying. To the adoption to where I get kicked out of the house. And the time I met Liam to right now. And right now, I am starring in a movie. Today was the first day on set, and I was more nervous than excited. I haven't even met half of my cast-mates yet. And who's co-leading it with me. Must be this L James. Whoever he is.

I turn over to the side and see Dinah sitting up on her bed. A smile was plastered on her face. "Dinah?" I question. Her eyes meet mine, and she nods as a response. "What do you think I should do?"

"Is this about Liam?" Dinah questions back. I nod my head a little. "Ally, you should go see him. You've been missing for more than six months. You deserve the right to know if you still love him or not. The faster you know, the better your health will be."

"I don't even know where he is," I state.

"Ask Louis," Dinah says. "Even though I know he hurt Lauren, it's for your benefit."

I nod my head, ready to change the subject. "How was your date with Harry?"

Dinah sighs beautifully. "It was beautiful. He made me dinner, and I helped a little. It was so romantic." Her eyes gaze to the empty space, and I could tell she was daydreaming.

I prop myself up and rest my head against the headboard. Dinah speaks after a short silence, "So, how are you doing?" I look at her and exhale through. I press my knees against my chest and lock my knees with my hands. Dinah stands up and sits and rests beside me. "Lauren briefly explained yesterday, and I thought you were amazing, denying the chance of seeing Liam for Lauren's sake." I nod my head and bite my tongue. "If I were you, I wouldn't know what to do."

"I couldn't stand seeing Lauren in pain," I said. "I just hope she makes a good decision."

Dinah observed the room, searching for her. "Where is she, anyways?"

"She's taking a walk," I answer. "She needed to clear her head. And if she chooses to give Louis a chance, we are going to respect that."

"If I was in Lauren's shoes, I wouldn't go back to a guy who cheated on me," Dinah said.

"Same," I said. "I don't want him to come back just because I came to him. I want him to come back because he loves me."

"Today is your first day on set, right?" Dinah questions. I nod my head as a response. "Good luck."

I smile and lean over to the nightstand. I unplug my phone from the charger and look at the time: 12:34. I stand up on the ground and got ready. I put my hair in a messy bun, slip into a jacket, and grab my purse. "I'll see you, Dinah," I said as I head to the door.

"See ya," she responds.

I open the door and walk through the doorway. I walk down the hall and ride the elevator. Once I reach the lobby,
I exit the building. Ryder pulls up, and I wave at him. "Hi," he greets. "Is it just you today?"

I nod my head. "Yes, it is," I reply. I open the door in the front and step inside the vehicle. I buckle up as he turns on the radio.

"You are heading to set, are you not?" He questions, and I nod my head.

He shifts the gear into drive, and within twenty minutes, he parked alongside the sidewalk. I unbuckle my seatbelt and say, "Thank you for the ride. I will call you when I'm done."

"Alright, see you," he waves his hand. I give him a warm smile before I pull the handle and exit the vehicle. I straighten my posture and adjust my purse on my shoulder.

I strut to the entrance and pull the handle open. I enter the building and feel the cold atmosphere hitting me. Through the black walls, I see the spotlight shining in the center of the room on the white screen. The camera men, director, and the other staff members stood in front of the white screen. One of the staff members turns around and acknowledges my presence. She smiles and waves at me. "Hi," she greets.

I walk up to her and greet back, "Hey. What is happening?"

The girl answers. "We're kind of rehearsing some lines and get a feel of the cast and the chemistry."

I nod my head. "Okay."

"You can take a seat on the white screen," she says.

My eyes trail to the screen, and I walk to it. I take a seat on a stool, facing the directors and staff members. My heart raced a little. "Hi," I wave at all of them.

The director looks at his clipboard, flipping through some papers. Shortly, he sets it down and greets me, "Hi, Ms. Allyson. Please warm up your vocals. We'll start practicing the scene where Michelle meets Dwayne for the first time in the night club. While we get our Dwayne on set, you can warm up."

I nod my head hesitantly and steady my breath. All their eyes were on me. My anxiety hits me deeper than I thought. I close my eyes and get inside of Michelle's head. I release a smooth breath and warm up my voice. I escalated from the lowest note I can hit to the highest. I repeat this a couple of times before I change my warm up. I sang the musical scale: Do Re Mi Fah Sol La Ti Do.

I hear a couple of applauses, and that raises my spirits. Soon, they set up a stand and a mic in front of me and begin to dance a little to my little acapella.

My love's taking me
Higher, Higher, Higher
Look up you'll see me
Higher, Higher, Higher

I wave my hand in the air and got them waving back, and for the first time, I feel like I was an artist. The artist Michelle loved to be. I can feel the rush hitting me, and I feel alive. I know Michelle was going to be a character I loved dearly.

I begin to sing Stone Cold, and I supported my low notes fairly well before I use my head voice. This song had a deep connection to me. The lyrics I connected to very well.

Stone Cold, Stone Cold,
You see me standing but I'm dying on the floor
Stone Cold, Stone Cold, maybe if I don't cry I won't feel anymore

I brace myself for the chorus, and I easily, to say the least, did a decent job without cracking my voice. I was taking this song a bit too literally. But I suppose the cast thought I was singing just as Michelle.

Don't want to be Stone Cold, Stone...
I wish I can mean this but here's my goodbye...

I hold on to my chest, feeling myself rising spiritually. My eyes shifts above their heads as I belt out a little before the climax. My eyes lower back to the crowd, and as I begin to belt the high notes more, I catch a glimpse of Liam coming out of the dark and standing on the right side of the crowd.

I blink my eyes a couple of times, questioning if I was being delusional again. His eyes gaze into mine, and my heart fluttered like it used to. Old feelings stir back as he sends me a sweet smile.

The crowd applauded, but soon, their eyes shifts to the Liam. Liam runs his fingers through his hair, breaking our eye connection. He looks at the crowd, smiling wider than usual. His shyness already got to me, and I press my lips against one another.

The sound of someone clapping rhythmically distracted us. We turn our heads and see the director, standing beside the camera, smile proudly. "Beautiful," I said. "Exactly like how I imagine Michelle and Dwayne to meet." I blush, lowering my eyes to the floor. "Allyson, I'm sure you already met your Dwayne." He looks at Liam and says, "Mr. Payne, Allyson will play Michelle."

I raise my head on the director and furrow my brows. Does this mean Liam is Dwayne? I dart my eyes at Liam, who has nothing but a simple smile.

I hear a girl whisper, "I think the chemistry is spot on."

I bite my bottom lip, feeling more nervous and anxious. Liam turns around and begins walking to the left. I stare at the mic, debating whether or not I should follow him. After seconds of thinking, I jump off the stool and excuse myself. I slide my way through the crowd and follow after him.