Thought of You

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  • Published: 28 Sep 2012
  • Updated: 28 Feb 2013
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COMPLETED. Clara-Rose Flemming. 17 years old. Model and actress. Got a call from her agent to be in a music video at Malibu Beach. She goes and finds that it's One Direction's video. She never gets in a relationship with anyone she works with. BUt will Zayn change her mind?


19. Chapter 19

Chapter 19


‘Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up!!!’ A voice chanted as my bed bounced up and down. I groaned into my pillow and rolled over, hoping that the message was crystal clear to the person on my bed.

‘Up, Rose! UP!’ The voice shouted again. I groaned once more and inched towards the other side of the bed. But, of course, with my bad luck I underestimated the length of the bed and ended up falling off. I jumped back up in alarm to find Lexi rolling around on my bed laughing her little ass off. 

‘That wasn’t funny.’ I grumbled while rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

‘Oh my god, that was priceless!’ Lexi managed to say before bursting into more fits of laughter. I growled in a very unladylike way and walked around the bed towards my vanity.

‘What are you doing in my room, Lex? It’s like 7 in the morning.’ I chastised.

‘It’s freaking 11, you dope.’ I saw Lexi roll her eyes through my mirror.

‘Exactly, it’s 7- wait, what?’ I did a double take and spun around to face her.

‘It’s 11.’ She repeated and my eyes grew wide.

‘Well... sh*t.’ I cursed and sped off towards my bathroom.

‘What’s the hurry?’ Lexi asked as she walked into the bathroom with me.

‘I’m supposed to be down at the studio today.’ I told her as I quickly stripped off my clothes and jumped into the shower. Lexi was still in the room and she sat on top of the toilet seat with the lid down.

‘Well, you’re stupid. What time were you supposed to be there?’ Lexi scolded and asked.

’12:30.’ I answered her as I scrubbed my body. I heard her groan lightly.

‘Great.’ She grumbled.

‘What’s with the complaining?’ I asked her as I turned off the shower and grabbed the towel of the rack.

‘I was hoping to get all the deets about your date today.’ She muttered.

‘Oh. We could just gossip later. I need to be there soon.’ I hopped out, wrapping the towel tightly around my body.

‘Okay, fine.’ She sighed, giving in. She was about to walk away before spinning back around to face me. ‘I’ll be with the boys today, okay? I need to do finishing touches on their outfits.’ She informed me. I nodded and she walked out. 

I pulled on a beige coloured knit sweater and grey skinny jeans. I slipped on beige ankle boot heels and slipped on a beanie on top of my dry crazy bed hair. I applied the essential make up- peach blush, rosy lips, brown eyeshadow and dark mascara and eyeliner. I put my phone, wallet, keys and a whole bunch of other stuff in my grey Marc Jacobs bag. 

‘Lex, I’m leaving.’ I yelled and I heard her farewell back.

I hopped into my blue mini cooper and drove off towards the studio. I dropped by Starbucks for a caramel frappucino then quickly sped off to the studio. Once I parked out front, I grabbed my bag and my frappucino and headed inside.

‘Hey, Clara!’ I heard a voice yell out to me from across the parking lot. My head whipped around as I searched for the owner of the voice. I finally caught sight of him walking towards me. Flicking his dirty blonde hair out of his eyes, his face broke into a smile.

‘Hey, haven’t seen you since last week.’ His eyes glinted with happiness.

‘Yeah, that’s true. How have you been this last week, Jake?’ I asked him as we walked through the front doors.

‘Great, I was with my girlfriend in Ireland. We went to visit her family.’ He smiled happily.

‘Aw, is Jake in luuuurv?’ I wiggled my eyebrows at him.

‘Maybe. We’ve only been together for two months and I’m not even sure if I love her or not.’ He shrugged his shoulders but he was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

‘You are! Awwwww, this is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.’ I squealed a bit. 

‘Oh my god, Clara. You’ve known me for about a week and you’re already gushing over my love life.’ He rolled his eyes playfully.

‘Well, who cares. And you can call me Rose.’ I smiled at him.

Usually, I wouldn’t let any person I’m working with call me Rose. Not one person. Unless we’re still friends after the time we worked together. But something is changing me. I’m getting comfortable with people a lot. And I honestly don’t mind people calling me Rose anymore. 

‘Rose?’ He asked, obviously confused.

‘My name is Clara-Rose, remember?’ I reminded him.

