Touch the lips
Y/N's POV
Director: "COEL, TURN AROUND!!" 🤨 the director ordered, but the actor stood frozen like a statue, his gaze locked on us.
A staff member tapped his shoulder, snapping him out of his trance. He blinked and quickly turned around, realizing that everyone was watching him.
???: "I—I was just thinking about something… Give me a second, David." 😓 he said, scratching the back of his neck.
Director: "Okay… do you need anything?" 😰 the director asked, looking a little panicked.
???: "No, I'll just sit here." 😒 he said nonchalantly, grabbing a chair and sitting down. To my shock, he turned his chair to face us directly, making the entire crowd of girls go wild.
Girls:
1) "OH COEL, YOU ARE SO HANDSOME!!!" 🥰 a girl screamed excitedly.
I turned to look at her, cringing.
2) "MARRY ME, COEL!!!" 😍 another one shouted, nearly jumping up and down.
3) "CAN I TAKE A SELFIE WITH YOU???" 🤩 a third girl cried desperately.
They were all rich—like Emma—but their behavior made them seem like spoiled kids.
And then…
???: "I WILL LEAVE MY BOYFRIEND FOR YOU, COEL!!!!" 🤗 I see Emma yeah she the one now
"WHAT?!!!" 😱 I gasped, my jaw dropping. Without thinking, I grabbed her arm and pulled her closer.
"ARE YOU AN IDIOT, EMMA?! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!" 😲 I whisper-shouted at her.
Emma: "Chill, I was just kidding… Maybe he'll laugh and finally notice me!" 😜 she shrugged like it was completely normal.
I turned to look at him, and sure enough, Emma was right. He was looking at us—his lips curled into a small chuckle before he suddenly stopped and smirked.
???: "Hey, you two… come here." 😉 he said, pointing directly at us.
Emma: "You mean… us?" 😱 Emma asked, eyes wide.
He simply nodded, waiting.
"Emma, please… let's just go home." 😓 I begged, but she wasn't listening.
Emma: "y/n, are you kidding me?! This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance! Let's take a selfie with Coel!" 😑
Before I could protest, she grabbed my wrist and dragged me forward until we were standing right in front of him.
???: "Can you two do something for me?" 😏 he asked, tilting his head slightly.
Emma: "Yes! Yes, of course!!" 😁 she said excitedly.
I glanced at the other girls in the crowd, who were now burning holes through us with their jealous stares.
???: "Don't worry, I won't take up too much of your time. You… white shirt, what's your name?" 🤨 he asked arrogantly.
"My—" 🙄 I started, but before I could answer, Emma cut in.
Emma: "Her name is Y/N! And I'm Emma! Can we take a picture with you, please?" 🤗 she beamed.
???: "Ah—yes, of course. But Emma, can you do me a favor? Go tell Mr. Kayden Scott that I want to see him. He's the CEO of this place." 😌
Emma: "Oh! Yes, I know him!" 😅 she said quickly. She turned to leave, and I took the chance to follow her.
???: "Wait. Not you" 😏
I stopped.
"Umm… I'll just—stand over there." 😓 I tried to step away, but he smirked.
???: "No. Stay. Take this script and read for me." 😏 he said, handing me a piece of paper.
Is he serious?! Is he incapable of reading?! 😨
"Why can't you read it yourself?" 😏 I crossed my arms, annoyed.
He leaned back in his chair, still smirking.
???: "Don't you want a picture with me?" 😏
"No. I don't." 😑 I answered immediately.
For the first time, he looked slightly shocked. 😨
???: "Oh, really? But your friend will be upset if you refuse, don't you think?" 😏
I hesitated. He wasn't wrong. Emma would definitely be upset… 😓
He smirked again, sitting like some kind of boss.
???: "So? What are you waiting for?" 😏
I sighed in defeat, snatched the script from his hand, and started reading.
"Where is this beautiful scent coming from? Ah… it feels so fresh… This is the brand-new perfume for men. Use it and feel fresh anytime. And it's last long" 😅
I finished reading and handed the script back.
???: "Done?" 😏 he asked.
"Yes." 😑 I replied flatly.
He stood up, about to say something, but Emma interrupted.
Emma: "Coel! I told Mr. Scott, and he said he'll be here in five minutes!" 😁
???: "Alright. Then, let's take a picture." 😏 he said.
Emma mmediately grabbed her phone from her purse.
Emma: "y/n, go to his right side!" 😉 she instructed.
"No, no! I'm fine right here." 😒 I protested.
He looked at me and smiled—but his eyes held something different. Something… angry. 😠
'What did I do?!' 😨 I thought, uneasy.
Emma quickly clicked some pictures with him, and then we finally walked away.
Emma: "y/n, let's eat something. I'm starving!" 😫 she whined.
"Emma, I'm not hungry. You go ahead and eat." 😥 I said hesitantly, feeling the weight of my wallet.
Emma: "y/n, we're eating. That's final." 😤 she declared.
"Okay, fine… but I'll just get a burger." 😅 I said, scanning the menu. That was the only thing I could afford here.
Our food arrived, and we ate in comfortable silence.
After finishing, I excused myself.
"Emma, I'll be right back. I need to use the washroom." 🙂 I said, standing up.
I made my way to the restroom and checked my purse.
"Okay… I still have enough money for my burger and some juice." 🤔 I mumbled to myself.
Just as I was about to leave, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist and yanked me into a room.
"HEY—" 😱 I started to shout, but a warm hand covered my mouth.
???: "Shhh… It's just me Coel" 😏
I looked up~ and he is Mr weirdo
"What the hell are you doing?! Let me go!" 😡 I snapped, pushing against his chest.
Mr weirdo: "Relax, I just wanted to talk." 😏 he said smoothly.
"Talk about what?" 😑 I crossed my arms.
He didn't answer right away. Instead, he stared at me. His gaze flickered down—to my lips.
I felt my breath hitch.
"Hey! My eyes are up here, Mr. !" 🤨 I said, snapping my fingers in front of his face.
He chuckled but then reached out—gently wiping something off my lips.
"H-HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" 😡 I smacked his hand away.
Mr weirdo: "Relax. You had something on your lips. I just wiped it off." 😏 he said, smirking.
"You could've told me!" 😠 I huffed.
Mr weirdo: "Chill, I—" 🙄
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
???: "Coel?! Are you in there?! Hurry! If someone sees you, the girls will flood the men's restroom!" 😰
Wait. WHAT?! 😱
DID HE SAY… MEN'S WASHROOM?!
Before I react I see Mr weirdo smirk and open the door without heasited