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Trains pulling in and out of the station, sea of people rushing though, drowning in their thoughts, sorrows and happiness.

Six years ago it was here, that he saw her for the first time. Sitting all alone on the metal bench, waiting for the train and nervously clutching her handbag.

Brooklyn effect, he thought.

He sat opposite her, staring like a fool. He just couldn't tear his eyes away.

She barely had any make up on but was disturbingly beautiful. Dark blonde hair were flying in the wind, and he almost laughed out loud when he saw her battling strands of them, so it won't get stuck in the lip gloss.

"Women issues..." – Ed uttered under the nose.

"Sorry?" – Her head shot up. He gawped at her in a surprise. "Were you talking to me?" – She asked again.

"Umm..No. I mean yeah. Hi..." – Ed mumbled hastily. Shit shit shit, he thought. What the hell do I suppose to say to her?

"Wow! Are you English?" – She spontaneously asked with a slight hint of hope.

"No...I am French"

"Really? You do not sound like one"- she frowned.

"No, I do not. But not having an accent, doesn't define one as not being a Frenchman, does it now?" – Ed cheekily replied.

"I suppose, not..." – Girl looked rather bewildered at this point.

"Hi. If I may – my name is Ed and I'm from England."

"Ed from England? So you ARE British?" – She squinted.

"That's right ma'am."

"Fuck you, basically"- blonde threw a killer at him.

"If that is your name, you have extremely bizarre parents." – Ed could barely keep from cracking a smile.

For a second there was a silence, and then she burst out laughing.

"Hey! I am Leighton. Do you always lie to the girls like that?"

"Do you always tell all nervous guys to fuck off, basically?" – He now smiled openly and felt warmth spreading in his chest. Damn, this girl was cute, funny, and adorable and all other perfect nouns there were.

"Ha ha ha. No, not all. Only the SPECIAL ones."

"Should I be flattered or rather offended?"

"Well, it's really your choice!"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Why were you looking so nervous? Is it the first time you are in Brooklyn?"

"ummm.. No... I am actually going for a job interview of sort."

"What do you do, if I may ask?"

"An actress. I'm on the way to an audition for this new TV series. So, yeah, I am kind of anxious. To say the least." – Blonde rolled her eyes.

"You won't believe me just now, but me too! Well, I actually auditioned twice already and will get final call if lucky on Friday!"

"Oh my god!"

"What?" – Ed looked at her curiously.

"My train is here. Sorry...Ed. I have to go. Nice meeting you and good luck!" – She threw at him, rushing through the sea of people.

"Lei! Can I at least get your number?" – He stood up rapidly from the bench.

"If it's meant to be, you will find out!" – She replied laughing.

He sat all alone with the head down, fingers fumbling with the hair. Eyes closed, mouth barely moving as if uttering the quiet prayer.

The cool, still exterior of this young man didn't quite reflect how he felt inside. Thousands of emotions were spinning, twisting and turning inside his head. Grabbing, clenching and scrunching his gullible heart.

"She will be here"- He sighted. "She has to."

Minutes passed. Hours stacked up.

He was not giving up. He never gave up the hope of them two being together.

And today wasn't "Give up the love of your life day". Honestly, he never ever stalled his life for a girl.

Ed straightened up, stretched his tired back muscles and pulled Blackberry out of the front jeans pocket.

No messages. It felt as if even his phone was mocking him.

Gust of wind blew past, making him rub his arms and cross them on the chest. "Bloody hell..I should have taken the jacket..."

He casted the glance around the station. Almost seven years on, it seemed that nothing has changed here. Maybe, fresh coat of paint covered the same old walls; maybe, newer version of trains was pulling in and out of the stations. Maybe better looking people, with more sophisticated technology were getting in and out of them. But, in all honesty, it was exactly the same as seven years ago..

He knew then, she was damningly beautiful.

Ed closed his eyes once again. This was torture. He sighted deeply.

"Hey...You look frozen..."- Tiny soft voice whispered.

He jerked up his body towards the direction of the voice. For a second his heart stopped. Expectation was killing him.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you..."

"What are you doing here?" – He asked rather angry and frustrated.

"For starters I live in this area...no need to sound like am stalking you or something."

"Look, pardon me sounding like an arse. Really not good time for me, right now." – Ed rushed the fingers through the hair, looking apologetically towards the girl.

"It's ok, really. I should have gathered you would not want anything to do with me. Especially after the hasty exist... So yeah... I'm going to go now." – She turned around on the high heels, marching towards the other side of the platform.

