Lorraine's favourite thing during the journey of making a movie was the memories she made with her star cast and all the crew. She learnt a lot from all the senior actors, they laughed, danced and all the tiredness just seemed worth it. She'd smile so genuinely, her heart would warm when her cast would surprise her with a cake on her birthday on the set. It was her home. It was the best place she could ever wish for.
Hollywood was a place that made her feel that it was worth it to step out and do something thrilling and totally out of her comfort zone.
She could even dare to say that her assistant and her friends from the film industry had better memories with her than Matt, Ivey and Ana.
Although, what's a celebrity without tea? What's a celebrity without a few scandals and downfalls?
She was never the one to give up. But now she was doubting too, with each 'one more shot' the director said. 5 years to this career and this was her hardest day. She had never felt this exhausted before. Should've seen it coming with the script. It was a challenging movie, yes. It involved a lot of stunts and action.
"I'm planning on retreating from this movie. For real, this time." She mumbled with a straight face to her co-star. "I feel less motivational each time I look at his face."
Her co-star groaned, stretching his back.
"I've told this before, Mental this one is. Doesn't he has a family?! I need to meet my children!"
It was past midnight when their today's shoot finally finished. The crew ran from here to there to provide the actors with towels, removing their make-up and fanning them. So did Lorraine as she made her way to her vanity. There were a few reporters outside of the set, still waiting for the cast to come out and answer the questions but she was just too drained to even speak.
She made her way to the vanity, the guards surrounding her, her assistant Antoinette walking by her side. Truth be told, Lorraine was literally shutting her eyes behind her goggles.
Eventually, she sat down on the seat, the door being shut after, and the noises of camera flashes and reporters dying down and she finally breathed. Her schedules were always packed, one movie or the other. One interview and ten after.
As her assistant, Antoinette made her way towards Lorraine, the actress quickly raised her hand to stop her from speaking, knowing she couldn't take anything in her head right now.
"Shh, don't- don't speak of it." She argued. "I can barely sink anything in now."
Antoinette rolled her eyes and dropped herself down beside Lorraine with a gruff. Lorraine rolled her eyes, opening her phone one last time to check for anything. She opened her messages and halted when she saw a 'hi' by a contact saved as 'Sebastian'.
She smirked at the mere thought of him. It's been a week since the first and last time she saw him. The man was fun; in more ways than one.
She quickly typed a reply.
Lorraine:
Still having hazy thoughts of steamy scenes?Sebastian was quick to reply, perhaps it true that New Yorkers never slept.
Sebastian:
Can't get them out of my head.A laugh escaped Lorraine's lips which made her assistant quirk an eyebrow up in interest. She peeked an eye at the actress's phone, who was texting someone. Texting? That wasn't Lorraine.
"Wow." Antoinette let out in a sarcastic tone of voice. "You're drained out for listening to your tomorrow's plans, but you're so enthusiastic for flirting with a man."
Lorraine pushed her assistant by her shoulder, who laughed softly.
"Who's it?"
Lorraine thought for a bit on how to answer that before clicking her tongue and saying, "Do you know that one, one-night-stand so intense that you want more of it?"
Antoinette raised her eyebrows in awe.
"Got it. Lorraine Acker's whipped."
"I'm not!" Lorraine whined.
Antoinette mumbled a sarcastic "sure," before peeking at the phone again.
"Where did you meet him?"
"After-party," Lorraine replied. "I took him to Matt's house then. We had fun."
Antoinette hummed in response, looking at the name saved on the phone.
"Sebastian..." She mumbled, "Lorraine did you bang one of the Phoenix brothers?"
"Apparently...?" Lorraine answered, unsure if it was something that would get her in trouble.
"Oh my god!" Antoinette shrieked in surprise. "Are you serious? You, out of all the people there in the after-party, chose a Phoenix brother to have your one-night-stand with?"
