Part 1. You rolled off the bed, groaning at the time. You sighed loudly, grabbing the robe Dylan must have left on the chair for you when he left for his interview that morning, knowing you would be too lazy to find clothes for your naked body. They were already barricading the front of the building to start setting up for the screening that night, a small smile on your face. You turned around, grabbing some fresh undergarments and make up from your suitcase, laying them on the bathroom counter. You wanted to peek, but promised him that you would let him surprise you with how he looked in this one. He knew how much you were loving him in the fancier wear since he hardly ever dressed up.

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I rubbed up and down my thigh before leaning against the cold wall, avoiding eye contact with the boy pacing up and down in the confined room. A few seconds of silence dawned on us before I felt his fingers under my chin and gently force me to look at his beautiful brown eyes. I walked over to him biting my lip, knowing I was in trouble for ruining a shit ton of takes. He led me out of the studio and gave me a death glare.