Wildest Dreams ~~~ H.S

6.

Diana looks at me with a huge smirk on her face. I walk over to her as Harry walks over to the other male leads. "Why are you looking at me like that?" She bursts into laughter.

"You're really going to ask me?" She puts her arm on my shoulder. "I get that you guys were having fun, but you need to learn how to keep track of time." My jaw drops in shock.

When I look at Harry, I realize how she got that idea. His hair is all of the place because I was playing with it when he was laying in my lap. And of course, the dark circles under both of our eyes and showing up late.

I feel my cheeks flush. "I-it's not what you think! You got it all wrong," She gives me her signature sarcastic expression, trying to tell me with her eyes that she doesn't believe me. "I swear on my life that I'm not joking."

"Fine. Explain everything if it's not what it so obviously looks like."

"Well, for some reason, Harry came to my hotel room to pick me up this morning, then when ran into the elevator, but it got stuck. So after around 20 minutes, we were helped out of it, and then we ran into his car and drove here, which leads us to now." I cross my arms and give Diana sass for blaming us for something never happened.

"So I was right. Just you were in an elevator instead... That's a bit weird."

"WHAT! NO! WE WERE JUST CHILLING IN THE DARK NOT DOING ANYTHING. We were simply just sitting there doing NOTHING."

"Yeah. Right," She rolls her eyes at me and turns her head to look at Harry, who was running his fingers through his knotted hair. "Explain that if you were doing nothing."

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST TRUST ME! But I'm going to explain it anyway to save my name. So basically, we were sitting on the elevator floor and Harry's head was resting on my lap so I played with his hair. Nothing more!"

"Fine, I believe you, but I'm not even going to ask about the dark circles." I roll my eyes and walk into my dressing room. I slip into the clothing I need to wear for the scene. The hair and makeup workers doll me up and I thank them.

Harry walks out of his dressing room across from mine at the same time. He grins and asks, "You ready for the scene you were nervous about?" I feel like Elsa froze me with her ice powers when I hear him say that.

I nod, trying to hide the fact that I might die on the spot. I didn't realize how early in the movie the kiss scene is. I pretend to keep it cool and wait for director John to be ready.

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"Action!" Yells John. I feel my legs wobble underneath me, knowing I'm going to make a fool of myself. Harry and I recite our lines and it feels fine. Normally leading up to it is horrifying, but right now, I feel a little excited.

I feel the moment creeping up and time feels like it's going ten times faster than it should. Of course, Harry is in mid-speech when I cut him off. I grab his face with my hands on his jawline and kiss him.

For a moment, everything stopped. Not like everything around us did, but as if it wasn't even there anymore. It was just us. I open my eyes, realizing what I had just done. I went too early.

Harry kept acting through it, which surprised me. Even though his character is supposed to be disgusted by it, he looks at me differently. It seems like he was trying to assure me that it was fine.

Probably because I had a lot of fear in my eyes.

"And cut!" Yells director John, who is looking directly in my eyes. I open my mouth to talk but I stop myself. He walks over to me, with Diana following behind him.

"That was great. I think we should have the kiss be early in the movie. I just need less from Harry," He turns to look at Harry. "You gave a little too much." I see Harry's cheeks go red and I try my best to hold in my laugh.

"So let's do that again! It needs to be perfect." Says Diana, who is smirking at me.

She knows exactly what she's doing. That cheeky little brat.

We do the scene again, and the kiss feels just as magical. I don't ever want that magic to go away. Just as I am ready to do the next scene, Diana walks over with John again. Oh lord please save me.

"It was great again, but Harry, you gave too little this time." He nods politely and I roll my eyes at her as she struts away.

She does it again and again until John has to tell her that what we had was good. I sigh in relief and get up for lunch break. Diana walks behind me until she catches up. "I can't believe you." I say sternly.

"You're welcome."

Authors note:

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