Justine sat in her apartment at 8:55, ready to leave, but wondering if she should cancel. Something had happened between her and Toby in that audition room and she wasn't sure what to do. She replayed the kiss in her mind, recalling how nervous they had been at first, stumbling over each other slightly, then how they'd just sunk into it, their lips moving together in perfect time. Her heart skipped a beat when she remembered Toby pulling her on to his lap, holding her so close that she never wanted him to let go...

She knew she had to talk to him to see if he felt it too...

Toby was awake and dressed by 8am. He sat in his living room, pretending to watch TV, but in reality had it muted so he could listen for Justine's car. When it finally did come at 9:04, Toby had the door open before she could even knock. She stood at the door opened mouthed, her fist poised in mid-air.

"Hey, Tobes," She said, nervously, as he gestured for her to come inside. "Do you think we could just have coffee here? I don't really feel like going out..."

Toby nodded, a little confused, but led her through to the kitchen where he began to make their coffee, grabbing the regular milk he kept in the fridge specially for her, despite him being allergic.

"Here you go, just as ordered," He pushed the mug towards her and picked up his own. She thanked him and took a sip, scalding her tongue slightly in her hurry.

"Listen, Tobes, we need to talk about the audition... And that kiss," She finally sighed and put down her mug. Toby picked up a spoon and began to stir his drink, avoiding her eyes.

"Why?" He still didn't look up, his spoon clanking the sides of the mug. "It was a stage kiss. We were acting. It didn't mean anything," It caused him a lot of pain to say that, but her face after they'd kissed had been enough to tell him her feelings.

"Toby, I know you felt something during that kiss." She replied, moving around the table to his side.

"No, I didn't. It was entirely professional." He said through gritted teeth. "I know what I felt Justine,"

"And I know what I felt!" She shouted. "I felt it on my thigh! I could tell!" Toby's mouth fell open and his face went scarlet, but Justine couldn't tell if it was from anger or embarrassment.

"Well, maybe I was still acting." He stood a little closer to her, closing the gap between them. The air around them prickled with heat and electricity.

"Believe me, Toby, no-one's that good of an actor," She narrowed her eyes.

They stared each other down for a couple of seconds, and then Justine sighed and turned away.

"I'm leaving, Toby." She picked up her handbag and walked out of the kitchen. Toby followed behind her, at a loss for what to say. "I'm leaving in an hour for my parents' house, so that'll give you a couple days to think. When I come back on Sunday, then we can talk." She opened the door but paused before she went out. "Remember though, Tobes, just like a movie..." And the door slammed behind her.

Justine sat at the window at her parents' house, watching the rain explode on the grass.

"Stupid weather..." She muttered to herself. "Stupid rain reflecting my mood..." She pulled out her phone and checked it again, but there were no messages. Toby hadn't called.

"Hey, Jus," Jenna sat down beside her, staring out of the window also. "Come and play with us, take your mind off things," She nodded towards the rest of the family, who were busy with an epic game of Twister.

"No thanks," Justine shook her head and continued to glare at the stormy sky. Jenna leaned forwards, concerned.

"What's wrong, Jus? You've barely said a word since you've got here! All you've done is stare out the window and check your phone. What's bothering you?"

"It's nothing..." Justine bowed her head, chewing her fingernails anxiously. "It's just... The audition... I'm worried about the audition..." She hoped she'd seemed at least a little convincing, because she honestly didn't think she could take her sisters bugging her all weekend about Toby. Right now she didn't even want to think about him. And yet, she couldn't stop. Her thoughts drifted back to him, to his messy brown hair and his never ceasing smile, the way his eyes lit up when he saw her, the way he held her so close that night...

She was distracted from her thoughts by a knock at the front door. Jenna had long since left her alone and had gone back to the game. She was currently tangled between several other people, so none of them could freely move.

"Justine, could you get that?" Her mum called from the floor. "And smile for once, be a gracious host to whoever has come a-knocking,"

"Sure, whatever," Justine replied, miserably. She didn't feel like pretending to be happy, so didn't, despite her mum's protests from the living room. The lightning flashed again, illuminating the dark hallway briefly. Justine could see a vague silhouette in the window, but couldn't make out who it was. Probably one of the neighbours lost a child or something, she thought as she proceeded cautiously towards the door.

She could hear the rain beating the porch steps furiously and immediately pitied whoever was standing out there. Realising suddenly how long she was taking, she hurried forwards and pulled the door open, coming face to face with the silhouette, who was soaked to the skin, shivering violently in the ghastly night.

"Just like a movie, JJ," He yelled above the thunder. He took her face in his hands, kissing her intensely, in full view of her entire family who had come to see who was at the door. Justine kissed him back, pressing herself against his drenched torso and smiling to herself. Finally.