Hey Guys and Gals,So I'm back with part 3. Thanks for the response that you gave me. I really appreciate it. Today was my last day of school before spring break so I will be updating a lot sooner. Tell me what you think about this part comments are appreciated. I've attached the 1st and 2nd part below
Part 1: http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=4330068
Part 2: http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=4332700
~NIKITA
He has been acting weird lately... Or should I say normal. He is back to his old self cracking his one liners in between scenes. He makes me smile on a regular basis. After the breakup I forgot how to smile. I invested so much time into my ex that I isolated everyone around me. But when I am with him it's different. He completes me...Like a missing puzzle piece. Why didn't I feel like this with my ex? When I am with him I'm a different person. I've changed for the better. I don't isolate myself anymore. I do love him but, I'm afraid... What if he doesn't love me back? I can't go through the pain of losing someone that I love again.
I'm just about to wrap up my thoughts and I hear a spot boy call me to come for the shot. I put my diary away and leave for the shot.
This is from His perspective. Earlier That day...
I'm walking to her makeup room I've been there many times before but today, the walk seems longer. As I'm walking there, a spot boy comes up to me and tells me that I'm being called for the shot. I tell him I'll be there in five minutes. I make it to her makeup room and rehearse my lines. I finally muster enough courage and knock on the door. But, No one replies. I open the door and to my surprise no one is in the room. Oh so Ms. Professional beat me to the shot again. I smile to myself and make my way to shoot the scene. The scene is physically demanding on her. I notice her holding her head in pain, Just as I'm about to say something she faints. She is about to fall. I make a quick stride towards her and catch her in my arms. I yell her name but, she doesn't respond. I quickly take her to the car many other crew members join me in taking her to the hospital.
The doctor says she is stressed. Which is taking a toll on her health. He suggests that we keep her happy and make sure she doesn't get stressed about work.
She comes back to her senses. I see her getting up from the hospital bed. I ask her "where are you going?" She replies, "To the set, the show must go on." I tell her she needs to relax but Ms. Professional doesn't listen to me.
We're back at the set. We are shooting the same scene again, and again. I remember what the doctor says, and I crack my classic one liner and give her a wink. And she smiles. Her smile gives me butterflies in my stomach. I missed her smile which was absent from her face all these days. Our AD calls break. I'm about to take her to her room but, my on screen brother beats me there. Don't worry son I'll get back at you I think to myself.
Present Day..
The break is over. I decide to get her from her makeup room considering her foot that she injured last week. I knock on the door no one replies again. I open the door to find an empty room. She probably already went to do the shot. Just as I'm about to leave I hear a book fall. I go to pick it up and realize it's her diary. I shouldn't read it but my eyes quickly glance at one sentence. "He completes me." Could she be talking about me? Does she love me? All these question start to flood my mind. I read the first sentence of the page and realize she is describing me. So that mean she feels the same about me. She loves me. But, if I say something she won't accept it after all she didn't write my name. I need to make her confess her love. I come up with a plan and leave her makeup room with a smile on my face.
I make my way to shoot the scene. She asks me where I was. I reply I was reading something. "You read." She gives me a perplexed look. "Since when," she asks. "Since my favorite author started writing" I reply. I give her a wink and continue on with the scene. We finish up the scene. Afterwards, she comes to me and asks me what the books name was. I told her I didn't know but, it was a journal type entry. Oh you read The Diary of Anne Frank. "Umm no" I reply. I tell her the "book" is like a monologue from a woman's prospective. The speaker in the book seems confused. She loves the guy but she won't admit it. "You're reading a romance novel" she asks. "What advice would you give to the girl?" She is asking for this. "I would tell the girl that, he loves you and he completes you like a missing puzzle piece." She looks taken aback after I give her my "advice". She says she forgot something in her makeup room. Just as she is about to leave I say, "by the way, you have beautiful handwriting."
Edited by katerinapetrova - 10 years ago