"Yes, and I know it's big tea and all but no one spotted. I made sure of that."
Also, the assistant knew that Sebastian Phoenix had never been the one to date, nor did Lorraine. She didn't understand why though. She wouldn't put any opinion on Sebastian but she didn't know why Lorraine never tried dating. She had encouraged her many times but Lorraine had never approached a guy or girl and had rejected all of which who had approached her.
Until now.
Because she was texting this Sebastian guy, looking totally into him. As if that one night stand had enchanted her or something.
It was until Lorraine reached her home, bid Antoinette goodbye that she didn't call Sebastian.
Once she was changed into her night outfits, her hair loose, and ready to cuddle into bedsheets with her dog, she finally called the lad. She felt all jittery and feverish calling him.
"Hi," His voice said through the phone, making a smile appear on her face.
"Hi." She replied.
"Why Aren't you sleeping till now?" He asked, sounding a little breathless.
"I just got back from my shoot." She answered. "Why aren't you asleep?"
"'Tis New York, I sneaked to the rooftop." He cackled. God, his voice sounded so much huskier on the phone. And his laugh, his fucking laugh.
"You do sneak out a lot." She pointed out, reminding him he had apparently sneaked out of the after-party too, to go with her. Okay, she kidnapped him. She admitted. But he didn't mind.
"I don't, actually." He said in a rather amusing way. "After-party was the first time I ever did."
She shrugged even though he couldn't see her. "Perks of being with me, I'll make you sneak out a lot."
He fell silent for a moment before speaking. "You don't really have to sneak out, do you? You can go wherever you want."
"Huh?" She questioned. "Of course I have to sneak out if I don't want any reporters or fans."
"Yeah...it sucks to have them follow you everywhere...that's why I don't plan on dating. Because I don't wanna knock on a woman's door and say 'be ready for death threats.'"
Lorraine scoffed at that.
"So what do you plan on doing then? Retire and marry a woman who works at a café?" She joked, trying to make the mood lighter. "Instead, date someone who's used to the attention, there are drop dead gorgeous women in our industry."
"Hmm..." Sebastian said, tone playful. "You have anyone in mind? I mean there was this lady at the Oscars..."
Both of them erupted into laughter after that. Talking to Sebastian that night seemed genuine. Lorraine had never felt this giddy while talking to someone. They had stuff in common they could talk over for hours.
She fancied him.
Lorraine and Sebastian talk. They talk a lot. It's like a daily chore for her now, to talk with him for hours. Because he's so... attractive. He's that guy she imagines who's elegant and sophisticated but wild and crazy at the same time. He's the guy she fantasizes about midnight driving in a Ferrari. Then stopping at the Hollywood hills to watch LA gleaming along with a bottle of beer and much laughter. Yes, they had decided on that too over their one of many late-night calls. She's even met the rest of his group on face timing a couple of times. Bad days are the ones when she can't talk to him due to her late-night shifts, same goes for him. Today, she was exhausted. She was still on the set, it was noon and the heat was really going to be the death of her. Lorraine was spoilt by her own money, and she worked her ass off to earn it. This day was the hardest day of her life, and this movie was the most ch
Sebastian was in the recording studio, having a run in with his producer about how the drop beat of the title track of their upcoming album wasn't ear catching enough when his phone rung in the pocket of his jeans. His attention averted there, he told the producer to excuse him before seeing the collar ID. He immediately swiped the answer button. "Lorraine, just a second." He quickly muttered, muting the call and standing up from his chair."You two seem to be getting really close?" His manager commented."None," Sebastian pointed at his manager, glaring at him with raised eyebrows. "Of your business."Sebastian quickly piped before running off to outside of the studio to have some privacy. He checked if any cameras were rolling and sighed in relief when there weren't. He answered the call."You were saying–?""No, no, Iv
Lorraine stepped into the luxury Ana had booked in Las Vegas. Her friends, or should she say 'party friends' along with her reached here safely and Sebastian came an hour later than them.To her surprise, his look was changed from the last time she saw him. Her hair were dyed silver now and was wearing casuals. It was hilarious how hard he was trying to not get noticed. Thankfully, he reached to the hotel unnoticed.She had insisted her friends to take him with them because she wanted to see him badly, Duh.Not that they didn't want to tag him along, the last time he had came there was a blast to the party. They had all enjoyed his company and all but there was this feeling to Lorraine, she felt jittery all over.She dozed off in his thoughts, it was happening quite a lot these days. He was contagious. In a healthy way or not, she didn't know.Sure he'd be less toxic than me.
