HEY HI HELLO

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waking up is hard, eating is hard, breathing is hard, but seeing him?

that's possibly the hardest thing i've ever had to do.

baz knows about our breakup, everyone knows.

but thankfully he's tried his best to avoid the topic.

we're about to start filming in a few minutes so i'm sitting on the break room couch in my costume, taking shallow breaths in order to calm myself.

i'm surprised when tom walks in and sits next to me.

"how are you kid?" he asks.

"thriving." i say and he chuckles.

"y'know austin is going through it too." he continues.

"i know." i whisper.

"so you should give him a chance to talk, to explain, because from what he told me, he didn't cheat or do anything with that girl." he finishes and i finally meet his gaze.

"i know he didn't cheat, he's not like that, it's the fact he agreed to meet up with her. and he didn't stop her from getting close either." i admit and tom frowns.

"he was caught off guard, from what i heard, i would've been too."

i smile sadly, "well i have to go see him anyways, we might talk after the scene." i say and tom nods.

"good luck kid." he says and i give him a smile, my first real smile in the past couple of days.

i exit the break room and i make my way to the stage where we film.

everyone is there, including austin who is currently talking to baz.

but i try my best to avoid all eye contact.

i make my way to where i'm supposed to stand i guess baz notices my presence because he clears his throat and says, "is everyone ready?".

i nod my head and i finally meet austin's gaze.

he gives me a small smile that holds a lot of emotions and i blur out baz's speech while we make eye contact.

finally the words "action!" ring in my ears and i begin to say my lines.

i face austin who stands by the edge of the stairs,

"do you remember the last time that we laughed together?" i say shakily.

"do you remember the last time that the three of us sat down and had dinner together?" i continue and i watch as his lips part to say something.

i think of all sad things, not like it's hard, and i start to cry.

"you won't even make love to me anymore, i gave you my life, and i have nothing left in me to give you." i finish.

he looks down before whispering, "do you still love me?"

i contain the sobs as we stare at each other for a few deafening moments.

and he looks away, accepting 'my' answer.

he slowly sits on the stairs and i cover my mouth, looking at the door.

he exhales and whispers, "when your forty and i'm fifty we'll be back together, you'll see."

i drop the seventies look-alike bag and i walk over to where he's sitting on the stairs.

i stand in front of him and he immediately wraps his arms around my upper thighs, and i let my hands rest at the back of his neck.

all while filming i think of how similar this is to our current situation, and it makes me wonder if his tears are actually real like mine.

he sobs in my chest and i quietly stroke his hair.

"i have to go." i whisper before leaning down so we're face to face.

"will you please stay?" he begs and i almost can't look him in the eye.

his eyes are holding so much emotion and fear that i just want to kiss his tears away, i want to hold him and call him mine again.

i kiss his forehead and i whisper, "i have to go. okay? if i stay, i'll never leave."

i kiss all over his face, his forehead, his cheek, his lips.

"no. please." he whimpers and i begin to stand up.

"you have to let me go.

"no please, Priscilla."

"you have to let me go."

he releases me from his grip and i walk away and out of the door, away from the cameras.

i take a few deep breaths and i inhale, containing my composure.

for the next few seconds i hear his quiet sobs before baz yells "cut!"

i make my way in through the door and i look at baz who has a small smile on his face, "great job today guys, i'll watch that just to make sure but i'm positive this will be a one and done scene." he says with a reassuring nod, almost like he knows we don't want to do it again.

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tony has just finished removing all of my tear stained makeup for me, and he quietly exits the trailer leaving me alone, knowing i don't want to talk.

i rest my face my hands and i nearly jump out of the seat when a loud urgent knock sounds on the door.

i don't say anything but still whoever was knocking comes in and i finally look up.

to my surprise when i look up it's austin, he's wearing a tight white shirt and black sweats, his hair is wet and messy but his eyes are red and puffy.

"austin i don't want to hear it-" i say but today he finally decides to cut me off.

"just listen." he says and holds up his phone, pressing play to some sort of recording, but what surprises me even more is that it's my mothers voice that begins to talk.

strings of french words come out and i gasp.

"Althea Girard c'est ta mère et tu ferais mieux d'écouter cet homme. il m'a expliqué la situation et vous l'avez prise complètement hors de contrôle. J'ai vu à quel point tu es triste et je sais à quel point il te manque, écoute-le et laisse-le parler. s'il vous plaît. je t'aime." she says and i laugh at how loud she is.

(althea girard this is your mother and you better listen to that man. he has explained to me the situation and you have taken it completely out of hand. i have seen how sad you are and i know how much you miss him, listen and let him talk. please. i love you. )

"i don't know what she said so i can only hope it's good." austin finally speaks.

i sigh and i gesture for him to sit in the chair that's in front of me.

"explain."

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CLIFFHANGER THAT IMA LEAVE YALL ON UNTIL TMR HA 😛😛😛😜🤪

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