"Celia, wait!"
Celia didn't. A pink umbrella protected her carefully styled hair from the rain pouring around her. She wrapped her coat tighter around her, her face stony.
Edward called after her again, trying to keep up. "Celia!"
This time she faltered. She turned.
Edward stood, soaked through, a hand stretched out to her. Celia's face softened.
"Celia, don't leave. I'm begging you."
"Why should I stay?" she asked, voice breaking.
"Because I'm in love with you," Edward said, taking her hand. "Celia, I know you love me too. Don't do this. Give us another chance." His eyes were bright and earnest.
Celia's eyes were brimming. "Edward, I need time."
He nodded. He looked at her small hand in his.
"I…" Celia trailed off. Words failed her.
Instead she withdrew her hand from his and placed it lightly on his cheek. She leaned up and kissed him - the rain beating down around them - his arms around her waist -
"Cut. That's great. Take five and we'll go again."
As soon as she heard the director's voice Marinette unglued herself from this stranger's lips, taking a step back and wiping the manufactured raindrops off her cheek. She folded the umbrella and leaned it on the stone bench, not looking at her costar.
Usually she'd make small talk, but as pathetic as Adrien Agreste looked drenched in the fake rain, Marinette wasn't interested in making nice with him.
"It's nice working with you, Marinette," Adrien tried.
Stuck-up, daddy's boy -
"Thanks," she said tersely.
Had it been five minutes yet? She'd left her watch and phone in her trailer, knowing they wouldn't survive filming in the rain today.
Adrien pushed his dripping, blond bangs out of his eyes. "Hey - uh, would you want to grab a bite -"
"No thanks," she said decisively.
"Oh." He paused. "Uh, me neither. I was just testing you."
Was that supposed to be a joke? "Please don't talk to me," she said.
"Oh," he said. He sounded a little taken aback.
Internally she winced. Was that too cruel? She didn't know him that well. But he was insufferable. Arrogant, probably. And - she glanced up at him, almost a whole head above her - too tall.
She decided to ignore him. "Can I get a touch-up please?" As her makeup artist, Alya, headed over, she muttered under her breath - "and a mint?"
Notes:
I don't know a lot about what it's like to film a movie, so...bear with me here. Future chapters will be longer!
lucky accident update is still on the way, but I came up with this out of the blue and had to make it happen :)
you can watch the webseries kissing in the rain here: watch?v=9kMIcdMe56slist=PLs2T_dNZ-XW7q7eqkRL1VXBiyaC_5VXRW , and you definitely should - it's beautiful, and not very long.
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