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Agape - Chapter Five

A Joe Mazzello x Fem!Reader fic

Rating: 18+

Chapter Five

Warnings: Language, Jealousy? (idk if that can be a trigger?) Word Count: 2289 A/N: Lol remember that time I said I was going to take a break? Shoutout to work being slow again. And just like that we’re halfway through. I’m really excited to get into the second half of this series. It gets more fun :) Tag list is open!

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The shoot was pretty easy after that. Most of the other scenes that were left were much lighter and weren’t a huge toll on you emotionally.

You and Joe continued to spend every second you could together. You knew it wasn’t a good idea. In fact it was an awful idea. It made you pine for him even more.

But you convinced yourself that if you just made it through the shoot and got back to LA, your infatuation with him would fade away. And by the time you would be starting the press tour, he wouldn’t even be in your thoughts anymore.

You really hoped that was the case.

You often debated making a move; getting flirtier and seeing what happened. Part of you worried he wouldn’t feel the same and you didn’t want to deal with the rejection and awkwardness. But you knew what would come of it even if he did reciprocate. It was the same thing that had happened every time you dated a co-star. You would attempt to keep your relationship a secret for some time, but eventually the tabloids would pick it up. They would call you out for dating yet another co-star and predict that the relationship would be short-lived. Then a few months later while you’re working on another project, he would call you and decide that it’s best you go back to being friends. And then you would never speak again and he would become another entry on a Buzzfeed listicle about all the men you’ve dated in your career.

And the thought of that happening with Joe broke your heart. You cared about him too much to drag him through that and eventually lose him as a friend.

So you compartmentalized. You focused on the fun you were having making the movie and exploring the city. You blocked out how attracted you were to the man and tried to focus on how much you were enjoying just spending time with him.

Time flew by and before you knew it, it was the last week of filming. You personally only had two scenes left to film before you were wrapped: a scene where Joe’s character Desmond and Desmond’s girlfriend Talia meet Leah’s character Eliza, and the final scene. It was pretty rare to be filming the final scene of a movie last as most of the time you shoot pretty out of order. But Julia had insisted for it to be shot last so that you and Joe had time to bond and create chemistry.

Well, her plan definitely worked.

On the day you were filming the scene with Desmond and Talia, you found yourself in the makeup trailer with Leah and Joe. The two of them were already made up and in costume, but your hair stylist was still working on your hair. The three of you were goofing off about something that had happened last week when the actress playing Talia, Briana, walked in.

You took in Briana’s appearance. She was a stick-thin blonde with piercing green eyes. You had overheard someone say that this was her first acting job and that she had been a model previously. You didn’t know her well; you had met during the table read and later had invited her to your meatball dinner, but she wasn’t able to make it. You hadn’t had any other scenes with her, so you hadn’t seen her since the table read.

“Hey, Bri!” Joe called. He made her way over to her and the two exchanged a hug. You felt your cheeks get hot.

“Joey!” she replied. You eyebrows shot up in confusion and disbelief. Joey? Bri?

Joe proceeded to introduce Briana to you, keeping his hand on the small of her back.

“Obviously I know her, Joey. I’m a huge fan! And we have met, actually,” Briana responded.

“Yeah, we met briefly at the table read but we haven’t seen each other since, good to see you!” you said.

“And this is Leah, she plays Eliza,” Joe added. Leah stood up and shook Briana’s hand.

“Yeah I’ve--”

“Nice to meet you,” Leah said, cutting Briana off. You noticed Leah blushed as she shook Briana’s hand.

The four of you made idle chit-chat about the shoot and the scene before your stylist finished with your hair. You all made your way over to the restaurant set, greeting several of the extras once you arrived. Julia appeared, assistant director in tow, and gave quick directions to the background actors while the four of you took your places at your table. Julia eventually made her way over to you and proceeded to let you know that they probably wouldn’t be ready to start for another twenty minutes

Julia walked away, and as if on cue, all four of you pulled out your phones.

“Oh Joey, you have to show me that video you were talking about!” Briana suddenly said after a few minutes.