That's not right, Ed thought.

"Hey, listen; don't walk away like I just murdered your puppy or something!" – He tried. One side of his brains were yelling at him for even striking a conversation with her, but his heart was saying that she was genuinely nice person.

Ok, he wasn't the chase-after-the-girl-he-didn't know type. But she deserved at least an apology.

"Hey..." – Ed stood up, walking at a snail's pace towards her. " Agusteena, right?"

"Sort of" – she frowned, but corners of her lips were giving away a slight smile.

"Seriously, you caught me at a very wrong time. I am waiting someone and..."

"She didn't show up?" – Agustina asked.

"How do you even know it was her?" – Ed looked caught.

"Call it womanly psychic sense?" – She rolled her eyes.

"Oh! So now you are psychic too?"

"Boy.. You know nothing about me. So do not dare to judge."

"As if you weren't judging me just now..." – He raised his eyebrow.

"No, I didn't. But thought you looked rather frozen." – She retorted. "I was going to offer you my sweater..."

"I don't think, that would quite fit me." – Ed sniggered.

"It's the thought that counts" – Agustina offered.

She was genuinely funny, flawlessly distracting him from miserable thoughts and foul mood, he thought to of a sudden, his phone bleeped.

Samsung message

20:03

Dude, your bird just flew the country. Thought you should know.

Ed couldn't comprehend. He couldn't comprehend, why after all they went through, she was running away. Why was she always...

"Are you ok? Your look as if someone murdered your puppy..." – She tried.

"Yes. " – He managed to utter, clenching his phone harder into the palm. "Someone just did."

"Is she not coming? It's her loss, if you ask me."

"But I am not asking you! " – Ed snapped at her, swiftly realising the petite figure shrugged little. "I cannot stop being an ashole towards you, aren't I? Do you want to grab coffee or something? I am freezing!"

"My offer still stands – sweater at your disposal" – Agustina smiled.

Set Rehearsal 09:00

It had been a week since she'd called or texted him after getting back from Brazil. And though she knew he would be waiting on the other end of the phone she didn't care!

She was so damn angry! Blake briefed her that he was dating some skunk he picked up at the bar. But no! That's not enough they were going on double dates too, with Chace's new millionaire love interest – Rebecca-I-Have-Every-Single-Louboutin-In-My-Closet girl! Double effing dates, tennis matches, cinema?

She could stop herself from feeling a strong urge to pull those luscious locks of the petites head! She hated that their "ever so lovely blossoming romance" was plastered in every gossip magazine! Acute jealousy rippled though her body just even thinking about it.

And then there were her and Aaron pictures. But it seemed, not making huge impact on the fans at all. Of course, it didn't matter who was out-doing whom, but the thought of Ed finding someone else, was simply killing her!

Ed made a special effort try to impress her, to win her over, after she came back from Brazil but it was all in vain. All those freshly cut flowers, favourite Swiss chocolates, and charming notes.

This was her prerogative to be upset with him. Now that she was back...

She had waited all night for this, and although Ed wanted more from the relationship she had made it clear from the start that she wasn't ready; what more could a girl ask for?

As Leighton got out of the trailer and walked towards the casino set, she squeezed her palms together, breathing deeply with every step, feeling a shudder that made her even more nervous, albeit thrilled.

He was sitting on the chair waiting, no doubt with mounting excitement too; the earlier text message from her had seen to that.

Walking over saying nothing and showing no emotion, not even acknowledging that he was there or that she was longing for him , Leighton climbed on the stool at the BlackJack table.

Ed got up to greet her and as he leant over to kiss her, Leighton stopped him, put her finger against his lips and silenced him before he said anything.

He had a certain smugness about him that could either be because he dared to think that she finally wanted him or that some arrogance had kicked in although Leighton didn't care.

He sat back down; Ed didn't know what was going on, but what he did know was that his heart and not so romantic bone in his body were now stirring and jumping like mad.

As she brushed her hair back with her hand Ed could smell her faint perfume, he'd missed that, and when she moved her hand "accidentally" down towards her breasts, he saw her nipples were hard. He had certainly missed them. He wished he could kiss and lick them, squeeze them and bite them just the way she liked it.

Ed was observing her intently, playing with stack of chips between her fingers.

This wait was unbearable, he thought. They better hurry setting these lights up and start rolling, at least he could get away from his foolish thoughts.

