Forgotten age [a Martin Freeman fanfic]

18.

"You overthink way too much."

"Oh, you think I don't know that?" I laughed at Martin, who was resting his head on my lap as I watched tv.

"No, but really..." He said as he sat properly on the couch. "Here you are, watching the very last episode of Friends for the first time, yet you won't stop talking about... us. You must be very worried."

"I am, God knows I am!" I whispered. "I don't want to lose you."

"But you won't!" He muttered, running his hand along my jaw. "Unlike before, there's nothing and no one who could destroy this now."

I bit the inside of my cheek, I can't deny Jeremy's face appeared on my mind. And it scared me. I knew everything Martin had had to go through to be with me. I didn't want him to waste his time with me only to get a broken heart after I realized he wasn't the man with who I wanted to spend the rest of my life.

"Right?" 

"Huh?" I mumbled, meeting his eyes.

"I said, there's nothing and no one that could come between us now."

"Yeah," I cleared my throat. "We're fine."

But I could feel his eyes on mine as I looked away, analyzing my every move, he definitely knew something was up. However, he didn't bother to ask. It was better like this, anyway, I just needed some time to think.

"I've been told about your secret relationship..." Ryan, our director, said once we got in his office. Martin and I exchanged worried looks. "It's alright, drop the faces."

I managed to crack a smile even though I was still holding my breath. This man was scary.

"Listen up," He started. "You've seen the shooting plan, you know what we're filming today, don't you?"

I felt the unusual yet known feeling of heat on my cheeks.

"The sex scene, yeah," Martin answered, like everything was fine. I was about to fake fuck him on camera. And everything was fine. The whole world would see. Great. Fine. My mOM, for god's sake. Hi mom, wanna see a sex tape of me and my boyfriend? Watch my latest movie!

"When I heard you two were involved... Of course, it surprised me... I mean... Martin, I get that your character is 40 on the movie and, Melissa, yours is almost 30. But in real life, you know... uh, nevermind."

"We know," I mumbled shrugging a little.

"Anyways!" Ryan continued. "This is fantastic! I thought the scene would turn out to be a disaster at first, to be honest. But, this is a game changer!"

Martin faked a smile. 

"Just wanted to let you know... I'll keep the secret... On one condition."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Since you're already familiar with each other, I'd like you not to be shy, alright? Let's make one hell of a sex scene!" He roared, smiling from ear to ear like a maniac.

"Uhh..." Martin started, clearing his throat, "You know kids will watch this movie, right?"

"Kids have seen it all already, nowadays, on their iPads and iPhones and shit. I just want my movie to be as fucking real as possible, you hear me? Let's make good cinema, shit!"