"You sure you're not coming out tonight" Norman pleaded as he and Andy walked towards their cars.

"No dude, I'm so tired" Andy could barely even keep his eyes open as he finished his third coffee that day. At the end of another 13 hour day he didn't know where Norman got his energy from. "Besides, I actually have to work tomorrow!"

"Danai is coming, she has work tomorrow..." The trademark Reedus grin filled his face. Andy didn't respond, he just smiled coyly. Him and Danai had been keeping their blossoming relationship under wraps the past few weeks, but quite a few of the cast and crew had started to work out that something was going on.

"Suit yourself" Norman mock-sulked "give me a chance to make some new friends who don't sneak off to their trailer for a quickie every lunch time."

"Get out of here!" Andy was laughing now.

"Ok see you next week, man." They hugged goodbye and got in their cars. Andy was looking forward to getting home and going straight to bed.

...

He was just about to get into bed when his phone buzzed. It was Danai.

"Hey. Miss you tonight"

He sat down on the bed smiling.

"You too, you having a nice time?"

"Yeah it's fun, the band is good. Norman said to tell you he loves you."

"Tell him 'fuck you.'"

"You boys! Lol. What you up to?"

"Just going to bed, wishing you were here ;-)"

"You don't mean that, you'll be asleep within 5 minutes I bet."

"You're right, I will."

"Ok baby I'll leave you to sleep. Night night."

"See you tomorrow, can't wait! Night x"

He set his phone down on the bedside table, smiling at her still thinking of him while she was out having fun. Danai was right, as soon as his head hit the pillow he was asleep.

...

The next morning, Andy walked into the make up trailer to the sound of giggles. Danai, Lauren and Christian were all there already looking remarkably fresh faced considering they'd been out the night before.

"Hey guys! Good night last night?" He said as he sat down in the chair to get his face decorated with blood and dirt.

"Yeah, ask Danai! She definitely had a good night?" Laughed Lauren. Andy looked at her quizzically.

"Guys stop it! I told you he's just a guy I met filming Black Panther!" Danai was looking at Andy now, he hoped his face wasn't conveying the feeling he'd just been punched in the stomach. He hoped he was giving her a nonchalant smile, in truth it felt more like a grimace.

"Oh really?" His mouth was so dry he could barely get the words out. They had never said they were exclusive, but he didn't think they had to. Why did he feel angry at her? He always prided himself on not being a jealous person, he knew he didn't have the full story, he knew it was probably nothing...Why couldn't he breathe?

"He's gay!" Danai let out with a cackle. "He lives by me! We shared a cab home! He went to the house where he lives, with his HUSBAND!"

"So you keep saying, but the way you were dancing...I'm not sure!" Christian chimed in now, mimicking the alleged dance moves. Danai laughed it off but didn't say anything more about it.

Andy tried to focus all his energy into arranging his face into a neutral expression, though he normally avoided looking in the mirror he stared straight ahead. He saw out of the corner of his eye that Danai was looking at him with raised eyebrows. He could hear Lauren and Christian move onto another topic of conversation, he felt rude not chatting to Kerry who was doing his make up. He didn't trust himself to speak, still unsure why he felt a burning sensation in the pit of his stomach.

"Ok you're good to go" said the voice behind him. He had 20 minutes at least til he needed to be on set, normally he would stick around and chat, but he decided to head back to his trailer.

"HEY!" Came her voice behind him, he stopped but didn't turn round. Danai was running to catch up with him. He was not as good an actor as he thought, she clearly knew something was up. And, he noted as she finally caught up with him, she didn't look impressed.

"You wanna tell me what that was all about?" She was giving him a chance to explain himself.

"What?" He tried to buy himself more time, tried to arrange his thoughts to avoid a confrontation.

"You saying about two words to me! You clamming up and going weird when we were talking about Eric! You not making eye contact with me! You rushing out the make up trailer when the blood wasn't even dry on your face!"

"It's nothing I just... Didn't know you were meeting a friend last night." He knew it was wrong as soon as he said it, he knew how stupid it sounded, he knew it wasn't even what he wanted to say.

"Do I need permission from you to meet up with people now?"

"Not at all...It's just..." He trailed off. "I just thought you'd hooked up with someone that's all..." Why couldn't he just stop talking.

"You don't trust me?! Andy he's gay, and even if he wasn't..."

"I know...I know..." They were at the door of her trailer now, it was clear he wasn't going to be invited in. He stayed at the bottom of the steps "can we talk about this later?"

"I think you've said all you need to. I didn't think you were like this Andy." She went into her trailer and closed the door.

He stayed at the bottom of the steps, looking at her closed door. "I didn't either" he thought.

...

The rest of the day was a blur. Rick and Michonne talked a lot, Danai and Andy did not. After each scene she would start up conversations with someone else, never excluding him, but never looking at him if he joined in. There were none of the usual smiles she would give him, no playful banter in between scenes. Nothing to suggest they were anything more than casual colleagues. Andy cursed himself, the feeling like he'd been punched in the stomach had been there since the morning and now felt like he was carrying a lead weight around.

There was so much he wanted to say to Danai, but she made it pretty obvious all day that she didn't want to hear it. He felt like an idiot for reacting so strongly to such a small innocent thing. He hadn't felt like that before, all his emotions flooded to the surface faster than he could get a handle on. He drove home cursing himself, wondering if she'd ever let him try and make it up to her.

Tell her not to go

I ain't holding on no more

Tell her something in my mind

Freezes up from time to time