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2. I like that you didn't know who I was when we met.
3. I like that when you did you still treated me the same.
4. I like it when you smile even at the simplest things.
5. I like that you fight with me even though you know you're wrong and I'm right.
6. I like the nicknames you give me even though they aren't the least bit creative.
7. I like your eyes, a vibrant green.
8. I like your smile, the brightest I'd ever seen.
9. I like your laughter.
The list greeted me when I woke up the next day.
In his elegant writing, I smiled as I read it, despite my convictions from last night that everything was a mistake.
I shouldn't have done what I did.
What if what happened to mom, happened to me?
I got up, freshened up before I walked to the living room to looks for Dylan and explain my stand on this whole misunderstanding.
But he wasn't there.
Instead on the kitchen counter was a Styrofoam cup with a Starbucks logo and a plate with a chocolate muffin. A note at next to it.
10. I like it when a simple coffee from Starbucks makes you willing to do anything for me.
11. I like your stubbornness. Right now, you must be rethinking our kiss. But be warned, I'm not giving up.
* * *
Today was the day.
It was the kissing scene between Ethan Clarke and Ashleigh Bishop. And I was not ready. Despite the practice that I'd had yesterday with Dylan.
In case, you were confused by the fact that there was already a confession scene filmed yesterday, Declan had called Flynn in to authorize some changes and cut out the scene from yesterday. This meant that I had three hours to learn my lines for the new scene. Nothing hard at all.
Since I got to the set, I've had deliveries by PAs carrying chocolates, or a punnet of tomatoes, each with a note along with it.
12. I like that you are so predictable. This chocolate will obviously brighten up your day.
13. I like that you eat what I don't like - tomatoes.
14. I like the fact that you're so easy to talk to.
Despite the notes, I had yet to see Dylan face to face. Harry had said that they were currently shooting off location and would be back in time for our scene together.
Harry also came with a note, surprisingly.
15. I like that you still can't and will not beat me in Candy Crush. And neither will this Brit.
A smile instantly appeared as I read the note.
"They're here!" Someone announced an hour later as I chewed on a muesli bar.
I looked towards the exit and there he was walking towards me. Another smile involuntarily appeared.
"35 to go," he said as he neared.
"It still won't change anything," I said as I tried desperately to mask my smile.
He stopped just a few steps from me. "Sixteen. I like it when you try so hard to hide your smile and act like you can't stand my presence."
I flushed with embarrassment at being caught.
"Seventeen. I like it when you blush." Then he walked towards the director.
"Ms Hunt, are you ready?" A PA asked as she watched me stare after Dylan.
I nodded. "Uh...yeah."
* * *
"You're leaving?" Ethan asked as he stared at the letter of resignation Ashleigh had handed him. A mask of indifference on his face as he stared at the woman who had been his confidant for the past few months.
Ashleigh nodded slowly whilst keeping her eyes averted. "Yes, Mr Clarke. I think it best for me to find employment somewhere else, given the circumstances."
He nodded. "Very well. But answer me this," he paused, waiting for her eyes to meet his.
She did so after thirty seconds of silence.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked the question that had been boggling his mind for the past three days, leaving him restless.
Ashleigh looked startled that he'd even asked that question. "Pardon?"
"Why," he got up from his chair, "didn't you," he walked towards her, "tell me that you were Mary?" He stopped just mere inches from her, his cologne enveloping the air and the already tense atmosphere.
"I... didn't think it was necessary," she said.
"Wasn't necessary?" He glared at her. "It was. I was telling you things. Things one shouldn't know about their employer."
"I was off the clock, Mr Clarke. You weren't my employer then."
"Then..." He studied her. "What was I?"
She was speechless for some time as she thought it over. "Just another caller."
"Just another caller?!" His voice rose.
She nodded, taking a step back, one that he quickly compensated for by taking one towards her.
"Are you sure?" He asked her, his eyes darkening.
She nodded.
"Then you didn't feel anything for me?"
She nodded. "You're my employer. That would be completely indecent."
