[Real life]

SAME DAY

"And, action!" The director yelled.

I stood where I was supposed to and did exactly as I was supposed to.

When it's my cue, I stretch as I'm supposed to. "Hi boys! Harley Quinn, how do you do?" I hold out my hand, and they shove me back, just as I'm supposed to.

He continued his scripted speech just as he was supposed to.

"Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry, the voices," I acted out, before laughing. "I'm kidding, jeez! That's not what they really said..."

Everyone continues on with their lines. The actor playing Boomerang punches an extra acting as a national guard officer. I started laughing on cue again, and we continued on and I raise my hand.

"I'm known to be quite vexing, I'm just forewarning you!" I call out when the cue is.

Later in the scene, when we get our costume boxes, I scream as I'm supposed to. I immediately dig in and do as im supposed to. I grab the fancy gun and look at it 'lovingly'. Next, I grab the golden collar that says 'Puddin' on it and look sad and hold it up to my lips. They film the others as I take off the prison clothes and put them in the trunk. I had the majority of my costume already on, just not my shirt.

The camera was off of me, but I had to watch it so when it got back to me I could act out my next scene.

I was looking at the camera with my shirt in hand, and saw a familiar face. Now, by now all the staff members were familiar to me, but this face was even more familiar.

Brendon fucking Urie was here, watching me. And I was in fucking ass shorts, fishnets, hooker heels, and no shirt. Why the fuck is this my life?

The camera still wasn't on me, so it was OK that I smiled for a second. Soon enough, it was on me though, and I had to put my shirt on, while everyone in the damn room stared at me.

"What?" I asked and they all continued on with their 'lives'. I grabbed the lipstick and compact and started applying it. Will Smith looked at the mask which started my next cue. "Won't fit anymore? Too much 'junk in the trunk?"

"No, everytime I put it on someone dies."

"And?" I ask, popping my lips.

"I like wearing it."

"Good. Somethin tells me a whole lotta people are going to die," I say morbidly and kiss the hammer.

The rest of the actors do their parts and I try my best not to show how awkward I feel having Brendon watch this. I never wear anything like this obviously, as it is extremely uncomfortable for me.

Will joked about being able to set the whole place on fire, which was the last cue before the scene was over. And was also mine.

"Hey, if you like a girl can you light her cigarette on fire with your pinkie? 'Cause that would be real classy!"

"And cut! Great job you guys! We won't need to do-" I couldn't hold it any longer. I accidentally interrupted the director with my yells.

"Brendon!" I yelled, running to him, somehow running in the traps I'm wearing as shoes. Once I run up to him, I jump into his arms, and he holds me there. We wrap our arms around each other in a hug.

"Hey beautiful," he whispered in my ear.

"Hi Bren."

We stay there for a few minutes until I jump down. "Go be awesome out there, I'll be here when you're done. By the way, I love your costume," he added with a wink. I flipped him off and walked back to where the rest of everybody was.

"Camari, you're all good for today. I know it was supposed to be your day off, but we needed to get this scene done as its one of the first. You are good to go," the director told me. I smiled before thanking him. I sat down right where I was and took my shoes off before I stood back up and walked to where Brendon was. I did not want to die in those shoes.

"Are you all done?" I asked Brendon as I approached him again, shoes in hand.

"In 20 minutes I can be. That should be about enough time for you to get all the makeup and fake tattoos off," he told me, laughing. I started laughing too and we started walking outside to where the trailers were. "Which one is yours? I'll meet you there when I'm done."

"That one over there," I pointed to it. He nodded and walked to where he needed to be.

Once inside my trailer, I grabbed a nearby pillow and held it to my mouth before screaming into it. I knew I needed to call Addi and tell her what happened, but I needed to get the makeup and stuff off before Brendon showed up.

I jumped into the small shower on the trailer and washed all the stuff off, trying not to get my hair wet. Normally I would, but it would take forever to dry; time I didn't have.

I dried myself off quickly and got dressed in a white crop top, red and white polka dot skirt, and fake leather boots.

I was applying a light layer of mascara and concealer when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come on in!" I shouted, and heard the door open. I looked over to see Brendon entering. "I'm just about ready, go ahead and sit down."

"Alright," he replied, sitting down. I quickly finished what I was doing and grabbed my purse.

"You ready?"

"As I'll ever be," he told me, standing up, "but first I would like to ask you something. Would you like to go out with me on a date right around now?" I couldn't help but smile.

"Of course I would," I tell him, and he smiles widely. He held out his hand for me to take, and I gladly intertwined our hands before walking out of my trailer.

"I hope it's alright if we take your car. I took the risk of using an Uber just in case," he told me. I nodded as we continued on out towards where my car was.

"Do you want me to drive, or do you have a place in mind?"

"I actually have a place in mind, if you don't mind. I want it to be a surprise," he said, looking over at me once we reach my car.

"Sounds like fun," I respond and separate our hands so I can go to the passenger side.

"Not so fast, beautiful," Brendon said and walked me over to the door. He opened it for me, and I smiled and got inside. Once I was in, he closed the door and ran around to his side. He started the car and we started driving to a location unknown by me.

The entire drive we talked about random things. He held my hand the entire drive, only using his left hand to drive. The sun had started to set, leaving the LA skyline looking amazing.

"Where are you from?" He asks suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"You have an accent. Where are you from?"

"Oh, that's what you mean! I'm from Dalby, Australia. I moved here when I started my career. My parents were not happy, they still won't talk to me and it's been nearly 10 years," I tell him. The only other person I've ever told is Addilyn, and it felt good to say out loud. The media has never found out about it, and I would like to keep it that way.

"Oh my god, Cam. I had no clue, I am so sorry. I had no clue," he said, looking over at me.

