"So where are we going?" I manage, shaking myself from all thoughts of Harry. Justin gulps before answering.
"Uh-the 22 jump street early premiere, no cameras don't worry. Then this amazing steak house place." He seems to have regained control over himself again, and doesn't mention anything but I have a feeling he will.
"I loved 21 jump street!" I state excitedly. He chuckles and we hop into his car after our long walk through the building. We make small talk through the whole car ride, talking about his work and my work and when we're doing what and why and all that. He tells me about my name in a couple of magazines because of the mall scene and we laugh about what the media is saying about us. Talking with him, it's refreshing. Maybe I don't feel the feeling I feel when I'm with Harry but it's comforting and relaxing. When we get to the premiere he walks ahead of me to scope for paparazzi. He confirms there is none and motions for me to follow. I trail behind him as we make our way into the huge theater. Luckily, the person who is selling tickets is a guy so he doesn't flip his shit or anything when he sees Justin. Justin buys me popcorn and a candy bar and we sit to watch the movie.
"Were there really tears coming from your eyes?" Justin questions, still laughing, like me. I try to catch my breath but I can't, so instead I just nod. I was crying. That was one of the funniest movies I have ever seen.
"Let's go to dinner, because I'm pretty sure I lost some weight from laughing so hard." I get my breathing under control and am finally able to form coherent sentences.
"Okay, okay I'm good I swear." Luckily we are having a kind of early dinner so I can get home to Diana. Hopefully Harry left. There it is, that feeling leaking back into my head. I try to get it out but it won't budge. Internally rolling my eyes, Justin and I head to this steak house he has been raving about.
"Two red wines please." Justin gives the waitress a charming smile.
"You two don't look old enough to drink yet, I'll need to see some ID." She gives him a stern look.
"Ma'am, get the drinks or I'll call Shawn." His face holds a cold smile. She sighs and nods before turning away. Justin laughs to himself quietly. "Shawn is the manager and a close friend of mine." I pretend to laugh along with him, despite the situation not being all that funny. My eyes scan the menu and land on a steak filet dinner. Justin and I discuss the food for a while, and when the lady comes back, we order. When our food comes and we are eating, Justin looks up suddenly.
"You can't get mad at me for asking you, okay?"
"Um, okay?" I stick another piece of this amazing steak in my mouth, knowing the upcoming question even before Justin has the chance to ask it.
"What's going on between you and Harry?" He continues eating too.
"To be honest, I don't fucking know and it kills me to not know." I try to keep it plain and simple.
"Rose don't lie to me. I can see the way you look at him." Justin doesn't seem angry, or sad or anything. He seems like almost a friend trying to help me. But we're on a date and wouldn't it be rude to say I like somebody else while on a date with someone. What the fuck? Am I actually taking others feelings into consideration instead of being a coldhearted snake? LA does change people.
"I don't know Justin, I don't know." I finish off my food around the same time Justin does. He leaves a check and we stroll out, Justin thinking hard. When we are in the car, he decides to speak again.
"I had fun. didn't you?" He asks. I nod. He suddenly leans against me and presses his lips to mine. I let him slip his tongue into my mouth, and he pulls my into his lap, his lips falling to my neck. I move my hands smoothly through his hair, making him moan into my neck. When he brings his lips back to mine I realize what is missing in this kiss. The fire. When I kiss Harry I feel-
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Fanfictiona stubborn director named rose a goofball dick actor named harry and a fire that they can't put out