AN: Hey! I'm once again I am so so sorry for missing updates. Thank you though for having hope in me. I am still working on requests I was given months ago due to the stress and the amount of homework from school. But I managed this time. Ahahaha. So, umm, happy early Halloween (or if you celebrate something else) and thank you so much for clicking on my story. I have actually been reading other stories in my absence, and they are giving me inspiration for my own stories. So more is gonna come soon. And I am currently writing a new story (seventeen chapters so far) so please look out for that. Sorry for such a long AN. Enjoy!

Acting

I can't do it anymore. It is a lot more than a stupid movie. How can I carry on acting if it's not even acting anymore?

My hand brushes against his, and electricity races through my body. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

"You guys ready for another take?" The director asks.

I open my eyes and hungrily start chewing on my lip, "Sure, umm, whatever. Scene five, right?" I say, trying to come across as nonchalent.

I immediately feel the spotlight on me as I walk to my place. I start to sway from side to side nervously before sitting down on the sofa.

Maybe if I just bite my lip and keep in my pain I can go back to my hotel room and cry it out later?

I tune out when the director announces which scene and take it is. Instead, I'm thinking of possible ways to stop myself from breaking down later.

"-And action!" That sure snaps me back into reality (well, sort of reality).

My mind goes blank. I can't remember my line whatsoever. I don't know what to do.

"Cut!"

"I'm so sorry." I sigh, "I don't know what's wrong with me."

"It's fine, honey, we all forget." A lady says before running up to me with a script.

I scan the paper quickly, letting everything come back to me. But my eyes struggle keeping all of my attention on the script, I catch myself looking over at the brunette.

I know I can't keep chickening out and I know exactly what happens in this scene, but that I can worry about when the time comes.

"Okay, another take, everyone!"

I try to calm myself by closing my eyes again. But all I can see are the pair of chocolate brown eyes, staring right back at me. I shake the thought out of my head as I open my eyes, just in time for the scene to start.

"-And action!"

I take a deep breath and stand up, placing my hands in my pockets.

"Can you tell me why you were out until stupid o'clock last night!?" My character's mum asks.

I, still in character, shake my head.

There's no point me having to listen to her character's lines, because I know them off by heart anyway. I had to take my mind off of Freddie so I decided to memorize everybody else's lines too. Not strange at all.

"-Well, Lilliana? What do you have to say?"

"Okay, fine!" I yell, completely forgetting I am supposed to Lilliana, "I'm sorry, Tatiana, okay? I couldn't help it! Freddie was just there and it was late and I just..."

"We are in the middle of a scene. What are you talking about, Sam?" The director asks me.

I am definitely in it now. I hear the bell go off, signalling we are finished for the day. But no one looks like they are going anywhere for a while.

"Uh..."

At that very second, Freddie walks through the fake door.

"Have I missed my cue or something?" He asks.

The director shakes his head, "No, but we have a nice little confession here."

I bow my head, "Look, we were practising lines and it was late and I just couldn't stop myself... I'm so sorry, Tatiana."

Everyone looks extremely confused.

"Uh, what?" Freddie fake chuckles, trying to brighten up the mood.

Tatiana, looking truly heartbroken, steps forward from behind the cameras, "Is this true, Freddie?"

I feel so guilty. But that secret was getting me all worked up. It is a good feeling to have it out into the open.

"I'm sorry, Tati. Yeah, it is..." Freddie admits.

I step in front of him though, "But I kissed him! Don't dump him for something I did!"

The redhead actually has the guts to push me out of the way, "Freddie, I can't date someone who would do that to me. I don't care who started it! We are over!" She storms out, "And so is this movie!"

The director, Devon, stands up, "And, umm, despite what my daughter just said, we are not ending this movie." We all breathe sighs of relief, "Now, get back to work! Scene 5! You are not going home until we have this scene nailed!"

I could definitely hear the anger in his voice.

I know I shouldn't have done what I did and I knew it was wrong right after I did it but kissing Freddie wasn't the biggest mistake I had ever made, it was letting him go in the first place.

...

"Sam, we need to talk now." I feel a warm hand placed on my shoulder.

I nod and turn around to see familiar brown eyes looking at me.

"I know why you did it." He tells me. I raise an eyebrow and wonder how he knows that, "You, umm, really put passion into that kiss."

"Yeahhhh..." I sigh, "And Tati had to be ready for this, considering we are supposed to be playing a couple in this movie. There are at least twenty kisses." My eyes widen, "Not that I've counted or anything because that would be insane."

"Oh, so I'm insane?" He asks me, while smirking, "By the way, there are actually twenty four kisses between our two characters."

I laugh at his precise comment, "You know everything, nub. But, umm, you're not upset that you were just dumped, are you?"

