You'd been filming for a couple of months now and had since gotten alot closer to sarah... and the rest of the cast. You thought becoming friends with Sarah would make your anxiety easier to deal with. But lucky for you it only got worse, you found yourself falling for the beautiful woman. But, she was already in love with someone else. You hadn't met holland, but she obviously made sarah happy so you didn't have a rational reason to dislike her. But you had never been rational, and you had no plans to start now.
The two of you had been out a few times, just the two of you. And every now and then you'd get the feeling that maybe she likes you too, but then she'd come to set and talk about something sweet Holland had done for her; or a photo would emerge of the two of them, and your dreams would be crushed all over again. Each time taking a little piece of you with them.
You were getting ready for bed when you heard a knock at the door. You lived in a gated community so you were never too scared about nuisance callers or fans being at the door. But it was late so it still made you wonder about who it could possibly be.
It was obviously urgent as the knocking was continuous as you walking towards the door from within the kitchen. You pulled the door open and it was sarah?
"Hey you, what are you doing here?"
She wouldn't look you in the face, but the way she held herself made you feel nervous about what had brought her here. She didn't look too good.
"Can I come in?"
The strain in her voice sounded like she was trying not to cry, but you didn't count yourself as important enough to have her here looking for comfort.
"Of course" You opened the door wider and sarah walked straight to the sofa to sit down.
"I'm sorry for intruding... you look cute"
You blushed when you realised she was commenting on the fact that you were only wearing your sports bra and joggers.
"Don't be silly, you could never intrude. Do you want a glass of red? I'm a crazy alcoholic so I have a fine collection in my fridge" she giggled.
"Sure, I'm easily pleased so you choose which type"
You placed the 2 glasses down on the coffee table once you returned, sitting directly in front of her.
"Now, what brought you here? Is everything ok?"
You watched as she lent forward and took a sip of her wine. Her lips placed gently around the glass and you couldn't help but imagine what they'd feel like on you.
"I don't want to bother you with my problems... I just didn't want to be alone"
You took her hand and squeezed gently.
"You can talk to me, I'm not going anywhere"
"Its Holland... I saw her... i saw her in our bed with-" she began to sob.
She didn't deserve to be hurt like this. It's not fair.
"Why arent I ever enough y/n? What's wrong with me?!"
You pulled her into your arms and placed one hand on her head the other on her back; rubbing gently. You couldn't stand to see her cry like this.
"Nothing is wrong with you! You're the most amazing, talented, courageous woman I have ever met! What's happened is not a reflection on you but of her. You are compassionate. You are kind. You are encouraging. You are important. You are enough! You are enough for the people that you pour yourself into and you're enough for those you don't. No one's actions are important enough to becoming defining factors of who you are. You're beautiful inside and out and I will always be in awe of you. Okay? You are enough"
You held her until the shuddering stopped. Until the sobs turned into silence and the occasional sniffles.
You felt her pull against your embrace so you reluctantly let go.
"Thank you y/n. Noone has ever said those things to me. I appreciate you so much!"
You didn't know what else to say. So you just watched her as she spoke to you. You wanted to listen but you found yourself only watching her lips move.
Then she leans in.
You want to give in but shes heartbroken. She isn't in the right state of mind. She'd only regret it later. You were sure of it.
"Sarah... we can't"
She looked hurt. Like a kicked puppy.
"I want to, you have no idea how much I want to. But you just split up with holland, you're upset and I can't take advantage of you like that"
"You're too good for this world y/n"
You blushed at her words.
"I should get home, thank you y/n. For everything"
"Sarah its late, you can stay here. You can stay in my room and I'll stay on the sofa. You know I love procrastination, so I haven't finished my guest room yet" you both laughed.
"I can't ask you to do that-"
"You're not, I'm insisting" she squeezed your hand and smiled looking you in eyes.
You show her to your room and find her an oversized top and some shorts, it was super hot in your house so you weren't just trying to get to see her legs ;))
"Thanks"
"The bathroom is just there, if you need me, I'll be in the living room"
You go to grab your pillow and walk towards the door to leave. You felt a hand connect with your wrist and pull you back. Her skin on yours sent electricity straight up your arm and throughout the rest of your body. She'd never caused that before, maybe it was the new found requitted love you had recently discovered. You needed it to be requitted for at least 1 night, even if she took it all back tomorrow morning.
"Seriously y/n, this is your house. You can't sleep on your couch. The bed is big enough for the both of us, if you don't mind that is..."
"Sure"