“Oh right! The banana bread one. Let me pull it up,” Joe replied, tapping away at his phone. You felt your cheeks get hot again. You had shown Joe that video a few weeks back and the two of you had been quoting in non-stop since. You felt a twinge of jealousy creep in. That was an inside joke you had with Joe. And now he’s sharing it with Briana?

You suddenly realized how ridiculous that was. You didn’t have a claim over a dumb internet video. Joe had every right to show that video to whoever he wanted to.

You heard the familiar audio of the video play while Joe and Briana giggled.

You felt Leah nudge you. You turned to look at her, only to see her holding out her phone for you. You looked at the screen and saw her notepad app.

Girl, you are literally staring daggers at the two of them. You okay?

You felt yourself blush. Shit. You hadn’t even realized you were staring at them. You took the phone from her and typed a response.

Yeah, I’m good. I was just zoning out.

You handed the phone back to her and went about busying yourself with your own phone. You started scrolling through social media, something you hadn’t done in a few days. You had been so focused on the shoot and hanging with Joe that you hadn’t had time to check them.

You were scrolling through Instagram when a picture on your feed caught your eye.

joe_mazzello: Thrilled to have had the opportunity to work with the lovely @brianaausten on this shoot! #agapemovie

The caption was under a photo of Joe and Briana hugging outside of Joe’s trailer. The photo had been posted the day before.

Your stomach churned unpleasantly and your cheeks turned red once again. You tapped Joe’s instagram profile and did a quick scan, hoping to find that he had posted a picture with you at some point that you had missed.

But there was no such picture.

Before you could do anything else, Julia’s voice rang out.

“Okay gang, I think we’re ready to do this!”

Shooting finally began on the scene. The scene itself was a double date between Desmond, Talia, Eliza, and Ruby. Desmond had been with Talia for almost a year and Ruby had just started seeing Eliza and wanted to introduce her to her best friend Desmond. The scene was a lot of back and forth dialogue, with some tension between Ruby and Desmond; Desmond quickly learns he is not a fan of Eliza while Ruby has never been a big Talia fan.

Luckily, the tension came easy to you, as you had realized you weren’t the biggest Briana fan.

You and the others worked through the scene, pausing occasionally for some direction from Julia. As time went on, you found yourself forgetting your lines, something you rarely did. As Briana nailed all of her lines over and over again, with praise from Julia, you began to get frustrated.

You never did this. You had always prided yourself on being extremely professional and never forgetting your lines. But your jealousy was kicking your butt. You felt like you were letting everyone down, and the more you messed up, the more frustrated you became.

After a few hours, a production assistant called out for a thirty-minute break. You sighed with relief. You needed to calm down or you were going to lose it. As soon as you were dismissed, you took off to your trailer.

Once you were inside and had shut the door behind you, you slumped onto the couch.

You took a deep breath and attempted to center yourself. You decided it would be a good idea to meditate. You began to work on your breathing when there was a knock at the door with a female voice calling your name from the other side.

“Are you in there?” Leah asked. You sighed and got up to let her in. She shut the door behind her and followed you to the couch.

“Okay, what’s up?” she asked pointedly.

“I’m just having an off day,” you replied, refusing to make eye contact with her.

“Bullshit. Something must have happened. You were all laughs this morning and then suddenly you had a miserable look on your face and start forgetting your lines,” Leah countered.

You finally looked at her. She could see right through you. Might as well tell the truth.

“Fine. I’ll tell you,” you finally said before taking a deep breath. “I’m completely head over heels for Joe and seeing him all buddy-buddy with Briana freaked me out. And I hate that I’m acting this way and it’s causing me to overthink everything and constantly compare myself to her,” you blurt out.

Leah stared at you for a moment before a huge smile spread across her face.

“I knew it! I knew you had a thing for him!” she said, pointing right at you. Your head fell back against the couch as you sighed.

“I’ve got it bad, Leah.”

“So do something about it!” she replied.

“I can’t.”

You then explained your worries and anxieties. You talked about all of your past relationships with co-stars and the ups and downs of those relationships.

“...and I can’t let that happen with Joe. I care about him too much to lose him. If he doesn’t feel the same way, I’ll lose him as a friend. If he does feel the same way and we try to make it work, it will fail and I’ll lose him that way instead.” Leah nodded as you spoke. She paused and thought about what you said before continuing.