‘Ooooh, you prefer Rose?’ He asked. I nodded in response.

‘Oh! Jake, Clara! You’re here.’ Lance called as he walked into the foyer.

‘Hey, Lance.’ I smiled.

‘Ready for shooting?’ He grinned. Jake and I nodded eagerly. 

‘Right this way.’ He lead us out the back where there were a lot of sets and studios. 

‘Okay, we’re going to work on the scene where you two go out on your first date.’ He directed us to what resembled a park. 

‘What’s the first date?’ I asked him.

‘Read the script. Joan is quite proud of how she wrote it.’ He chuckled lightly. ‘Okay, go to hair and make up!’ He chirped and push us to a trailer.

Jake and I walked in and we were immediately engulfed by people. After hair and make up, we walked out with our scripts in hand as we walked over to the costume trailer.


Finn: Here we are my lady. *bows with his hand held out*

Jess: Where is here? 

Finn: For me to know and you to find out *winks*

Jess: You’re lucky I even agreed to this date, so maybe you should tell me.

Finn: But where’s the fun in that?

Jess: *rolls eyes*

Finn: It’s only a couple of metres away. Chill, man.

Jess: Wait, is this Hyde park?

Finn: Yup. 

Jess: This is so much prettier than Australia.

Finn: That’s where you’re from! I’ve been trying to guess by your accent but I never could pinpoint where.

Jess: Oooh, pinpoint. I’m surprised you know what that means.

Finn: There’s more to this sexy body than meets the eyes. *poses like a god*

Jess: *snorts* What sexy body?

Finn: *covers heart* I’m hurt.


‘Aw, this is a cute scene!’ I cooed as I read over the page. Jake chuckled from beside me.

‘You’re so hopelessly romantic.’ He chuckled again. I laughed along with him as I pulled on the clothes I was told to put on.

It’s ironic, isn’t it? Two weeks ago, I would cringe away from the word love. My heart would accelerate every time it was mentioned. I used to think love is a horrifying thing. Still kind of do, but it’s starting to change. I don’t know what it is that’s making it change. I’m still scared of love. I’m scared to fall in love. I’m scared to feel love again. I’m scared of what will happen if I do let myself love. But if I feel it, will it be okay?

‘Wait, there’s a kissing scene?’ I asked out loud.

‘Well, ain’t this awkward.’ Jake laughed lightly.

‘Yup. Hey, look. I get to slap you after!’ I smiled smugly.

‘What!?’ His eyes widened in shock.

‘In your face, Wood!’ I stuck my tongue out at him.

‘Whatever, Flemming.’ He rolled his eyes at me.

‘Clara?’ A lady in her early thirties with reddish-brown hair approached me.

‘Yes?’ I answered, fixing the denim skirt I was asked to put on.

‘Someone’s here for you.’ She gestured for me to follow her. I looked at Jake in confusion and he just shrugged his shoulders. I followed the lady with my eyebrows furrowed. Who’s here?

I walked out of the trailer and the first person I saw was Christian. My eyes widened in shock. Oh god. Oh no. Oh god no. Please, please, please tell me he’s not the person that’s here for me. But then what is he doing here if he isn’t? I started to panic as a smirk crept onto his sneering face. I followed the reddish-brown haired lady in front of me and I almost sighed in relief when she walked past Christian. 

If Christian isn’t here for me, then what is he doing here?

‘Here we are.’ The lady smiled at me and I smiled back automatically.

‘Thank you.’ I said to her and she nodded her head, walking away.

I turned back around to see him standing with his back turned to me. His black hair stuck up at the front by his quiff. His arms were crossed in front of his chest, making his shoulders look so much more broader. 

‘Zayn?’ I called out in confusion. He turned around and once he saw me his face broke out into a grin.

‘Hey, Rose.’ He chirped.

‘Hi?’ I half-asked, half-greeted as I looked at him questioningly.

‘What are you doing here?’ I asked him.

‘Nothing, just wanted to see you on your first day.’ He shrugged with his face still spread out in a grin.

‘That’s sweet.’ I commented.

‘Sweet? I don’t do sweet. I’m a man. Man aren’t sweet.’ He glared at me playfully.

‘Is that so?’ I raised an eyebrow at him.

‘Very much so.’ He nodded confidently.

‘Whatever, you’re still sweet.’ I winked and laughed before turning away. I felt his arms wrap around my waist before I took two steps.

