"If They Want You To Kiss, Kiss."

Y/n's View

"She's wearing blue so I think you should wear blue with white accents to complement her." Steven says.

"Bullshit." I mumble.

"Oh stop it, you always look good in blue." Steven says.

"No, it's some bullshit that I'm even doing this." I say.

"Oh stop whining, you're in too deep." Steven says.

I mumble angrily and he rolls his eyes.

"We need to be at her house at 6 because LA traffic's gonna be bad." Steven says.

"Yeah, yeah..." I say.

"And remind me that we have to take pictures." He says.

"Of what?" I ask.

"You two together. Like prom night." He says.

I clinch my fist and he laughs.

Time Skip

I knock on the door and Hailee opens it a few seconds later.

"You look..." I say.

"Amazing?" Hailee says.

"I was gonna say, like a Vegas prostitute, but that works too." I say.

Steven hits me and Hailee rolls her eyes.

"You would know all about prostitutes and paying for sex wouldn't you?" Hailee asks.

"Common misconception, I don't pay for sex because some people actually want to sleep with me. Something you can't relate to." I say.

"Well, Alex wanted to sleep with me." Hailee says.

"Alex will sleep with anyone as long as they have oxygen in their body." I say.

"Yeah, and you almost married her." She says.

I stare at her and Steven chuckles.

"Whose side are you on?" I ask.

"Whatever side the dinero's on. Let's go." Steven says.

Hailee's View; 45 minutes later...

"You guys are next." Steven says, walking back over.

"So what are we supposed to do? Just pose and keep it moving?" Y/n asks.

"Yes, but engage with the photographers. If they want you to kiss, kiss." Steven says.

I gag and cover my mouth.

"Hell no!" Y/n whisper-shouts.

"You two are a couple, it's time to act like it." Steven says.

"Well, she's not very good at acting..." Y/n says.

"I was actually nominated for an Oscar when I was 14." I say.

"Nomination meaning that you didn't win it." Y/n says.

"It's one more nomination than you." I say.

"But the same amount of wins." Y/n says.

Steven laughs and I roll my eyes.

"Next." Someone says.

Steven shoos us and I take a deep breath.

"Ew, no." I say as Y/n holds her hand out.

"Is what you say when you look in the mirror." Y/n says.

I grab her wrist and slap her with her hand. She gasps and grabs my wrist. I pull away and slap her. She groans and lets go of my wrist.

"Ow!" She says.

"Ladies!" Steven says.

I sigh and hold her's hand. I follow her onto the carpet and we stand on the X. She wraps her arm around me and the cameras start to go off.

I'll be fine as long as no one-

"Give us a kiss!" Someone shouts.

...asks for a kiss...

I grit my teeth together and glance at Steven. He nods and I sigh.

I'm just gonna treat this like any other role. The only difference is that I'll need a strong stomach.

Y/n leans in and kisses me. I hear the cameras go off and my face heats up.

I think I just vomited in my mouth.

"Alright." Someone says.

We walk off the red carpet and Steven follows behind.

"Where are you going?" Steven asks as I walk away.

"To vomit." I say.

Y/n's View

"Dramatic." I mumble.

"That was good." Steven says.

"Please promise me I never have to do that again." I say.

"I can promise you that you will." Steven says.

I groan and he chuckles. I roll my eyes and he gives me a pat on the back.

Time Skip

I open the office door and Ethan throws confetti at me.

"What the fuck?" I ask, laughing.

"Congratulations on your 2nd Surfey!" Ethan says.

He claps and I smile.

"Reception was great last night, even other celebs were asked about you guys. Your streams are up 15 percent." Ethan says.

"So what I'm hearing is..." I say.

"No, you can't stop." Ethan says.

I groan loudly and cover my face.

"You're in too deep." Ethan says.

"This fucking sucks." I say.

"That's crazy because you looked like you enjoyed your kiss last night." Ethan says.

"Have you lost your mind?!" I ask.

"I'm just saying your face was a little red after you pulled away, you were blushing." Ethan says.

"From EMBARRASSMENT!" I say, as he laughs.

"May god strike me dead if I enjoyed that shit." I say.

I hear thunder and we stare at each other. I look out the window and see rain falling.

"You do realize that May is like the driest season in California right?" Ethan asks.

"Weird coincidence." I say.

"I think that means you're lying." Ethan sings.

"As if." I sing.

Ethan laughs and I smile.

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