Lorraine's heels clicked the floor in perfect tuts as she legged through the deserted corridor, her skin prickling hot because she knew he was analysing her body from behind with that drowning gaze of his. She turned around to look at him, eyes sultry and heavy from the alcohol as she opened the door of the last gate of the corridor with her key card in one swift swipe. It was something addicting in the way he caught her lips. Sebastian's lips tasted of champagne and Lorraine grazed her tongue ever so lightly to savour it, her nails digging into his nape as he held her firmly against himself, pushing her on the wall and increasing the pace of his lips. Lorraine's reflex was instant when she gripped his shoulders and switched the positions, making Sebastian lean against the wall. This was the thing about Lorraine, one of the first things that caught Sebastian's eyes, while most women wanted Sebastian to take the
The next morning, Lorraine had a major hungover. Her head thumped with migraine and she felt jittery all over. Nauseous in the worst way possible as she refused to get out of the bed.She groaned when someone knocked on the door, burying herself deeper into the sheets. She didn't sit up until the the person knocked for the third time on the door. She was a wild mess, her hair was frizzy and her fans just won't believe it was the same person who was always so glammed up."Lorraine, are you there?"Her heart started beating rapidly, almost as if it would jump out of her chest by just his voice. By just the fact that he was near, her breathing decreased, skin crawling in fear. This was pathetic to such extremes, she hated feeling so helpless.But she just blankly stared ahead of her, not responding.Sebastian kept knocking without getting an answer, feeling like the most ignored person of the
The blood pounded in herears. Her heart thudded in her chest. Her hands shook. Her feet tingled. Her vision was disfigured as if she were looking through a fish-eye lens. She had to get away from her mind.Woken up with monstrous voices screaming and dominating her in sleep, Lorraine was freaking out.She couldn’t process what and why this was happening to her. You see Lorraine Acker was crazy, quite factually so. She couldn’t hear it anymore, even after waking up the voices haven't stopped.We love you, Lorraine. You'll keep your mouth shut, wouldn't you?No one's listening girl! They've been fed hush money! Shut your damn mouth or your life will be a living h
It was another day for Sebastian, his brothers and him were gathered up in recording studio, ready to record the song. The atmosphere was tense, it had was nothing out of the normal now.Sebastian knew he was the main reason for the whole pressing silence, but he didn't care to cede it.The recording started, it was going well. Sebastian covered up his part smoothly, they had quiet discussions about overlapping sounds and all. It wasn't much, really.That was until Xander broke the silence to start a conversation with Sebastian. He didn't know why his little brother thought it was a good idea to talk to him."How was your little trip to Vegas?""Good." Sebastian grumbled."Did you get some...?" Xander asked, a knowing smirk on his face as he pointed at Sebastian's crotch with his eyes.Sebastian groaned, cringing from inside."No
Scandalous.That's how Lorraine felt right now, sitting behind Sebastian on his Harley while he rode the bike through the highway, her hair wooshing by the cold wind as her arms wrapped around his waist.After that morning when she had the panic attack, her assistant was quick to take her back to LA. Lorraine didn't really remember stuff from the call that took place with her and Sebastian so she was surprised when after two days, Sebastian had shown up at her house with a helmet and a leather jacket on."How'd you get in here?" Lorraine asked once he removed his helmet to ruffle back his blonde hair."Your guard is my fan." He grinned."Come on." He had said. "Let's sneak out.""Right now?""If I can dare, I'm sure you can too."That's how she had ended up here, sitting behind him as he drove off the highway, raptured by the blis
