Wildest Dreams ~~~ H.S

13.

"Harry?" I knock on the door of his dressing room. I know it was a bit early, but I wanted to know if things were going okay for him with all of the new drama. I feel so bad for him. I know it's my fault that all of this happened. I should have just stayed bored and alone in my hotel room like I normally do. 

Why did I think it was a good idea to go out on Saturday?

Nobody answers. I saw him walk in though, so he has to be in here. "Harry, are you alright? Can I come in?" 

There is still response. "Do you need help?" I give him 30 more seconds to reply, but he still doesn't say anything. "Harry, I'm coming in."

I open the door and the lights are off. I flip the switch, and Harry is lying on his couch. I turn off the lights again and close the door. I guess I can talk to him about this later. I turn around and see Greta. 

Her arms are crossed and she is glaring at me. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Oh, I was just-"

She interrupts me. "I don't want to hear any of your lame excuses."

"What? I was just going to-" 

She cuts me off again. "Don't lie to me. I'm going to tell John what you were doing. Maybe then he will finally realize that you don't belong here, in this movie, and your role."

"What are you talk-" Before I can even say anything, someone speaks over me again. But this time it isn't Greta, it's Harry. 

"That wasn't kind. You didn't even give her a chance to speak," He places his hand on my shoulder. "She didn't do anything wrong, and this also doesn't concern you."

Greta glares at me one last time. "Fine, but only because you said so. But next time I see that, I will speak to John." She walks down the hallway and into her dressing room. What is her problem?

"Sorry about that." I look at Harry and start to walk back to my dressing room, forgetting the reason I came.

"Wait! It's fine, but did you need to talk to me?" He leads me into the spacious room and closes the door behind me.

"Well, I was just wondering how you were doing with.. all of this.. drama?" He looks at me sympathetically. "I wanted to know if everything was fine, because I know that it's my fault these pictures happened, because if I didn't go out for no reason, nothing would have happened. And now your manager might get mad at you when it's not your fault, and-"

"Woah, calm down, Rae." I already feel calm since he seems so relaxed about everything.

"But-"

"No buts. You didn't do anything wrong, and it's not your fault that you wanted to go out because you were bored. I am doing alright. I don't mind. Just take a deep breath. You don't need to worry about me, okay?"

"I do have to worry about! That's one of the duties that is in the friendship rulebook. Are you sure you are okay though?" 

He places his hands on my shoulders. "Rae, I am okay."

"Promise?" I ask as I hold out my hand to shake his.

"Promise," We shake hands and he smiles softly. "Now go get ready, we are going over blocking then filming right after!" I look at the clock and see that it's nearly 6:15. We start at 6:45, so I need to hurry up.

I run to my dressing room that's next door and get into the black leggings and white sweater that the costume designer picked out for me. The hairdresser does my hair, and it looks so good. Then she does my makeup, which also looks amazing.

"Thank you so much!" I say to the people who helped me get ready. They wave and smile. Everyone is so nice, and always make me laugh. I run out the door, and Harry is already standing outside, waiting for me.

"Let's go! It's 6:43, we got to run!" I grab Harry's arm and drag him behind me. I feel him trip over his feet when he tries to catch up. When we get to the set, John is waiting for us. We don't waist any time and go over blocking right away.

I just wish the movie wouldn't end. That way, we could film forever. I would be able to see Harry and Diana every day. This wouldn't have to stop. I never enjoyed my past movies as much as I do now. 

I shaken out of my thoughts. Everyone is looking at me, and Harry has his hands gripped on my upper arms. "Huh?" I missed every word if anyone said something.

"We were blocking, but you were just... staring into space?" Harry says, a worried tone in his voice. I know he thinks that I was stressing over the pictures and videos.

"Oh. Sorry! I will pay attention now, I don't know what happened."

John nods, and we go over blocking for a second time. We finish, and John goes to the restroom before we start filming. Diana taps me on the shoulder while we wait for him, and I jump.

"You need to stop doing that!" I yell, trying to keep my balance.

She laughs and says, "Never. It's hilarious to see your reaction. It gets better every time," She motions her hand for me to come closer so she can whisper in my ear. "But are you alright? Don't stress over the leaked photos, everyone will forget about them in like three weeks."

"Aw, are you worried about me?" I say in a mimicking voice. She punches me in the shoulder.

"A mother has to worry about her daughter." We hug while laughing until John comes back.

We begin to film, but I keep forgetting my lines. "Again," says John. "Remember to learn your lines before filming!" He says to everyone. I feel embarrassed. We have to film the same scene 4 times because I kept forgetting.

I just couldn't focus. I don't know what it was, I just didn't want the movie to end. I know it isn't ending any time soon, but I don't like to think about it. What will happen with my friendships with Harry and Diana? Will I still hangout with them a lot? 

I jolt when I hear John yell at me. "Sorry!" I say. I think I could punch a wall right now.

Finally, I get my lines right, without messing up, forgetting, or being bland. Harry walks over to me after the scene is done. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm okay, I promise! I don't know why that kept happening." Harry nods and gives a tight hug.

"Would you tell me if you weren't feeling okay?"

"Yes." I say. I wish I could just say 'Harry, I assure you nothing is wrong', but I know that if I said that, he would think something is wrong. I'm just worried for when the movie ends. I guess I shouldn't stress about that if it's not for a long time.

A scream echoes through the set. "Andrea!" It's John. I look over at him and see Greta behind him, with her arms crossed.

Darn it.

Author's note:

hey luvs! hope you liked the chapter. i can only update 3 times today because i'm with my grandparents. but see you guys tomorrow! bye luvs ❤️