𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 - 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜

Chapter 2 ~ Every Rom-Com Ever

Courtney's POV

I woke up before my alarm, at 6.15, and I still couldn't get him out of my head. I rubbed my eyes. They were red, puffy and stinging from crying all night, all weekend. My eyelashes were wet, had I somehow cried while I was asleep? I don't know. I attempted to push all thoughts of Shayne to the back of my head. I crawl out of bed and head to my kitchen. I made myself some cereal and as I sat down to eat it my phone buzzed. It was Shayne, he'd tweeted something.

@supershayne

Ever been rejected? Well, this is worse. And I'm tired of pretending I'm not hurting. You know who you are.

"Oh for fuck's sake Shayne," I said out loud. It had been about a minute and, Jesus Christ. There was already 500 replies, 1,000 likes and 3,500 retweets. He really should've kept quiet. At least he didn't tag me. Some of the replies were like :

Omg @supershayne are you ok?

I feel you bro, but this seems worse than any of my rejections.

Who is it @supershayne? Is it @co_mill?

At last one I was shocked. Was a fan already on to us? We'd only filmed three videos in the past week, after he'd told me, and only one of them was actually up and we were sat far aware from each other. I just tried to forget I'd seen anything and went to get changed.

Shayne's POV

I knew she'd seen it. Well, she hadn't replied, retweeted or liked but I knew she'd seen it.

I was ready for work but half an hour early. I left anyways, figuring I'd get some writing done before the squad arrived. I grabbed my keys, my laptop and a jacket before heading out.

Ian's POV

I was stood at the vending machine when Shayne arrived.

"Hey Ian!" Shayne smiled, taking off his jacket and practically launching it across the room towards the couch.

"Hey Shayne, how are you doing?" I questioned, chuckling at his antics.

"Err, I could be better," he said this with a solemn look on his face and his eyes started to water.

"Oh, well do you wanna talk about it?" I asked, giving him a sympathetic look.

"No, it's kinda personal," he replied quietly, avoiding eye contact.

"Ok, well I hope you feel better," I smiled, trying to be cheery," oh and we're shooting Every Rom-Com Ever today, we finished up the scripts, Anthony's printing them now so we'll give them to you when the rest of the Squad arrives!"

"Ok, cool," he smiled, looking towards the door as the handle turned. Courtney walked in with a coffee in her hand. Shayne looked at her longingly. His expression soon changed to sadness as she walked further into the room and then his eyes quickly darted to his laptop when she looked back at him. So that's what's wrong, and that's why he posted that tweet earlier. I waved to Courtney and then ran out of the room, excited to give them the scripts.

Courtney's POV

After half an hour of scrolling through my phone, Olivia, Noah and Keith walked in.

"Hey Court Court," Keith smiled handing me my 2nd coffee today. I gave Olivia the biggest hug I could. She didn't know about any of this so she was kind of take aback.

"Oh ok!" she said, hugging me back.

"Here Shayne!" Noah said, throwing Shayne's smoothie at him.

"Daddy has his juse!" Shayne said in a stupid voice, standing up and walking towards the group. He hadn't come this close to me all day. I just laughed at his joke (not too loud though) and shrugged everything off. We stood there for a few minutes sipping our drinks and catching up until Ian, Anthony and Sarah walked out holding scripts. They handed us one each and said to learn our lines because we'll be shooting in two hours.

"Every Rom-Com Ever, ugh this is gonna be so cliché," Noah complained, getting a light smack from Olivia.

"I love Rom-Com's I'll have you know," she laughed, and so did we. We all sat down, Shayne at his desk, so did Keith and Noah and me and Olivia sat on the couch. Our legs were on top of each other's in some sort of pretzelly formation. I got to the last scene, saw Shayne and I's names and my heart dropped. I read the scene and was pleasantly surprised, no kiss. Just an argument about...denying feelings. And my character won't be HONEST or TRUST Shayne's character. Great. Just fucking perfect.

Shayne's POV

I'd finished reading my script and I looked up to see Courtney's face drop. She must be reading our scene. Suddenly she looked up and we locked eyes for a few seconds before I looked at my script again.

An Hour and a Half Later (still Shayne's POV)

I was so nervous. I was literally sweating. In 30 minutes me and Courtney are gonna be doing a scene and we haven't done a scene a week. Just stay calm, I thought to myself, do the scene and that's it! 29 minutes now.

I was pacing around the room when Sarah came jogging down the hall and said it was mine and Courtney's scene. I speed walked down the hall and entered the room. Courtney caught my eye from across the room. I walked up to my spot and so did Courtney.

"Is everybody ready?" Ian asked.

"Yeah," everybody mumbled.

"Ok then. Last scene of the day you two, please get it done in one take. Right, 3,2,1... Action," Ian yelled. My heart was racing.

"Just tell me how you feel," I said to her.

"I can't! I don't know how I feel!" She cried, her eyes welling up.

"Well how am I supposed to know!" I yelled back.

"You're not! I'm not asking you to tell me what I'm feeling, I'm asking you to be here!"

"I'm always here, you know that!" I softened my voice slightly, taking her hand as scripted.

"Thank you." she smiled.

"Is that all I get? I've been here yeah, but I've just told you how I feel and you won't say anything back!" I cried, my face getting red. This scene felt way too real.

"I'M SORRY" Courtney yelled. That was the end of the scene scripted. For us it wasn't. She looked deep into my eyes, we both leaned in and...

(A/N)

Oooh, spicy. You'll see what happens next tomorrow. Because of schools closing, I'm gonna have a lot of spare time on my hands so I'll try ad upload every day. If you're enjoying it comment and vote. Thanks for reading.

Kitty x