The next morning Skylar wakes with a headache. He takes some pain medicine and checks his cellphone. There's nothing from Camp, but there is a text from Ben asking him where he went and if he's ok.

He shows up to the set early, and Kendrick is there as well. There's no sign of Camp and he's unsure whether to call her or not.

"How are you feeling this morning?" he hears Kendrick ask him from behind.

"I've been better," he laughs, "Shouldn't have had that third beer on an empty stomach."

She smiles, "Probably not the best idea," she agrees.

There's an awkward pause. Anna is unsure of what to say. She cares about Skylar, but she cares about Camp too. She knows she's already in the middle of whatever argument they were having last night, and she wishes she could rewind the clock and not go to that club, but she can't. She's not a boyfriend stealer or a relationship wrecker. She's just trying to be a friend.

"Ok, well I guess I'll see you later," she manages, before turning and walking away.

Skylar sighs. Sure, he's attracted to Kendrick. He was when he first met her, but she was in a relationship. And then he had natural chemistry with Camp too, and they seemed to hit it off. But lately he just doesn't know what to do. He doesn't want to hurt anyone, that he knows for sure.

He looks at the filming schedule for the day and groans. Today they're set to film the scene where he and Kendrick are in bed together. He cradles his face in his hands, as if things could be any more awkward, this will surely be the icing on the cake.

To make matters worse, Camp shows up on set at lunch time, and wants to talk to him. "Look," she begins, "I'm sorry I overreacted last night, I just feel like we're out of step lately and I am upset about that."

"I know me too," he says, "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but I need you to understand how much this film means to me. I really need your support."

"I'm trying," she replies, "But lately our lives are pulling us in separate directions and it's difficult. I guess it happens to every Hollywood couple eventually."

He frowns, "I just didn't think it would happen to us," he finishes for her.

"Me neither," she whispers. "Hey, I'm filming my scene later so I'll hang around and we'll talk more after, ok?"

"Ok," he nods, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before heading over to makeup and wardrobe.

Wardrobe turns out to be minimal for this scene. He's only wearing a pair of boxers, and Kendrick is wearing only a skin colored strapless bra and matching panties. She puts a robe on over herself while they touch up her makeup and hair, and then they're ready to start shooting.

Camp is watching from the sidelines again, and he gives her a quick smile before climbing into Beca's dorm room bed. Kendrick appears a minute later, disrobes, and climbs in next to him. "It's freezing in here!" she tells him, pulling the sheet up around her neck, shivering.

"Well, you have me to keep you warm at least," he grins, and then internally cringes, hoping it didn't sound like a come on to her. He's just trying to make light of an unusual situation.

The director comes over to them and tells them just how much skin he wants showing. It needs to look like they're naked under the sheets, so he doesn't want any of Kendrick's underwear to show at any point. "And then you're going to lean over her and kiss her," he tells Skylar. "Remember, this is a really emotional point in their relationship for them, so give it your all."

Anna nods, ever serious on set.

"Think you can still pretend to love me?" he quips. He's just so nervous, and it isn't helping that Camp is watching.

She smiles shyly at him, "I'll try," she says.

"Action!" Jason yells.

"I'm serious, Bec," Skylar says, as Jesse.

She's facing the wall with her back to him. "I know," she replies, as Beca.

"Don't put up your walls again, not now. Not ever," he whispers, stroking her hair.

She stiffens a little, as this wasn't in the script. "I'm not," she says, rolling over to face him, "But can you blame me if I just want to enjoy these last few weeks with you before our lives change forever? We don't know what's going to happen, Jesse. For now, I just want to be with you."

Her delivery of her lines is so perfect, so spot-on, that his heart actually breaks a little. "And I want to be with you," he smiles at her, "Always," he adds.

"Don't say always, you don't know—"

His fingertip on her lips silences her as he moves, his body covering hers as he hovers over her. "I know I love you," he whispers, before lowering his mouth to hers.

"Cut!" they hear Jason yell, and they break apart abruptly. "Skylar!" Jason says, coming over to them, "This is the love of your life here. You don't know where your relationship is going. You don't know if you're going to lose her or not. I need you to pour all of that into this kiss. Kiss her as if your life depends on it, as if she is the oxygen you need to breathe, ok?"

"Ok," Skylar nods, blushing a little.

"Resume your position over her, we'll take it from right before the kiss!" Jason shouts.

"Action!"

And again, he's looming over her, and her heart is pounding in the moment. This time when his lips meet hers, it's different. There's an intensity there that wasn't present before. His tongue delves into her mouth, tangling with her own. His body is pressing her firmly into the mattress, and she instinctively moves her hands to his hair, threading her fingers through his dark locks. The sheets move to expose her bare leg, and she hooks it over his legs, getting lost in the moment. The kiss goes on for what feels like minutes, and when he finally breaks away, he pauses, leaning his forehead against hers for the briefest moment before rolling off her and pulling her to him in an embrace. She curls into him, closing her eyes.

"Cut! That was perfect guys, absolutely brilliant," the director shouts.

Anna can't form a coherent thought as she tries to compose herself. Skylar releases his grip on her, and she stands to collect her robe and put it back on, covering herself. She rushes off set, eager to put on clothes. He sits on the edge of the bed, running his hands through his hair and breathing deeply. It was just acting, he tells himself before standing. And it's then that he looks up and finds Camp staring at him intently.

He grabs his shirt, throwing it back on before walking over to her. He opens his mouth to say something but she holds her hand up, "Don't," she says.

"It's just acting," he tells her, "I was just doing what Jason told me to do."

