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Y/N POV

I don't think I have ever been more shocked, or more hopeful in my life. This new information about Blake changes everything. Of course, the rational part of me was outraged that I would ever think that I'd stand a chance with Blake. But my irrational side-my heart- wasn't on the same page.

Blake and I had spent the better part of today just hanging out and binging dateline. I didn't want to over stay my welcome, so I left a few hours before dinner. No matter what I did, I couldn't stop thinking about her.

It was getting annoying. My brain wouldn't shut the hell up, not to mention the fact that I have to kiss her on Monday. How was I supposed to do that? I already have the fattest crush on her, I really don't think making out with her will help.

I was dreading going to work on Monday, but this is my first real opportunity to be an actor. I can't get distracted, and I need to set my own feelings aside and just get the work done.

------Monday------

Yeah well all those things I said before about keeping my feelings separate from work.....that went to shit.

My morning was like any other. I got up, ate, drank coffee, showered, dressed, then headed to set. But for some reason, as soon as I saw Blake, I became like a schoolgirl with a middle school crush. I couldn't stop blushing and stuttering, and I had this overwhelming need to constantly be around Blake.

When she tried to talk to me, I got super nervous. I could tell she knew something was up, but she hadn't yet made any sort of comment regarding it.

Once everyone was ready, Paul called action, and it was time for Blake and I to do our scene. I think I spent about 3 hours on oral hygiene today. I brushed my teeth at least 8 times, flossed till my gums hurt, used a whole bottle of mouth wash, and, chewed an entire pack of gum.

Maybe I went a little overboard, but I saw Blake basically doing the same thing, so I felt a little better. Thankfully, we wouldn't be starting with the kiss right away. Paul wanted to shoot the full conversation with it as well, so I had some time before shit got real.

I was so jumpy and I didn't feel as present as I should have for the first few takes. The last one we did, Blake and I made it to the kissing part, but I basically fucking ran away. I was so terrified of messing it up, that I just didn't really want to do it.

Paul called for a five minute break so that I'd have a bit more time to hype myself up. Nobody seemed angry at me for constantly breaking character, which I really appreciated. Paul was nothing but supportive, and told me that we could wait and push this scene to another date so I had more time to prepare, but I refused and told him I'd get it. I didn't want to have a rep of wasting peoples time and money.

I walked to a more secluded part of the set so I could have a few minutes of peace and quiet. That was interrupted not even 30 seconds in when Blake approached me, a careful look on her face.

"Hey, Y/N." She said softly, looking deep into my soul with her piercing blue eyes. "H-hi...." I mumbled, pretty much back to my nervous and closed off self.

Blake smiled a little and took a step closer to me. "Y/N...are-are you okay?" She asked, worry clear in her voice. I nodded, not meeting her eyes.

"Look, we don't have to...I mean..." I knew what she was saying, so I shook my head. "I can do this, I'm just....really nervous, is all." I confessed, toying with my fingers.

Blake put her finger under my chin and gently lifted my gaze to her own. "Y/N. You are going to be okay. You are such an amazing actress, and I know that you have what it takes to do this. We all feel this way when we first start out, okay? I'm here for you, always, and forever." I felt a tear slip from my eye at her words, and I quickly wiped it away.

"Okay?" She asked, her eyes never leaving mine. I nodded and the blonde smiled. "Alright, let's do this." She took my hand and lead me back to our places.

"You guys ready?" Paul asked, his smile super friendly. The two of us nodded. I still felt nervous, but Blake's words had given me a much needed confidence. If I just focus on Blake, I'll remain present.

I took a shaky breath and waited for them to call action.

This time around, doing the scene felt so much more natural. I didn't even feel like I was acting. I just felt like I was talking to Blake. I surprised myself, and Blake, when I began to cry while talking to her about the accident with my characters husband and brother. We hadn't even really blocked out much of the little touches, so when Blake would move hair from my face, or wipe away my tears, I felt like I was truly experiencing my characters pain.

I was so lost in the scene, that when Blake did finally pull me in for the kiss, I reacted instinctively, my brain going into autopilot. I kissed her back and got the feeling that Blake wanted to deepen it, but I didn't want to overstep.

I felt euphoric. I don't think I have ever felt this....good. Her lips are soft and plump, and she kisses with such tender love, you feel like you're just melting into her. As soon as our lips made contact, heat and sparks overloaded my senses, making me feel like I had just stuck a knife in an electrical socket.

When I finally pulled away, it took me a few seconds to not only get over my shock, but to also remember what the fuck was going on. My mind had gone blank, but I managed to pull it together and finish the seen. Blake was so casual about it, it made my heart hurt. All I wanted was to kiss her again.

After Paul yelled cut, he approached the two of us, a wide grin on his face. "You guys, that was amazing! It felt so real and I could see how present you both were. The chemistry between the two of you....man, I don't think I've ever seen anything like it. That's the take we wanted!"

I couldn't help but smile at his words. Especially about Blake and I's chemistry.

"Let's take it to the next scene!"