Not Without You [Chris Evans]

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Megan's POV

I learned that when you film a music video you get to hear bits and pieces of that song over and over again a crazy amount of times. Luckily, I didn't really have to do as much as Shawn. All of the vocals would be recorded at a sound stage and added in post, so this was just for reference.

The director, Jay, was really hands on and went in a completely different direction than Shawn had led me to think; it turned out he'd really liked the way we'd interacted when I'd been getting my crash courses and wanted to work some of that lightheartedness in. He'd had one of the cameramen surreptitiously filming us with a handheld camera when we were goofing around on the piano and when Shawn was teaching me the steps - little imperfections that suited the nature of the song.

The last scene we filmed was supposed to end with a kiss at the final notes, which I didn't know until we were getting ready to shoot that part.

"Gosh, I wouldn't have eaten an everything bagel for breakfast if I'd known I was going to be getting some action," I teased Shawn. "Next time I'll get lox, too."

"You would, wouldn't you?" he groaned.

"Kidding - Chris ate my everything bagel this morning before I even got downstairs. He said I took too long to get ready."

"You let him get away with that?" Shawn asked, putting his arms around me.

"Nope," I said with a grin. "I ate the cinnamon roll he'd been hiding from Scott instead - and promised Scott I'd get more just for him on my way home - which I did."

"Now Shawn, show me how you intend to kiss Megan," Jay said, coming over to us. "She's a little shorter than Allison, so we may need to make adjustments to make it work."

Shawn leaned down and gave me a fast, nervous peck before looking at the director. Jay had a very specific kind of kiss in mind, so he repositioned us and described what he wanted us to show before having us try again.

"This won't work," he declared. "She's too short Shawn; you're leaning down too far - it's awkward. Someone find a big phonebook for her to stand on."

"Not gonna lie, this isn't the first time I've had to stand on one of those," I said to Shawn with a grin as he laughed. When a crew member came back with a really fat phonebook a few minutes later, I took a picture of me on top of it to send to Sebastian, knowing he'd appreciate it. "Short girl problems. How tall are you?"

"6' 2. You?"

"5' 3 on a good day. But on the plus side I can do this now," I said, putting my arms around his neck as he laughed again. "Amazing how much difference three inches can make!"

"Alright, try that again, Shawn," the director said, having decided the phonebook made me tall enough. "Test shot first to see if this gets you both in frame a little better this time; lets see you kiss her now, Shawn."

Shawn's lips obediently covered mine, one hand on my waist and the other cupping the base of my neck. I angled my face slightly for a better connection, keeping the kiss teasingly soft and sweet. It was a little strange, kissing on demand like this.

"Perfect. Looks a lot better than before. Now do that during this take. Megan, by the time you both hit the last line, you need to be on the phonebook, okay?"

"Got it! Going down!" I said, exaggeratedly hopping down from the phone book as Shawn chuckled. Fifteen takes later, I'd only tripped over the prop twice and Jay was finally happy with the material we'd given him, as exacting as the Russos in his own way.

"That's a wrap, people!"

We got a round of applause from the crew and I let go of Shawn and stepped off the phonebook. "Yay us! Well, back to work for me now. Shawn, if you wouldn't mind, I need some proof for my roomie and Sadie, so would you take a picture with me?"