I said goodbye to Tom who looked clueless and tried to reach Rami, I watched as he climbed into an Uber and I stood there. God! What difference could I make one day, last night I saw him leave with love in a car after our date, and now he had really left me lying ?! I felt the fury take over my body and this increase more when it took 40 minutes to get a taxi so when I finally got to the set I was FURIOUS.
I walked inside the set with strong footsteps calling everyone's attention there, I made my way through the trailers with my fixed goal. When I finally visualized Rami's trailer I watched him outside, it was the first time I saw Rami smoking outside his character. His face was serious and the cigarette on his lips only made his face look finer.
- Would you rather leave me lying before telling me something? - I said crossing my arms in a hostile gesture.
He lifted his eyes from the ground and watched me, our icy looks met
- You looked very busy - was his answer
- Oh, come on! Seriously? - I replied feeling more upset
- You told me that a friend would spend the night at your house ...
- Yes, Tom is my friend
- Bullshit - took the cigarette to his lips - I never thought it was him
- And what is the difference? Tom is my friend - I defend myself
- Is your ex! - he finally exploded
- And exes can't be friends?!
- He still loves you
- You saw him for five seconds, how do you know that?!
- Because I know!
- God! - I said exasperated - It's just my friend!
- He is your ex!
- So is Portia - I finally burst
- That is different
- How?! It is exactly the same! If you do not believe me that Tom is just my friend why I should believe that she is just a friend
- I work with her - he defended himself
- Tom and I have known each other for more than ten years and we're just friends - I repeated for what I felt the tenth time
We looked at each other hostile. He took the cigarette back to his lips but before he could, I took it away and brought it to my lips, his eyes followed carefully the movement of my lips and I felt a chill down my spine. God, I could not be feeling these things when I was so mad at him
- Guys - Roger and Brian interrupted our Cold War
- Are you okay? - Bri apparently felt the bad vibes between the two of us
Rami cleared his throat and nodded, I extended the cigarette back to its owner as if it were some ridiculous way to have contact with him despite our fight. Rami brought it to his lips and I sighed frustrated