His smirk fades into a small smile, "I'm a little sad, but I think it was for the best anyway. She wasn't really my type to be honest..."

"Oh?" I tease, "So, what is your type? On a completely unrelated note."

"Isn't it obviously?" Freddie puts his arm around my shoulders, "Someone confusing. Someone who loves meat. Someone who never lets me pick the movie. Someone who loves to make me spend money on them, not that I mind of course. Someone who loves me. Someone who, even though they loves me, still makes fun of me, just to keep the tradition alive."

"Hmm, I know someone who is exactly like that." I comment sarcastically, "I can ask her if you want."

"I need to ask her out first."

"Well, I'm-I mean, she's waiting."

"Well, will she go out with me?"

"First, she has a few conditions." I say, trying to push my luck, "One, you buy her food whenever. Two, you make sure she doesn't have to watch a boring movie, although she will probably pick the movie anyway. Three, never say no to a kiss. And she think that's about it."

"Okay, I, Freddie Benson, promise to keep all of her rules." He laughs, reminding me of when I made him do this last time we started dating.

"Then she guesses she will think about it..." I start to jokily walk away.

"Has she thought about it yet?"

"She never had to think." I run up to him and go on my tippy toes so I can lean up to kiss him.

He's definitely gotten taller. And more muscular, not that I've noticed. Lie. I can't help but notice.

...

Finally, after an uncountable number of takes, we finish scene five.

It is pretty cool how it finally turns out...

Lilliana takes a deep breath and stands up, placing her hands in her pockets.

"Can you tell me why you were out until stupid o'clock last night!?" Lilliana' mum asks.

Lilliana shakes her head.

"I thought I could trust you with a later curfew. And don't you dare tell me you were out with that boy or I will ground you until you're ninety!"

Lilliana's eyes widen, "Ninety?" She whispers/yells.

"Nineeeeety. Well, what do you have to say?"

"I'm sorry..." She sighs, "And, no, I wasn't out with that boy. But I wish I was."

"Lies! All lies!" Her mother storms off upstairs.

Suddenly, the front door opens and Lilliana jumps at the sound of a familiar voice.

"Hey, Lil-"

"You can't be here!" She tells Nate, her body goes tense. But seconds later, she simply shrugs, "Oh, what the hell!" She yells before throwing herself at her boyfriend and giving him a kiss.

"Let me guess, your mum went crazy because you came home late?" He asks, pulling himself away from her.

"She thinks we actually went out last night. How dumb can she be?!"

"But we did go out last night."

"Not technically. The cinema isn't outside, it's inside. So we did stay in."

"Vampire Hideway is actually supposed to be a really good movie..."

"I wouldn't know since I didn't even get to watch it." She laughs, "And if it was that good, explain why the cinema was empty."

"I don't know. But I guess it was good the cinema was empty."

"True..."

Loud footsteps are heard on the stairs.

"You need to go." Lilliana says, pushing Nate out of the door, "Not before a kiss though."

...

I am walking back to my hotel room, Freddie wraps his jacket around me as we approach my room door.

"So, umm, I guess we have to say goodnight." I say dumbly, blurting out the first few sentence which come to my mind.

"Yeah, I guess so."

I hand him back his jacket, "And thanks. I'll remember to bring my sweater to filming with me tomorrow."

"Eh, I don't mind you borrowing mine." He shrugs, "Tonight has actually been good. Despite the fact I was dumped and that we had to stay three hours later than usual."

"Yeahhh... They were both sorta my fault-"

"No." He says firmly, "They weren't your fault at all."

"But I-"

"Let's just drop the subject." He suggests. I nod and smile lightly.

"So, umm, goodnight then." I say lamely.

"Night, Princess Puckett." Freddie chuckles.

"Night, Prince Nub."

I lean up to give him a quick kiss goodnight before dragging myself into my hotel room.

The room is dark and I can't be bothered turning the light on. I slam the door behind me and I make my way over to the tv, and turn on Girly Cow. The lack of light coming from the tv isn't a great help but I manage to climb into bed. I eventually give in and turn the light on.

After reading over the script for tomorrow, I turn the tv off and turn the light off. As I close my eyes, my phone beside me vibrates. I open my eyes and roll them at how ridiculously coincidental that is.

I open the message:

From Freddie 3

Hey, uh, how can I sound less stupid? I sorta lost my room key and I can't get a new one till tomorrow. x

I cry with laughter. When I finally recover, which is about two minutes later, I text him back...

To Freddie 3

Ha ha. Silly, Prince Nub. Come to mine. x

AN: Totally brilliant or totally horrible? I won't know if you don't review, lol. Reviews to me are like Sam and her ham. Ahahaha. My favourite part has got to be when Sam talks about herself in third person; I have got to say that that was a little confusing for me to write. Thank you for reading!