a great mess ✔️

FAI chap.3

"Are you going to unlock the door or something? I'm tired and would appreciate it if you let me out"

"I can't do this anymore"

"What?"

"You and your game, I can't"

"What game? I ain't playing a game"

"Do you actually think I'm that oblivious, George?"

"Just tell me what the hell you are trying to say, Reece. I'm tired, can't you see that?"

"Yeah, tired of parading around and flirt with basically everyone"

"What? Are you trying to call me a whore or something?"

"I prefer slut, but that works too"

"You better be joking right now, Reece. It was for the sake of my job and now you're calling me name just because I'm trying to build chemistry. "

"Chemistry my ass! Since when flirting and being all touchy-touchy counted as building chemistry? Oh yeah, right since you exist because, for all I know you're the only person that doing it."

"Can you cut the sass and just talk this out like an adult?"

"Did you seriously just ask me that? You're the one that acts like a child here. A very possessive child may I add. I can't talk with anyone when you clearly ignore me the whole time but you're allowed to flirt around and slutting your ass out there. What a fair thing, innit?"

"Are you accusing me of cheating too now?"

"I didn't even say a thing about cheating or are you?" The car suddenly grew silent at my last statement. He unlocked the door manually and hurriedly get out, slamming the door harshly once he was out.

"Talk like an adult he said, running away instead of answering he did." I yelled out shamelessly. He gave me the middle finger and stormed into the house. I got out of the car, following him swiftly.

"Packing up, really? Are you really that much of a coward?"

"Go on, keep calling me names, I don't give a fuck anymore"

"That should be me that says it. You can't just run off, George! You're the one that said we should talk this out like an adult and yet here you are packing up to go to God knows where but probably to that lovely friend of yours I'm guessing."

"What's your problem anyway? He's my best friend and it's normal for a best friend to be all touchy-touchy, after all I knew him long, long time before I know you"

"Normal you said? Well, maybe it is when you're not flirting with each other and basically drooling over him with heart eyes. You didn't even spare me a single glance since the past 6 hours and now what? You wanna defend yourself again from me calling you a slut? You said it was to build the chemistry for the film but I know better than that when your hands practically trailing down his chest and fiddling his button. Maybe I wouldn't even call you a slut in the first place if you didn't act like one to start with"

"So now what? I'm a slut, you accused me of cheating, you're mad at me and you clearly are jealous that I spent my time with them instead of you"

"Jealous? Of what, a stupid whore like you? Obviously not! I'm feeling used. Just know that you wouldn't even in the film you're in right now if it wasn't because of me. And now that you're famous, you slut around everywhere and forgot the one who brings you there" He laughed at my words, casually standing up from his sitting position.

"Oh please, if my success was from someone, it was obviously from my dad, not an amateur singer like you"

"Is that your greatest comeback?" I laughed back at him, noticing how it makes him work up.