March 2021

"What's your favorite part of doing this kind of stuff?"

After Alina had gotten a light breakfast, she headed back to Sofia's office. With Darcy now there, they both immediately got back into completing their assigned tasks. Currently, they were walking on set, needing to deliver film equipment to a camera technician.

"Not being in the limelight of everything else. Being a production assistant, you don't always get enough credit, but making connections makes up for it. This might be my last movie to be one, I want to try backpacking, getting away from here," Darcy went on the explain.

"Here you go." Alina handed the equipment to the technician only receiving a quick thanks in return.

"That sounds like fun, I would too it's j-" her sentence interrupted when she bumped into someone. "I'm so sorry!"

The other person laughed, dismissing the situation.

"It's fine, I should've also seen where I was going. I'm Florence."

She held her hand out.

Alina shook her hand in embarrassment. "Alina. Again I'm sorry, I can be clumsy sometimes."

"Really it's fine, stop apologizing." Florence shook off the situation looking at something behind Alina. "I'm being beckoned, it was nice meeting you."

Before Alina could add something in, Florence was walking towards Harry.

"She's so pretty," Darcy whispered.

Alina nudged her shoulder. "Crushing on an actress?"

Darcy nudged Alina's shoulder. "Crushing on an actor?"

She immediately rejected the question. "No."

Putting her hands up, Darcy stops entertaining the fact. "Okay, but don't say I didn't warn you."

Alina begins to blush. "I can promise you, I will never develop feelings for Harry."

Darcy smirked. "I never said a name."

Realized that she was caught, Alina tried changing the subject. "Don't we have to get coffee for some of the crew?"

"And action!" Olivia's voice boomed through the studio.

With a shake of her head, Darcy couldn't stop smiling. "Come on," she whispered.

The brunette and redhead walked back to craft services, not feeling the pair of eyes following them.

"Cut! Harry, what's the matter?"

"Nothing." His eyes were still on the two's figures.

Olivia turned around to see what had Harry's attention. Her face became emotionless.

"Focus or she'll be gone."

The threat had now gained his attention. His eyes widened. "What?"

"Your little girlfriend won't be here tomorrow if you can't focus and get this scene done."

Harry clenched his jaw. "What?"

"Don't you think that's a bit extreme, Olivia?" Florence added.

"Stay out of this," Olivia seethed.

"Olivia! Office now!" Hurried footsteps sounded behind the three.

"What? I didn't do anything."

Sofia didn't hesitate to repeat herself. "Office. Now!"

With the roll of her eyes, Olivia walked away in evident anger.

"Flo. Haz." Sofia acknowledged them before following the blonde.

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"You were being completely out of line!"
Forcefully shutting the door, Sofia started yelling.

"W-What? No I wasn't." Olivia defended herself.

"You were! I have received multiple complaints about your attitude towards crew members. The poor things were too scared to say anything because they thought they'd be fired. Hell! Ever since I hired Ms. Alonzo, your attitude has been worse than usual," Sofia was walking back and forth in front of her desk, "And then you threatened to fire her because you can't differentiate your worries from reality so you decide to stay out of touch and let it affect your work ethic."

Sofia stopped pacing and faced Olivia. "You may be a producer. You may play a part in this movie. And you may be the director. But I can assure you that if this continues, I will make sure you will never work another second in this industry."

An expression of shock spread across Olivia's face.

"Because it is people like you that make others worry where people tend to withhold themselves of their real value. So they hold back and don't say a damn thing. Is that understood? Or should I make a few calls?"

Tears were forming in Olivia's eyes. She had never been confronted in such way.

Nodding her head in confirmation. "Understood."

A smirk of satisfaction spread across Sofia's face.

"Good, now get the hell out of my office."

Beginning to nod her head rapidly, Olivia quickly made her way out of Sofia's office.

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"You can take this one."

While Olivia's dramatics were being dealt with, the two production assistants were finally heading back with trays of coffees they needed to deliver to some of the crew members.

"Are you sure? That's a shit ton of coffee." Darcy seemed unsure, seeing as Alina was trying to balance the trays of coffee.

"Yes, it's only three trays, I'll be fine." The brunette waved the concern off.

"If you're sure." Darcy was still hesitant, but redirected her attention when she saw all the commotion.

"Hey, what's going on?" she asked a nearby crew member.

"We don't know." The crew member shrugged his shoulders and walked away with one of the coffees that was in the tray Darcy was holding.

Darcy called after him. "Hey! That was Alex's." The guy was too far to hear, she rolled her eyes. "Men."

As everyone looked to be huddled, the girls tried to hand out the coffee. That was until Alina's arms grew tired from carrying the coffee.

"Shit!"

"No!" Another voice in somewhat of a distance yelled.

"You should never be afraid to ask for help, love." The same voice was closer to Alina.

Harry had caught the flying trays.

Eyes wide, Alina looked up at Harry. "Where'd you come from?"

"Thank you, Harry. You saved my job, Harry," he imitated her voice.

He waved his hand. "Oh it's no problem, darling."

Still in a state of shock, Alina didn't move. As everyone around them still had their eyes on the two.

Noticing the prying eyes, Harry pulled Alina aside.

Taking the other tray out of her hand and set it down on a table beside them, Harry held Alina with his hands on her shoulders.

"Earth to Alina?" Shrinking down to be at eye level, he looked worried.

"I think I just saw my career flash before my eyes. I don't know what I would've done if any of the equipment was ruined." Snapping out of her daze, Alina looked around.

Laughing at her, Harry glanced at the equipment next to them. "I don't think that anything bad would happen. Besides I wouldn't let anyone fire you. Who else am I supposed to go to about consulting my new songs?"

Gasping, Alina looked happier now. "You finished a few of your songs?"

"Maybe," smirking, Harry titled his head to the side, feeling accomplished that he was able to distract Alina from her nervousness.

"And you want me to be your consultant about your new songs?" Alina pointed at her chest with her index finger.

"Don't you want, I don't know," she blew air out of her mouth. "To go to someone extremely more experienced about giving you feedback. I may like music and all, but I don't know if I'm exactly qualified to green light songs. What if the fans find out and they get angry at me for not letting you release one of the songs?"

"I mean you said you majored in English. And well English is filled with poetry, and poetry is somewhat similar to songs because they both tell a story about someone or something." Taking in Alina's words, Harry held a serious expression on his face. "I think you'll be fine."

Looking deep into her eyes, Harry studied them.

"Look, you don't have to if you don't want to. I'm not pushing you in any way, but it's just an offer," picking at his lips with his pointer finger and thumb.

"How do you feel about sushi for lunch today?"

kami speaks!

- i'm going to see niall horan in
concert next week, i'm excitedddd

- update: it was the best concert ever. the
irishman got compared to a potato