Lorraine stood by the glass window, a cup of coffee in her hand, a cigarette tucked between her lips. She didn't go back to Los Angeles, she came to her apartment in New York since Sebastian was here. She said she didn't wanna go back to Los Angeles so she came where he was. Sebastian was yet to know what happened back in her home town. She had been weirdly silent since she came, which was scary but Sebastian decided he was just gonna stay by her side until she decided to speak up.The cup of coffee was empty now and Sebastian lost track of time. She had just been standing there since so long. His chest was clenching badly at the sight of her and questions were storming in his mind. Sebastian went towards her, staring at her face. The city lights gleamed in her eyes as she stared at the view, her face painted with hues of blue and gold. But her expressions remained a void of emotions, which bothered Sebastian.Sebastian gently touched her hand, catching her attention as she flinched
Stepping into her hometown was nauseating, to say the least. She hated everything about it.Her hometown was very different from Los Angeles, it was smaller, greener. One could even be fooled into thinking it was liberating, wide spaces, flower gardens, the kind where one wants to elope with their lover. Perhaps it was, it could have been, at least. But the air reminded her of how it stung against her cuts. It was famous for its food, Lorraine thought perhaps that was the reason she was never big on eating.Coming here after ten years...Lorraine almost thought that it was a mistake, and all she wanted to do was turn around and get on her jet once again, flying back home. But in a twisted way, it was also kind of uplifting how she had rose from the ashes and had come back ten times stronger than before, only to mock and spit on the godforsaken land.Lorraine refused to meet her mother at her house, so they arranged the meeting in her office."Raine," The woman averted her head to the s
Xander had never seen a man so beautiful before in his life. Given, that no one could possibly be more gorgeous in a room where Xander existed, alluring and ethereal, God's finest piece of craft.But these Acker siblings had these eyes...these pair of champagne eyes that looked like would drip honey any moment as if those pair of hazy orbs were to give the elixir of eternity in the form of tears. But they could also very much drown you, one dip in the lake and the marines would be clutching your ankle and pulling you downwards in the depths of blue.So when Tom Acker cornered him against a wall and openly flirt with him- was Xander supposed to breathe? He supposed not. At least, he could not."I know you get this a lot but- you're the most charming person I've ever met."Xander raised his chin up and met the boy's eyes with his hooded ones."I get that a million times per hour.""Of course you do."Xander hummed. Tom wouldn't have been too old. On the contrary, he might have been too
Once upon a time, Lorraine Acker was a victim.With glinting eyes so big and always wide open to take in her world. Curious. Curious about everything, eyebrows always raised.About a decade ago or so.Once upon a time, Lorraine was helpless and naïve. Oh so naïve. She latched onto any but of comfort she could get. Trusted so easily. Easily enough to get hurt."You're with new bruises."Lorraine lifted her head from her knees, looking at the man in front of her. She rolled her eyes, pressing her cheek to her knee instead and drawing her legs closer towards her chest as a stray tear rolled down the bridge of her nose."That's not news now, is it?" She retorted, voice scraped like shards of glass which somehow made the man in front of get wince.She shouldn't be sitting here, it was fucking pathetic to sit in the middle of the corridor of her house. The maids don't judge but it made her feel weak. She was weak, though. That wasn't news either.The man in front of her was way older. Clad
Watching Tom smoke is not what Lorraine appreciated to see, at all. She hated it, even. But joined him nonetheless."You're a fucking sportsman and you're smoking Winchester, have shame." She commented. "I'm a sportsman with trauma, fucking cut some slack." Tom retorted, eyes sweeping over the water as they both stand at the edge of the yacht. "Besides, you're an actress."Lorraine rolled her eyes. "Hollywood is built on substances. The streets are full of them."Tom hummed, looking down, where the water sprayed in foam due to the motor of the yacht."I feel like–" he said. "I feel like sometimes we sound like him. When he talked about business y'know?""No." Lorraine replied instantly. "No, we're nothing like him. Nothing. He's a sick man. God knows I wish death upon him everyday."Tom places the cigar between his lips again, sucks in and breaths out puffs of smoke."Mommy dearest is selling the business for good."Lorraine furrowed her eyebrows."I thought the will was on you." She