“Have you ever thought that it might be different with Joe?” she finally asked.

“Yeah, I entertained the thought. But I don’t know if it’s worth it to take that chance,” you answered.

“Well I can tell you right now that there is nothing going on between Joe and Briana,” Leah said, crossing her arms.

“What makes you so sure?” you asked. She looked down, blushing.

“Because there’s something going on between me and Briana.” Suddenly you remembered their interaction in the makeup trailer. A huge grin spread across your face.

“No shit! Since when?” you asked, lightly tapping her on the shoulder.

“Since the table read. We got drinks after and have been seeing each other since. She’s not out publicly yet, so we’ve been keeping it on the down low,” Leah answered.

“Well I won’t say anything. And I’m happy for you! She’s gorgeous,” you said.

“I know,” Leah replied, a huge smile on her face.

The two of you chatted for the rest of your break, swapping stories about Briana and Joe. You found the conversation extremely cathartic for multiple reasons. Firstly, you now knew that you had no reason to be jealous of Briana’s relationship with Joe. And secondly, you had finally talked to someone about the feelings you had been dealing with for weeks. Getting it out felt therapeutic, and by the time the two of you headed back to the set, you felt relaxed and ready to nail the scene.

The rest of the day went by smoothly. You no longer were in your head and your lines came easily to you. Between takes, you found yourself happily conversing with Joe, Briana, and Leah. The four of you cracked jokes and casually chatted, making the rest of the shoot way more enjoyable.

Eventually Julia called wrap for the day and the four of you all made your way back towards the trailers. You all came to a stop in front of your trailer.

“Well I think we’re going to go get some dinner. You guys in?” Leah asked. She looked right at you and shook her head, and you immediately understood: she wasn’t actually inviting you.

“I’d be down for some dinner,” Joe answered, unaware of the situation. You made eye contact with Leah and she shook her head again. You nodded, understanding her code.

“Actually Joe, I think one of the PAs said they needed the two of us for something,” you lied, looking right at Leah, who smiled in response.

“Well then I guess it’s you and me, Briana,” Leah immediately said, jumping on the opportunity.

“Sounds good to me!” Briana replied. The pair took off before Joe could even protest. You entered your trailer, Joe trailing behind.

“What do they need us for?” Joe asked, shutting the door behind him.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you said, grabbing your purse and keys. “Want to go get drinks?” Joe paused to process what had just happened, but decided not to argue as he followed you back out of the trailer and towards the parking lot.

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T-shirt

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader                                                                

Word count: 1.5k (I haven't written this much in so long??)         

Warnings: Mentions of cheating, drunkness, swearing, me trying to write ‘angst’ and Luke being a D I C K, bad ending?

A/N: Based on T-shirt by gnash!!! This sucks but I haven’t posted in a while and idk what to do with this blog anymore gang.

Also here’s my MASTERLIST

Faded red, short sleeves

I can't forget the way you looked without your jeans on 

It's in my drawer and you're all I dream, so                                                       

I had to let you know you left it here with me

She couldn’t get the image out of her head. She tried and tried but nothing worked, so in the end she just gave up. He was still haunting her dreams and she was still deeply in love. He had just up and left one night when she confronted him about it.She had packed down everything that reminded her of Luke, everything except one shirt. It was a red button up which he loved seeding on Y/N. At first she didn’t remember why she left it hanging, so it wa soon forgotten. One day when she was cleaning out her closet which now seemed too big, she found it. It was hanging there, neatly beside her dresses and blouses.

“What are you doing to me Lu.” She said to herself as she held it in front of her. She picked up her phone and pressed the messages app, scrolled down and pressed the contact she was looking for. She started typing a message but before she pressed send she deleted all of it, closed the app and hung back the shirt.

It kills me to admit that I still want this bad

And I try to forget all the feelings I had

But each time that I look in my closet, I can't

'Cause I still got your t-shirt, do you want it back?

