I've been in Vancouver for the last three weeks. Every single morning, I wake up and endure the same routine, today being no different. My alarm goes off at 3AM, I get out of bed and do a 20-minute workout then I head to the shower just to rinse off the sweat. Coffee is at my apartment door by the time I'm out of the shower as my bodyguard; DJ has it in hand waiting for me to leave. I slip on a pair of black sweatpants and a white t-shirt showing my tattooed arm. Stepping outside in the crisp air by 3:45AM and I am regretting my t-shirt choice. Should have worn a long sleeve, but it is too late.
The drive to the film set is short but the scenery of Vancouver is beautiful, the roads are aligned with tall trees and the sun is rising slowly. I enjoy the rain that comes almost every day as it reminds me of my home in London. By the time I arrive on set, I have 5 minutes to walk from my trailer after dropping my phone on the couch, to get to hair and makeup. I am exhausted, I don't even know how I am walking to and from anywhere right now. My makeup artist covers the dark shadows under my eyes and fixes my hair so that it is no longer a mop on my head. Instead she brushes it through with water making it set in its place. She is in the middle of covering up my right arm from all my tattoos as the movie producer comes in a little bit after 4:30AM yelling, "5 minutes!" My makeup artist, whom I've forgotten her bloody name because it's just too damn early and I have not had nearly enough coffee, finishes the last touches on my makeup and then sends me off.
The day is long. Scene after scene being repeated more than once. Josephine is driving me fucking mad as she is insistent on setting me up with one of her co-stars from a previous movie. I do not want to fucking date, why doesn't she understand that after me screaming it in her face more than a hundred times.
Its finally time for me to go home. On my way home, I ditch my bodyguard so that I can go grocery shopping—alone. Josephine drove me crazy enough for one day, I just need to be alone now. Using the tinted sunglasses, I keep in my car, I pull my hoodie over my head, which I stole from the set and leave my parked car in the very back of Costco.
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Temptation
FanfictionHe's the celebrity everyone knows and loves, at 22 years old he's the highest paid actor in America. A British boy who lives under the spotlight falls madly in love with a woman who cannot be seen by cameras. For months she's been hiding from her pa...