He chuckled darkly as he took a step forward, his body pressing her against the wall. "I thought you said I wasn't your employer since you were off the clock."
Her eyes widened. "Uhmm... I"
His fingers traced her face, slowly, teasingly. "You're disrespectful, obnoxious and stubborn. You don't know when to shut up and you fight me on everything. You have this obscene habit of eating chocolate ice cream at two in the morning and have nightmares once a week. You're everything I had ever hoped to not find in the girl I wanted my last name tagged to hers eternally but..." He smiled. "I can't forget you. Everything that I should hate makes up you. And I must be crazy but I want you. Stubbornness and all."
Ashleigh studied him, shocked.
But Ethan took advantage of her speechlessness as he leaned down and crushed his lips to hers.
The director yelled CUT! and before I could pull away, Dylan's fingers grabbed hold off my face and kept it in place.
His lips moved against mine, demanding a response.
My heart beat raced thunderously as his arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me against him.
"Guys, scene done!" Declan said again, clearing his throat.
Dylan groaned before pulling away from me.
My face was red, and hot as I stared at him.
"Eighteen. I like the lost look you have on after I kiss you," he winked.
* * *
Three days later and Dylan had left me dozens and dozens of notes. He was on 46 now and I have to admit, my pathetic resolve to not date him was slowly crumbling away.
But that all came to a stand still when I walked onto the set and found him embracing a leggy blonde firmly.
My eyes widened as he leaned in and placed a kiss in her cheek.
What was I seeing right now? Was he really cheating on me?
I cleared my throat as I continued to walk in.
"Alex," Dylan exclaimed, smiling like a kid on Christmas morning.
I nodded my hellos before walking past him to grab a cup of coffee.
"This is Stephanie," he continued as he introduced the blonde.
I looked at her, stopping short as I recognized the girl that had dated both the cousins. "Hi, I'm Alex-"
"Alex Hunt, I know," she said with a warm smile on her face. "I've heard so much about you."
"Really?" I asked, surprised that he was talking about me to her.
She nodded. "Give Greg here a hard time for me," she mock glared at Dylan. "He deserves it after everything he did."
"Oh trust me. I will," I said before saying my goodbyes and walking away.
Were they going to get back together? Now I was just another case of mom and Flynn Mathers.
"Alex!" I heard Dylan call out from behind me followed by footsteps.
I continued walking, wanting to be rid of him.
"Alex," I felt a strong hand wrap around my arm and tug me to a stop.
"What?" I snapped.
"Nothing's going on between me and Steph."
"Yeah. I believe you," sarcasm leaked into my tone.
"Really. I'm serious. I like you, remember?"
"That's shocking. Given that you're hanging out with your ex."
"She's here for Tyler."
"Because you dumped her?"
"It's a long story," he answered.
"That's what people say when they don't want to say anything," I said.
"She thought she liked me, so she pretended to want to date Tyler to make me jealous. I figured it out. But she'd already been dating Tyler for three years by then and I knew she'd have developed feelings for him naturally. But she refused to see it. So I dated her so she could accept that I wasn't who she thought she wanted. She came here to look for Tyler. I guess it took her til now to figure out she loves him."
"Oh," I muttered feebly.
"So, no misunderstandings?"
I nodded.
He smiled. "Great," before kissing me on the cheek. "Here, I was meaning to give you this. See you tonight." He slipped a paper into my fingers before turning around and walking away.
I stared at the paper in my fingers before slowly unravelling it.
46. I like how you call me Gregory when you think I don't like it. Here's a secret, I do.
47. I like that you care about everyone you know and would do anything for them.
48. I like how I wasn't the one who fell for you when we first met, it was you who fell for me, literally at the airport.
49. I like that despite everything I have, I always want more time with you, something I can't buy.
Check my Twitter for the last reason :)
I pulled out my phone and logged onto Twitter.
@DylanRushOfficial : 49.5: Come to the place you said the words, 'I do' at 7 for 50.
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