Troian's POV

I need to find him. I'm not going to give us up that easily. No, I won't, never. I would've stormed into his trailer like he did to me, but realized I had to film a scene in a little. I head to wardrobe to let Mandi double check my outfit. She adjusts my olive green jumpsuit and fluffs my hair a little before I walk over to the studio. "Just in time, Troian. Come on," one of put our executive producers, Oliver Goldstick grabs my wrist. I spot Ashley Benson and Laura Leighton walking towards us. "You guys have a scene after?" I question the "Marins" as soon as Oliver lets go of me. "Yep, thought we'd watch your scene with Keegan. Sex scenes are always the funniest," she teases me and I lightly punch her arm hoping I don't look suspicious.

I hear Keegan's voice and whirl around, "Hey." He nods in response before turning back to I. Marlene King, another one of our executive producers to discuss the scene. She motions me over and I obediently go. "So Toby just got back from London. You haven't seen him in a while, I need Spencer to seem needy and desperate. Like it's forbidden almost, got it?" she questions us. "Got it," my co-star and I respond at the same time.

"Great," she smiles before yelling out an order, "EVERYBODY PLACES." The crew scurries to surround us with microphones and cameras. "3... 2....1... action," the last part is barely audible as Keegan puts his arms around my waist while my hands cling to his back. I look into his beautiful eyes once before our lips are forced together by the script. I think back to the practice runs and move us closer to Spencer's extravagant bed and move my hands to his face, careful not to bump into the wooden pole. We separate for a quick few seconds while he carefully peels off his shirt and gently sets it behind him.

He throws us onto the soft cushion and I let out a giggle, embracing my character. We continue to follow our script and repeat it a few more times as we do with every scene.

After we've done enough kissing for a lifetime I grab a water from the nearby table and chug it down. I would attempt to track Keegan down and apologize but know it's no use. Not with everyone here. I try to remember if he has anymore scenes today and realize he doesn't so finally let myself go after him.

He walks in the direction of his trailer and shockingly doesn't hear me since the area is pretty quiet and I'm making no attempt to meet that level of peace. Before my hand can reach the door I hear a voice call out my name, "Troian?" Lucy comes over with her whole Aria get-up on and stops me from making a poor decision. "I talked to him... earlier. He said he just needs some space from you. But, I can talk to him if you want," like a good friend she offers her assistance.

"Thanks Lucifer, that would really help actually," I give her an appreciative smile. "No problem," she flashes a row of pearly teeth before climbing up the three metal steps to Keegan's door. She opens it and steps into the air conditioning and I make another bad decision. I climb to the back of the building and find a window that's barely open. Although I can't see anything I can still hear, barely, over the throb of the power.

"She doesn't suspect a thing?" Keegan's smooth voice sends chills down my spine. "Nothing," I hear a voice with a slight country twang to it say. "Good, I don't want anyone to know yet," he replies and I hear a scooting sound. "But when can we tell people babe?" the girl who I thought was my friend croons. What the fuck is going on. I try to refrain from killing the brunette and continue to listen. "Soon... us dating will change the atmosphere of the set. Anddd it will make love scenes with Troian and Ian even more awkward.

"Ok, you always know what to do," the tiny female says and I hear what I infer is a kiss.

That bitch will pay for this.