|SASHAY FANFIC| it was always you

Her

Shay's POV
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I've always felt a little protective of Sasha with her being the youngest in the cast. I figured that was a normal thing. She's very important to me, we're very close. And I love her, that doesn't mean that I love her. I tried to explain to myself, as I read my script. I had no idea what I was feeling towards her. I looked forward to our scenes together. I'm constantly nervous around her. She's so beautiful. Her gorgeous hair, pretty eyes, stunning body, and her lips. My heart leaped just thinking of the kisses we've shared. I scoffed at myself.
We started early today and I decided to lock myself in my dressing room and read over my script. I couldn't handle what I was feeling right now. And I really wanted pizza. Matt could tell something was up too. I wasn't myself.
I felt bad, he was a really great guy and all but I just don't feel the same. We got in a fight about it last night, I won't talk about it with him. It's something I have to handle on my own, and that makes him angry. It breaks my heart.
I took a moment away from my script, not that I was reading it anyway. I heard a knock on my door shortly after.
I got up, a little embarrassed by what I had been thinking about.
I opened the door to Ashely.
"HEY," she screamed.
"Ash I'm really not in the mood,"
She ignored me and walked through and hugged me.
"What are you doing all locked up in here?"
"Gathering my thoughts,"
"Whatcha thinking about?"
She loves to pry.
"Nothing worth repeating." I said bluntly.
"Shay," she said concerned
I didn't answer.
"What's wrong?"
I gave up on pushing her away.
"Matt and I got in a fight." I said tearing up.
"Do I need to beat him up?"
"No," I smiled sadly.
"What was it about?"
I couldn't tell her what it was about, I decided to leave it there.
"I don't want to talk about it,"
I felt the ball of emotion build up and burst. I just hugged her and let out quiet sobs. She caressed my back and told me it was going to be okay. I knew it wouldn't. I was in love with a woman I couldn't have. And because of it I couldn't function in the relationship I am in. I took deep breathes to calm myself. I had to get ready soon. I pulled away and realized her shoulder was covered in my tears and snot.
"I'm sorry about your shirt,"
"Oh this old thing? Don't worry about it. Are you going to be okay?"
"Ya, thank you for that."
She smiled sympathetically at me, we heard a familiar voice approach and then enter my dressing room as I wiped my eyes. My eyes were puffy and my face red. No hiding that I was crying. And it was Sasha.
"Ash, Marlene needs...,"
She paused when she saw me.
"Is everything okay Shay?"
"Ya, I need to get ready guys, if you'll excuse me." I replied quickly basically pushing them both out the door.
I closed the door and sunk to the floor.
I hated this. I couldn't feel this way. We both had boyfriends. I tried to let it go and distract myself with getting ready.