All of a sudden his thoughts were interrupted by Leighton abruptly jumping off the stool and bending over to pick up couple chips from the floor. As she leaned over, her short skirt slid up just enough for him to see she wasn't wearing panties which drove him wild; shivers ran through his body and he felt the trousers tighten.

"Guys, sorry for keeping you all waiting, I am sure were all good, and learned lines appropriately. But just in case, Cassie will have scripts in hand. Let rehearsal commence..."– assistant producer voice trailed off.

Trailer 12:15pm

"We can't play this game anymore. Besides, we are back on set at 12:30", - Ed stated harshly.

"I have time".- Leighton emphasized her statement with a mock pout. There was determination in her eyes; she knew what she wanted.

"No you don't. It's 12:20. We only got about 10 minutes," he replied matter-of-factly, lazily stretching on the couch.

"That's more than enough time," - Leighton grinned devilishly, he sighed at her then, almost argumentatively, but Leighton wasn't taking "No," for an answer.

Ed wanted to grab her, take her now, slam her on the little trailer couch and take her from behind but he knew she had other things in mind.

Leighton could see the confused frustration on his face and loved the power trip.

She moved closer to him and leant forward to kiss him with the slowest and deepest kiss, he was left breathless and ready to explode, then Leigh pulled away.

She moved down towards his throbbing manhood, unfastening his trousers she gasped at how firm and excited he was. She unbuttoned her blouse and moved back and forth so that her firm naked breasts rubbed him.

Ed inhaled deeply as he felt her against him. Though she wanted to feel him inside of her , she held back intensifying the sensations that had now began to direct her. She straddled his lap with her back to him, and tenderly placed his manhood between her legs and slowly lowered onto him.

Groan escaped his tightly shut lips. Leighton's eyes rolled and she arched her back trying to control the rippling intense feelings.

She moved quicker while he thrust deeper into her, she moaned loudly as Ed squeezed her nipples until she felt it in her clit.

His thrusting made her even wetter and her muscles tightened around him, contracting and sending intense shots of ecstasy through her whole body.

Ready to come she gave in to the sensations that had built up within. Her body jolted, her legs trembled, toes curling.

Moaning loudly, her whole body felt on fire, her nipples tingled and tightened. She could feel him throb and twitch inside her.

He had come too, for that moment she cared about nothing and no one as she felt overwhelming rapture as her orgasm consumed her whole body.

Overpowering emotions released in one split second followed by aftershocks of pleasure as she felt her heart thumping heavily for him.

Neither of them moved as they looked at each other intensely. He felt that they had been the only two people that existed that afternoon.

Suddenly she separated their bodies and he felt emptiness inside.

There was a knock on the door and strong voice:

"Guys its time to go back on the set!" - They both jolted from the unanticipated sound.

"Coming!" – Leighton shouted back. She scurried away to the vanity table, pulled out few fresh wipes to clean up.

"Always prepared, aren't you?" – Ed smirked at her.

"Was she good?" – Leighton requested unexpectedly.

"Pardon?", - he starred at her stunned and confused.

"Was she better than me? It's a simple question?"

"I...Why do you even care? You left me; you went off to Brazil with that Aaron dude. You know they say ex'es stay ex'es for a good bloody reason!"

"It's none of your business!"

"That's a bit rich coming from you!"

"I didn't sleep with him, if you must know. I had to leave; you know how bad I felt after all that happened. I had to run away from..Everything.. Besides you were fucking that girl like there was no tomorrow. You were the one who...", - but she couldn't complete the sentence as Ed jumped the queue.

"Cheating? Really? So you frolicking with him in the sea, with barely-there bikini meant nothing? Oh, wait.. You were kissing too! What do I fucking suppose to think? I was waiting for you, we could have gone together to Brazil, or Jamaica, or, for fuck sakes, anywhere."

"You do not understand. Aaron is a good friend of mine. He understands me better than anyone else.."

"Well, then she is mine too. Don't be fucking hypocrite and toy with me Lei. I am tired, i feel like lovesick puppy running after you all this time"

"Ed, I.."- She looked down at her trembling hands. This shouldn't have gone this far..

"Are you free of your nonsense and ready to move forward with our relationship?" – Ed stood, leaning towards her in a one swift jump. "Look into my eyes Leighton, tell me what you want" – he gently caressed her chin. But as he tried to hold her, she brushed him off and walked out of the trailer.

Ed took his phone and rapidly typed the message:

Blackberry Message

12:31 pm

I think she is getting territorial and jealous. Maybe we can work around it? :-)