I finish Arlo's makeup and I was packing up, while he put in his contacts.
"You look insane in those by the way," I chuckle out lifting my head to point out his eyes.
"What do you mean?" He asks in a soft concerned voice.
"I mean, the white contacts seem a bit odd on a kids t.v. show, I honestly prefer.." I pause and lock up my makeup. "Never mind," I say turing around to leave but he grabs my arm, I turn back around.
"Prefer what?" He whispers connecting his white eyes with mine.
"TIME TO BE IN SET!!" Jimmy yells far away from the door which causes me to smile and look down.
"While I guess the star has to go," I open the door for him and force myself to smile harder.
"Answer my question first," he whispers shutting the door again.
" I prefer your natural eye color..." I whispered back and he smiles lightly. He opened the door and walked out. I felt my heart drop. Oh fuck he knows I like him!
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Trust me... { Arlo Dittman x Reader}
Random"ARLO!" I yell tears flowing down my face and he turns around angrily. I continued, "I know you're angry and I know you didn't have much of a child hood. But if you want this" I point us then then the studio "or that to work you need to trust me...b...