"I know," Camp looks at the floor, "But we both know it's more than that. And I'm realizing that I'm ok with it. I mean I'm not, but it is what it is, you know?"

"I'm sorry," he says, taking her hand in his.

"I know," she replies, "But there's nothing to be sorry for, you can't control how you feel. I know that from experience. Better to move on now before you're years into a marriage that isn't working."

"Thank you for being so great," he says, "Can we still be friends?"

"Sure," she says halfheartedly, and he knows that other than their interactions on this set, he probably won't be speaking to her again.

Meanwhile, Anna Kendrick has holed herself up in the bathroom, trying to make sense of that kiss. It felt so real to her, unlike any other on-set kiss she's had before. She knows Skylar was just acting, doing what Jason told him, but still. She can't shake that feeling, the feeling that her entire body was on fire.

You can't help this natural chemistry with the guy, she tells herself, that's why he was cast as your love interest.

But Skylar has a girlfriend, a girlfriend who watched that entire scene. Anna wants to crawl into a hole and disappear. Why did she agree to do this movie? She takes several deep breaths before tentatively opening the door and stepping back on set. She's much more comfortable in Beca's standard outfit of skinny jeans, a tank top, and a sweater overtop it as she strolls back to the set of Beca's dorm room, where she's supposed to film a scene with Skylar in a few minutes. He's changed into dark jeans and a form-fitting t-shirt and looks incredibly handsome at the moment. He's sitting in one of the chairs off-set waiting to start, and there's no sign of Camp.

"Where's Camp?" she asks as she approaches him, "I wanted to ask her something about the scene we're filming together later."

"She left," Skylar replies, a hint of sorrow in his voice.

"Oh," Anna says, "So this scene should be a lot easier, just watching a movie together on Beca's bed. Just like old times." She senses that something is off with him, and is trying to sound casual given the circumstances.

"Yeah," he says halfheartedly. He doesn't say anything for a long while, just staring into space. He sighs, "I think we just broke up."

"What?" his words shock Anna. Her jaw drops as she turns to look at him, "What happened?"

"Nothing really," he explains, "It was a long time coming. We've been growing apart for a while."

"I'm sorry," she says sincerely. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, actually I am," he replies, "You know it's like we were together so long I almost just got used to it. But I'm ok with it. I think it's for the best."

"Good," she answers, "Break ups are hard. I was with Edgar for four years when we ended things."

"That must've been rough," he tells her.

"It was, but we wanted different things. And since then I just haven't been able to feel comfortable with someone again like that. Maybe I'm just afraid, I don't know." She pauses, realizing she's probably sharing too much. She never talks about Edgar.

"I get what you mean," he says. And he does, but talking with her is easy, natural. And even though he feels this attraction to her, he realizes in this moment that he doesn't really know her on a personal level.

She's getting distracted by his eyes, which are dark brown and hold so much emotion in them. She feels the familiar fluttering in her chest and stands, needing to be away from him.

"You guys ready?" Jason Moore asks, gesturing to the set. They stand and move into Beca's dorm room. Jesse's blue laptop is sitting on the bed, and she moves to sit at the desk, placing large headphones on her head. He sprawls across the bed, a textbook in hand.

"Action!"

"What are you working on?" he asks as Jesse.

"A new mix, but something about it just isn't right," she replies as Beca, putting her headphones on his head. He listens for a moment and then turns to her.

"The tempos aren't matching up with the two songs. You need to either slow one of them down or speed one of them up," he says, flashing his trademark grin at her. She rolls her eyes before turning back to her computer, clearly frustrated. "Hey," he says, patting the space next to him, "C'mere."

She stands and climbs onto bed next to him. He flips open his laptop and loads up one of his movies. "Watch this for a while with me. It will take your mind off things."

He throws his arm around her shoulder, and she leans into him. Without really meaning to, she ends up watching him instead of the movie. He's so intently focused on the blank screen, as if something were actually happening on the laptop. She smiles, and he can feel her eyes on him.

"You're not paying attention," he mock-scolds her, and she turns his face toward hers before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. His eyes flutter shut as he savors the feeling of her mouth on his for a moment before it dawns on him that this wasn't in the script. He pulls away. "What was that for?"

"For being you," she whispers softly.

"Cut!" Jason shouts. "Wow guys, that was brilliant. You two are just perfect together. Let's take a break for a while."

She jumps up abruptly for the second time that day, needing to be away from him, and glances at the rest of the day's filming schedule. Her next scene to film is singing a duet with him.

It doesn't look like being away from him is what the universe has planned for her today.

A/N: If there's a song you'd like them to sing together, let me know.

I received an extremely nasty review full of profanity basically telling me that this story is horrible and that I'm a horrible person for writing it. This anonymous reviewer is clearly a Castin shipper and I just want to clarify here that I have nothing against Anna Camp personally, and just thought it would be fun to write this story since I wonder what it would be like if Skylar dated Anna Kendrick instead. I mean no harm.

This reviewer also told me I should get a life instead of caring about celebrity couples, which I found ironic since they were obviously angry enough to tell me off since I don't ship Castin. For the record, I do have a life. I have a successful career, I'm married, and I have 1.2 children. I apologize if this story angers anyone. It's supposed to be entertaining. I deleted the review, the first I have deleted in my 4 years on this site. It was insulting to both me and my readers, and I wasn't going to leave it online. I have never received anything so hateful and crass, and I've published over 20 stories on this site (most of which have been taken offline by me).

As long as people continue to enjoy my work, I'll keep trying to write. Thank you for your feedback, and thank you for reading!