"Lorraine, gorgeous, I love you. I really love you." Sebastian said. "But it's so fucking weird to hold an Oscar in your hand and go to your birthday party like you're holding a cheap beer bottle."Lorraine rolled her eyes, pulling a little on her boyfriend's hand as they entered Lorraine's yacht.Yes, it was her birthday.And she had never known how to feel about birthdays.Materialism was one thing but birthdays usually scared her. It felt like...why did they even come every year? She felt like shit at those days. She was usually filled with guilt upto her neck on her birthdays.It wasn't that her birthday wasn't celebrated nicely. It was just that...her mother's birthday wasn't. A part of her was vivid at her mother, always will be. For not fighting for her when she was dying. Not fighting for her when she had jumped in the fire to save her life.But a part of her also pitied her.Endlessly.Because...She had always been a kind woman. Too kind. So much so that it became her weakne
Looking out of the taxi window, Lorraine took in the fresh air of Busan. Even though it was early winter approaching, the air was still a little wet, sticking to her skin. The city lights that glimmered as they drove onto the bridge were breathtaking. But it did less to settle Lorraine's anxiousness.Fuck, why wouldn't she be anxious? When Sebastian had suddenly dropped the plan of making her meet his parents.She wanted to. She had wanted to meet his family ever since he had mentioned it. It felt very intimate and personal. But...But.But Lorraine was good at everything.Lorraine was good at anything and everything except for when it came to...families. Past was proof. Her encounters with families had been nothing but a short of... destruction. Knowing how much it meant to Sebastian, she was spiralling. She sat at the corner of the backseat, silently basking in the night breezes as the car drove by. She could see the sea."You're still worried."Sebastian's words cut through the sil
Autumn was to an end by the time Sebastian and Lorraine's– along with everyone else's work schedules were coming to a pause.The recently aired news of the power couple, Matt and Ivey being pregnant was blowing up the internet.Sebastian had been on about buying a new house for her and Lorraine in New York for whenever she comes. But she knew that was one of his sneaky tricks to make her come to New York as often as she could.With everyone's thriving success because of their immense hardworking, everyone felt overjoyed. Sebastian and Lorraine felt at peace. Though not seeing each other for months didn't help but doing what they loved and being into their regular schedule gave them inner serenity.The Phoenix brothers had been flying from one country to another for their world tours, receiving the love they didn't even know they deserved. They were sure that every one cried at least once during the world tour. Sebastian cried thrice, for he had never expected he would have dated anyon
Ah, Lorraine really didn't want to. There was no part of Lorraine's job that she didn't like with her every heartstring. But some interviews slightly...just slightly popped the veins in her neck. Sometimes they were too offensive, too open, too disrespectful. She wouldn't blame all the interviews. Yes, asking questions about herself and her life was one thing, but going way too personal was another. Sometimes it would be her bra or the edited nude that went viral. Anything offensive to ruin her day. She didn't understand what they got from asking these questions.Yes, she knew that more than half of the world wanted to have sex with her and people were disgusting pieces of shit so fake pornographies, obsessive behaviour she almost expected. She didn't approve, but she knew what to expect from Hollywood. It was safe to say that Sebastian just happened to be one of those personal things. It wasn't like she didn't want to speak about him at all, she just didn't know what boundaries t