‘You are so in for it.’ I heard him murmur in my ear and he began tickling me like crazy.

I laughed loudly as his fingers softly dug into my sides. I felt his fingers fluttering over my sensitive spots on my sides and I tried to stop him but he wouldn’t budge. I cried out but it was drowned by my laughter.

‘Z-zayn. Stop! Sto- HAHAHAHAHA- STOP!’ I kept yelling out and I can hear his chuckles behind me. I tried to grab his hands to push it away but I was drowning in my own laughter to stop. I somehow crashed onto the floor with Zayn still tickling me. 

‘Zayn! HAHAHA, d-don’t. Stop!’ I cried out and I can feel the tears starting to pool in my eyes because of my giggling.

‘Nu-uh. Not unless you say Zayn is the sexiest man alive and he is no where near sweet.’ He chuckled again and not once did his fingers break contact from my sides.

‘No!’ I yelled out. I felt his hands stop and I sighed in relief. My stomach ached from my laughing.

‘What was that?’ He asked, turning his head to the side pretending to get a better hearing.

‘No.’ I giggled.

‘Wrong answer.’ He smirked and began tickling me again.

‘No, no! Stop. I’ll say it!’ I yelled and he removed his hands and smirked.

‘I lied!’ I grinned and ran away from him, towards the set.

‘Rose!’ He yelled after me and began chasing me around the set.

‘Actors on set please.’ I heard Lance’s voice call from the megaphone. I turned to face Zayn and he had smug smile on his face.

‘I’m not done.’ He said, huskily.

‘I’m so scared.’ I said sarcastically.

‘And you will be. Now, go before you get fired.’ He gave me light shove.

‘Yeah, yeah. I’m going.’ I muttered and made my way to the set. I caught up with Jake and he wiggled his eyebrows at me.

‘What?’ I asked him innocently.

‘Zayn! Zayn! Stop! Omg, Zayn.’ He did a terrible impersonation of me. 

‘I didn’t sound like that!’ I whined.

‘Suuure, you didn’t.’ He winked and I grunted.

‘Okay, ACTION!’ Lance yelled out and we went into our acting zone.




‘You did a good job, babe.’ Zayn winked as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

‘Thank you! I grinned and we walked back to retrieve my stuff.

‘I still don’t like the fact that you two had to kiss.’ He said with a tone of jealousy in his voice. I looked up to see his face scrunched up a bit and his hazel eyes a bit angry.

When we had to do that bit the first time, I saw Zayn’s face turn red with rage. I rolled my eyes at him and he shook his head when he caught me. We had to do that scene a few times for camera angles and slap-perfecting and stuff like that. And each time, Zayn would be glowering at Jake. I told him that he had nothing to worry about because Jake had a girlfriend and I don’t even like Jake like that. 

‘Oh, calm down Zayn. At least I slap him after, aye?’ I said with a light laugh.

‘But you don’t actually hit him. It was a stage slap.’ He complained.

‘Eh, a slap is a slap.’ I shrugged my shoulders.

‘Fair enough.’ He shrugged his shoulders and I rolled my eyes.

‘We better go.’ I said and I began walking to my car. He caught my wrist and spun me around.

‘Meet me at my apartment?’ He questioned.

‘Yeah, just text me the address.’ I nodded.

‘Okay.’ He smiled and let go of me. ‘Oh, and Rose?’ He called out. I spun on my heel.

‘Hm?’ I said with my eyebrows raised. He just smirked and took two strides towards me.

He tilted my chin up and stared into my eyes.

‘See you later.’ He said huskily and leaned in slowly. Very slowly.

I found myself getting impatient. So I put my hands on the back of his head and pulled it down so our lips touched. I felt him smile as I kissed him hungrily. We pulled away after a bit.

‘You’re impatient today.’ He wiggled his eyebrows at me. I rolled my eyes.

‘Shut up.’ He just chuckled and walked towards his car.

I turned around and walked towards mine but stopped in my tracks. I glared at Christian as his lips curled into a smirk. It was those creepy smirks that said ‘this is going to be fun’. I found myself practically jogging back to my car.

And the realisation hit me: he’s going to be in the same move as me. 

Well... shit.






Fist pump for the awesome chapter? I think so. I’m quite proud of this one. Hell yessssssss, dance party!! Anyway, hope you enjoyed this one.


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