"Relax (Y/N)!" Karl pleaded. You were practicing your lines for the millionth time, once again. You breathed in deeply, before facing your friend.
"I need to get this perfect. I don't want to mess up." You sighed. You were playing a character called Jeanne West, a strong, brave and young independent woman, who gets pretty annoyed with the antics of James T. Kirk. You were Vice Admiral, demoted due to the rash action you took once and since then you were placed on the Enterprise. The only problem was, unlike your character, you were infatuated with James, or moreover Chris Pine. It was silly, yes, but you really thought you could impress the man with how good you conveyed your lines. Nobody knew about this, except for Anton, who vowed secrecy, but recently he's been giving out hints to everyone.
"I'm pretty sure you're gonna kill yourself by this stress..." John Cho said as he walked past you. You sighed, putting down the papers. Its edges were crumpled up by how tight you were holding it.
"Alright, we got 2 minutes till we start filming, get to your positions!" J. J. Abrams yelled out, and as if on cue, your body tensed up, and your breathing quickened. You turned to face the director, who was looking at you, concerned. You turned back to Karl and he rolled his eyes,
"You're being ridiculous!" He cried out, before walking off to his own position. You bit your lip, trying to sustain yourself from having a breakdown. Taking a deep breath, you walked over to the middle of the "ship" and placed yourself behind the chair. The scene was to just yell at Kirk for getting aboard without permission. That was it, so simple. But since Chris is such an amazing actor, he really can pull off such a hurt expression or annoyed one that you instantly feel guilty, as if you were the one that hurt him.
"Action!" The director cried, and you took a deep breath in,once again, and then he appeared. Crashing through the deck, he ended up falling and landing onto your feet.
"James T. Kirk!" You yelled out, "How in the world did you manage to come aboard onto this ship!?!"
Chris got up, brushing himself and staring at you, and that's when your knees locked. Those eyes! Oh, those baby blue eyes were killing you, and here you were standing in front of him.
"You never liked me, Jeanne." He said, and you really, really wanted to shout out on how that statement was false. And before you knew it, you had passed out.
When you woke up, you realized you were in your trailer, and Karl, Anton and Chris surrounded you. Getting up slowly, you avoided Chris's eyes and turned to Anton,
"What happened?" You asked, and Anton tried so hard to contain himself from giggling,
"You passed out..." He replied, and you groaned. All your efforts into impressing Chris was gone. You messed up and you felt terrible about it.
"Are you alright?" Chris asked, casually leaning in closer to you.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine." You said, giving out a small smile. He returned the expression,
"Let's take a 5 minute break, try not to stress yourself out." He exclaimed, before walking out of the trailer. Karl grumbled at you for stressing out so much, and he followed Chris as well. The only one left behind was Anton,
"You can't continue like this, (Y/N)." He said, and you nodded,
"I know."
"Just admit you like him..." He whispered,
"That's the problem. I don't just like him.... I'm infatuated with Chris Pine!" You said aloud.
Meanwhile, Chris stood outside of your trailer, hearing every word you said, and he couldn't help but smile.
"I'm infatuated with you as well..." He whispered to the outside of the trailer, and he walked off back to set.
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Chris Pine Imagines
Hayran KurguImagines with Chris Pine and his characters! Got any requests? Please feel free to ask me! I will not be doing smut, mostly because I don't feel comfortable writing it...