"It's fine, it doesn't bother me anymore. And you wouldn't know because the only other person who knows is Addi, and she's definitely going to kill me later."

"Now why would she do that beautiful?"

"Because I didn't tell her that we finally met, let alone the fact that we're going out to dinner together," I explained to him. I pulled out my phone and sent her a quick message.

Can't talk now, explain later. Out with B.U

I hoped she would be fine with that, because I wasn't going to explain further at that moment in time.

"I'm sorry, she would've killed me if I didn't at least tell her where I was. No phones the rest of the night," I told him and turned my phone off.

"We can't have her killing such a beautiful girl, now can we?"

As soon as he said that, I felt my cheeks heat up. I looked down at my lap to avoid him seeing how his comment affected me. My hair fell over my face, which helped hide it.

"Don't be shy now on me. You don't have to," he told me, using him thumb to stroke the top of my hand. "Anyways, we're here."

I look up to see what we've parked outside the restaurant. I've never been here before, so I didn't know where we were.

"Where are we Bren?" I asked, as he, once again, opened my door for me. I got out and reconnected our hands.

"Well beautiful, we're at The Noe. It's an outdoor, rooftop restaurant. It has some weird food, but I figured we could try something new," he explained.

"As long as I'm with you, I'm up for anything," I told him. It was his turn to blush. "Don't try and hide it from me Urie, you're blushing!"

"I am not blushing, men don't blush."

"Then you're not a man, because you are definitely blushing!"

"Fine, maybe I am, but I'm not the only one who has today," he said, referring to just a few minutes before.

"Shut up!"

~~~~~

"Brendon, that was amazing! How did you find out about that place?"

"I've heard of it, but never had the chance to go. I'm glad my first time there could be with you," he said, reconnecting our hands as we walked out of the restaurant.

When we made it to my car, he went to open the door for me but I stopped him.

"Not so fast mister. I have another destination in mind, if that's alright with you."

"Any excuse to spend more time with you," he said, and ran around to the driver's side and opened that door. I rolled my eyes and got in, and he ran back around to his side and opened that door for himself. I reconnected our hands once we were out of the parking lot.

~~~~~

"Really? An ice cream parlor? What are you 14 and on your first date?" He mocked me.

"Well I don't know about in the States, but it's really different 'down under'," I tell him and get out of the car. He follows me and grabs my hand before we go in. I give him a minute to decide before telling the worker my order.

"I'm assuming you want your usual, Camari?" She asks and I nod.

"And I'll have what ever size she's getting of the sea salt and caramel," Brendon orders, she nods and turns to get our orders. He turns to my, and I look down. "I'm assuming you cone here often, would that be true?"

"Yes, but in my defense I live right across the street, and they're open late!"

"I'm not blaming you! I was just wondering," he said as we were handed our ice creams. I immediately went to lick mine once we sat at the table, but Brendon stopped me.

"We should get a picture with these so we'll remember meeting for the first time," he said, pulling out his phone. I knew he wasn't saying how this was a date so nobody else in here heard and told the media. I'm surprised neither of us had been recognized yet.

"Alright, fine. But you better hurry, I don't want my ice cream to melt," I tell him and smile as he takes the picture. As soon as he is done though, I start on my ice cream. He laughs and shakes his head at me before eating his as well.

"Well, how was it?" I asked him. We were walking around the small park next to my apartment building, avoiding going our separate ways, as this could be the only time we see each other for a while.

"I can see why you like that place so much. Their ice cream was so good!"

"It's perfect for late at night ice cream cravings. That's mainly why they know me," I confess and he laughs. I let put a yawn and step closer into his shoulder. He had his arm around my shoulders and I had mine around his waist.

"I think it's time to do the inevitable. Let me walk you to your apartment," he says, turning us around.

"But I'm not tired, and it's not that late," I try to tell him, but another yawn comes out after.

"Cam, it's nearly 1 am. You have filming tomorrow."

"But I don't want to leave you!"

"I'm always just a text away beautiful."

"As am I," I say as we enter my apartment building.

"I had an amazing time with you tonight Cam."

"Well I had a fantastic time with you too, Bren," I said as we got into the elevator. I pushed the 7th floor button and we started going up. "When are we going to see each other again?"

"Soon. It definitely won't take us nearly two months to meet again, I won't allow it."

"I don't think I could handle that now that I've met you," I confess as the elevator doors open. I start leading us to where my door is and he follows.

"Neither could I."

"Well, this is it," I tell him, stopping in front of my door. "I guess I'll see y-"

I stopped as soon as his lips hit mine mid-sentence. I immediately kissed him back and felt my eyes close. I'm not sure how long we were like that, but he pulled away and we both straightened up.

"I hope that was ok, I've been wanting to do that all night," he confessed, and I nodded, knowing words would fail me in this second of time. "Alright. Good night beautiful, and I'll see you later."

"Bye Bren," I said as he started to walk away, my voice returning to me.

"Bye beautiful."

I unlocked my apartment and went inside, relocking it behind me. I turned and leaned against my door, going over what had happened in my mind.

I had just kissed Brendon Freaking Urie.

Before she came over and kicked my door in, I turned my phone on to call Addilyn, but saw the messages from her first.

What the hell Jacobs?!?! You're with Brendon and you didn't tell me you were meeting him!

You better respond to me right now or I'm going to strangle you!

Ugh, fine. Go have fun on your date, but remember to use protection.

I called her, and she immediately answered.

"Hello?"

"BRENDON AND I KISSED!"

"WHAT?!?!" She screamed into the phone.

"Yeah, I just go home and before we were walking in the park and I started getting tired so he walked me to my door where he kissed me!"

"Oh my god!"

Our conversation continued on like this until nearly 2 am when I finally went to sleep, while she was still on the phone.

You're welcome.