Chapter 37

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A/N : I recommend playing this song once I mention it :)

I've been taking days off of filming because I haven't been the same since the phone call with my mom. I tried to do my scenes, but Mrs. Susan noticed I wasn't feeling well and told me to come back when I feel like the old me.

So I mainly stayed in my room, either cleaning a corner up, reading a book or playing a song on the piano. The boys have tried to talk to me about what had happened, but I would push them away.

The boys left early this morning for filming while I stayed back. I started running out of things to do by the second day, I've already cleaned my room 3 times, played multiple songs on the piano and have already reread most of the books in my shelves. I tried baking, but that was clearly not my thing. I almost burnt the building down by leaving the cupcakes in too long. Although cooking actual food was doing good for me. I've been cooking lots of pasta lately since it's so easy and a bit harder to burn down the apartment that way.

I turned off the tv that I had been watching and returned to my room, staring at it in the doorway, I looked around deciding what to do.

I decided to play the piano.

I had a piano book in front of me, but I hated playing those songs, they reminded me of the years that my parent had hired a teacher for me. She wasn't very nice.

I started pressing the keys to play Sofia by Clairo, my head slightly bopping to the sound. The song was quick and I only hummed the lyrics, too scared of my voice cracking though no one was around. The last words hung in the air as I finished the song.

I think we could do it (I think we could, I think we could do it, if, if, if)

If we tried (we could, we could, you're mine)
I think we could do it (Sofia, know that you, you, you and I)
If we tried (shouldn't feel like a crime)
Sofia, know that you and I (I think we could, I think we could do it, we could, we could)
Shouldn't feel like a crime (do it, do it, you're mine) (get in the way)
Sofia, know that you and I (Sofia, know that you, you, you and I shouldn't feel)
Oh, oh (like a crime) (do it if we tried)

Louis POV :

"Mrs. Susan! Mrs. Susan!" I yelled out after the lady who was walking away with her assistants around her. Luckily one of her assistants had heard me and caught her attention.

She turned around as I got close to her. "Oh Louis, I'm so sorry, I didn't hear you, what happened?"

I was catching my breath as I replied, "I was just wondering when Ami's coming back or if you know what had happened to her? She didn't tell William or I."

She turned to her assistants signaling for them to walk ahead to give us some time alone, then she faced me, "I told Azami to come back when she's ready and for what happened, I don't exactly know, but she'll tell you guys when she's ready." She gave me a weak smile. "Oh and Louis, I was thinking of including a scene into the movie, but I'm not sure it'll fit."

"What scene?" I questioned.

She grinned at me, "A kissing scene, between you and Ami's characters, but it's not for sure, maybe mention it to Azami when you get home?"

I stood there, warmth upon my cheeks as I watched Mrs. Susan walk away. A kissing scene? I mean, I wouldn't mind, but I should ask Ami first, I need her opinion and consent. Oh crap what if it becomes awkward if I ask?

Fortunately, I finished my scenes early and caught an Uber home. I was grabbing a drink of water when I heard tunes of the piano from the hallway. I walked closer, sipping my drink when I realized it was coming from Ami's room. I heard soft humming as well.

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