"Remember what I told you," Chris whispers in my ear.

"I remember," I mumble looking all around us but not making eye contact with him.

We've been at the studio for six hours working no stop on the movie. I'm exhausted, hungry and grumpy.

The last scene that were filming today is the kissing scene Chris has to do with another girl. I think her name is Chloe, but I'm not sure.

In the scene, I have to act jealous and hurt, but that won't be too hard because I actually won't be acting.

Damit I'm getting protective already and we're not even dating.

"Which one is she?" I ask glancing around us trying to find Chloe.

"She's the one in the sundress," he explains nodding his head over to the right where a girl stands talking to Liam.

I laugh dryly and run my hands up and down my legs, trying to get the stickiness off them.

"I know what your thinking, so stop it," He scoffs at me and lightly smacks me in the back of the head.

Glaring at him and rubbing my head I explain, "Look at her, curves that go on for miles, she has boobs, a butt, she's short and guys love short girls," I whisper lowly keeping my gaze on the beautiful girl, "I'm tall, have hardly any boobs, and my butt can't even be seen with a magnifying glass-"

Chris harshly cuts me off, "Are you joking?"

'No, I'm not, look at me then at her."

"Butterfly look at me," He says pulling my chin towards him between his thumb and forefinger, "First of all I'm not only with you because of your looks, your hardworking, caring, sweet, you think about others, and your gorgeous that's the cherry on top."

Gazing up into his beautiful eyes, I think to myself how I got so lucky to have him in my life.

"Plus you're the model here so," He trails off with a smirk.

"Shut up," I mutter moving away from his body, making sure no one suspects anything of us.

"What it's true, I in fact like tall girls, imagine having to kiss someone so short that you're so hunched down... girl were like a power couple."

"I wouldn't call us a power couple if we're not even a couple," I remark.

Chris quickly turns his body towards me with a hurt look on his face, "Were not a couple, I thought we cleared this out?"

"The last time I checked you never asked me to be your girlfriend," I defend.

"Shit I'll get down right now on my knee and ask you right here right now." He makes a move to crouch down on the floor, I quickly grab his ear and yank him back up, "Ow!" He says staggering back holding his ear and looking at me like I killed his cat.

"Are you serious dude, were supposed to be a secret," I harshly whisper up to him.

"I want the whole world to know that your mine and no one else's," He defends crossing his arms across his chest with a childish look on his face.

"And I want nothing more than the same, but if we want to make it out of this, then we have to keep this between us."

"Fine," He mumbles looking away from me.

"Everyone get ready!" Liam calls out.

We all gather around where he sits in his chair and wait for his instructions.

"You all know what your job is in this scene right?"

Multiple 'yes' echo around the room, "Great, get in your positions then." Liam says sternly at us.

"Rember Lola what I said," Chris says while walking backwards to where he was requested.

Not finding the energy to talk I give him a thumbs up and turn around and make my way towards where I should be.

***

Standing inside the fake bedroom studio I look down from the window and see Chris and Chloe standing beside each other talking and laughing. Chloe reaches out and runs her hand down Chris's arm as she laughs and looks up at him through her fake lashes.

Gripping the window seel with anger I turn around and find Liam staring at me, "What?" I ask.

"Nothing," He says putting his hands up in 'surrender' and looks down at the scrip in his hand.

"Alright, guy's get ready!" He calls out to us.

Stretching my arms and cracking my neck, I breathe in and out getting ready to play my part.

"Quiet on set!" Liam calls, "Slate in, sound rolling, camera rolling."

"Action!"

***

Finally being able to leave the studio after eight hours of non-stop acting, Chris insists that I go over to his apartment. I deny at first but after several minutes of begging from Chris, I cave.

"Did I ever tell you how much I love your place?," I say observing the modern, clean space around me.

"Thank's I designed it myself," He says as he walks to the kitchen and pours himself a glass of water. "You want?" he asks nodding with his head towards the glass in his hand.

"No," I answer softly.

Normally I would feel all hot and bothered seeing water droplets on Chris's lip due to the water he's messily drinking.

Yes, I know what you're thinking, how the heck is he drinking messily? I have no idea... don't ask.

I clear my throat and build up the courage for what I'm about to do, "Actually where's your bathroom?"

"Down the hall to the right," he explains, waiting for me to leave patiently.

"Well come on," I say destring down to the hall.

"You want me," he says gesturing to himself with his thumb, "To come to the washroom with you?" he asks huskily.

"Of course come on," I say making my way to the washroom.

Chris slams his glass down on the counter from behind me and quickly follows me, "Say less," he says happily.

Once both of us step into the washroom, he closes the door and pushes me against it and try's to attach his lips to my own.

I dodge his lips and push him back by his shoulders.

"Sit," I demand as I point to the counter.

"What why?" he asks confused.

"I said, sit on top of the counter," he casts me a look of concern and sits on top of the counter.

"Where's your wipes at?"

"In the draw to your left."

I squat down and pull open the draw, I pull out the baby wipes once I spot them and grab one and stand in between his legs.

"What are you doing?" Chris asks as I slam the wipe against his lips.

Chris moves his torso back on defence and stares at me in shock, "What the hell are you doing?"

"If you want any kisses from me I have to wipe your mouth from that damn kiss you had with Chloe," I say sternly putting my hands on my hips.

He nods his head and moves it closer to mine, I wipe his mouth gently, even his arms from where she was touching him.

I then demand him to brush his teeth and gargle with Listerine, he laughs and proceeds to tell me my protectiveness is 'sexy'.

"All good now?" he asks as he wipes his mouth on a towel.

"All better," I whisper wrapping my arms around his neck as his come to my waist.

"Can I kiss you now?" he rasps while moving his head to my neck.

"Yes you can sir," I say as I feel him place a delicate kiss on the base of my throat.

Chris moves his head up, but before they can attach like how both of us so badly craved, the doorbell rings.

I tense when I hear Dante's ugly shouts come from behind the door across the apartment.

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