(3) The Swan- :;)

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"Fuck, I'm staring again", I thought to myself as I fixed the lighting again.

The bright lights of the set absorbed into Alex's skin, making goosebumps rise all over my skin every time I glanced in his direction. The cameras started flashing and he let his hand go through his hair. I just sighed. This man was truly godly.

"You are needed."

I rose my head and saw my beloved boss. He gave me a small smile. Well, at least he was in a good mood today.

"You can go and tidy up the dressing room. I heard someone shattered a cup in there."

I nodded and started to walk away in the direction of the room. It shouldn't have been that big of a deal if I managed to be careful enough. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the pieces of glass on the floor. I managed to pick them up with the help of a towel and threw them away.

I jumped on the couch, which was placed in the middle of the room, letting myself get a break. I looked around the spacious room, as I made myself more comfortable. My eyes landed on a small piece of paper on the coffee table. I took it carefully in my hands and started to fold it with ease. I remembered how I used to do this all the time while I was in high school, using it as a coping mechanism every time stress filled my body.

I completed the little animal and placed it on the table in front of me.

"That's really lovely," said a voice from behind me.

I froze. Turning around I saw him: the one I admired on set with such passion a while ago. A grin formed on the man's face, his gaze moving between my body and the small origami. The awkward silence filled the dressing room. No words left my mouth, the only thought in my head being how I made such a fool of myself in front of Alex fucking Turner.

"Why a swan?", he pointed towards it.

"Uhm, it's my favorite animal probably." 

The stuttered response earned a smile. His face was glowing, making you blush. There came the staring once again.

"So...who are you love?"

That goddamn nickname...

"I work here actually, I'm sorry if I bothered you."

I offered him a small smile. In his eyes I looked twice as beautiful right then, but I didn't know that yet.

"Nice to meet you i-work-here-actually, but you didn't bother me."

"Y/n", I said, getting up from the black couch.

We were both there, staring at each other. I could fill the tension building up, but I couldn't tell that I wasn't enjoying this little moment.

"I actually need to get back to work," I confessed, remembering that I still had a job "my boss is probably looking for me."

I started to walk away slowly, but I was soon stopped by Alex.

"Why don't you come back here for lunch? I'm still very intrigued by this little guy."

I turned around and saw the swan in his hand.

"It would be my pleasure."
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A/N:
I hoped you enjoy this one! LOVE YOU!

Word Count: 549

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