Sometimes Y/N would wear the shirt because she missed him, he was a big part of her life and she hated to admit it but she still loved him. Y/N had decided to get drunk on a Wednesday night because she was in pain. So here she was, after a couple of vodka shots and almost an entire bottle of wine, sitting in her closet and staring at that red fucking shirt. It had been almost a month since she found the red shirt hanging there. She would forget about the shirt and move on, but for the past week she found herself staring at the shirt. So tonight she grabbed her phone and looked through her contacts and when she came to the contact that read Lu❤️ she pressed call, after a few dial tones someone answered, the only problem was that it wasn’t her Luke who answered;

“Hello?” A woman's voice said

“Is Luke there?” Y/N whispered in a small voice.

“Who is this?” The woman asked, clearly very confused to why someone would call her lover at 1am.  

“Can you just give him the fucking phone.” Y/N spat, not understanding why she had to explain herself.

“Tell me who you are and I’ll tell him that you cal-” Before the woman could finish her sentence Y/N hung up. Around 20 minutes later her phone vibrated on the floor next to her, she looked down and unlocked her phone.

‘Why did you call Y/N?’ the text read

'Cause I still got your shirt, do you want it back?’

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I gave you love and all you did was leave first

Then you told me that I shouldn't be hurt

I tried to hide it, but it couldn't be worse

You broke my heart and all I got was this t-shirt

Something 'bout the way I love you seems cursed

But I've learned karma tends to be a b-word

So, I hope you get everything you deserve

You broke my heart and all I got was this t-shirt

Y/N never feel out of love with Luke, but when she caught him cheating she understood that he had fallen out of love with her. At first he didn’t know that Y/N had caught him in the act, so he pretended that everything was the same, which wasn’t very hard since he had done that for almost 6 months.

One night when they were sat on the sofa in Y/N small flat she looked at the love of her life and accidently said; “How Long Lu?” Luke looked away from the TV and looked at his girlfriend.

“What do you mean baby?” Even when those words left his pretty lips he knew deep down what she meant.

“How long have you been cheating on me?” Luke’s body stiffened at those words and so many questions filled his head, like how long had she known and why she didn’t say anything until now.

“You shouldn’t be hurt you know.” He said, that made Y/N furious. How could she not be hurt? She had left almost everything behind just so she could be with the man in front of her.

“I think I'm going to go now Y/N.”

Those were the last words he said to her before he left her flat.

For the next days Y/N wandered around her flat, picking up things that he had left behind, putting gifts in boxes and she even threw away some things. When all his things were organized in a box she grabbed a black marker and in big letters she wrote ‘SOMETHING ABOUT THE WAY I LOVE YOU SEEMS CURSED, BUT I’VE LEARNED KARMA TENDS TO BE A BITCH. SO I HOPE YOU GET EVERYTHING YOU DESERVE’  The box was later shoved into a closet and soon forgotten about.

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I'd burn it in a fire if I didn't know the smell

I'd bury it six feet deep if that would help

I'd hold onto it longer, but you don't like being held

So, I'd really like to see you so that maybe I could tell you

I gave you love and all you did was leave first

Then you told me that I shouldn't be hurt

I tried to hide it, but it couldn't be worse

She tried to get rid of the shirt so many times but she was never able to fully commit. In the end of their relationship Luke seemed to avoid Y/N at all costs. She thought that she had done something to upset him but that was clearly not the case. A week after they had broke up Y/N tried to call him a couple of times, she even texted him, she needed to see him and talk to him. It’s so hard to just let someone go after spending so much together.

But he didn’t want to be around her anymore, he wanted to be with everyone but her. Over the years Y/N had became good friends with the rest of the boys in the band but they seemed to avoid her as well.

Y/N had never been a petty person but she still went and did the last thing she thought she’d do. It was a saturday evening at around 9pm, the sun would soon start setting for the night and she had downed a few drinks because alcohol was her only source of comfort right now. She put on the red button up that had been hanging in her closet, she sat down in front of her big mirror that she had in her living room, she snapped a few good photos and before she could really process what was going on she had posted it on her instagram.

The picture had a warm glow from the setting sun and you could see that she was wearing the red shirt. The caption she chose to have with the photo took the price, it read;

“Then you told me that I shouldn't be hurt, I tried to hide it, but it couldn't be worse”

As soon as the comments came flooding in she turned them off, a while later she made her account private and around 2 days later she deleted her account. The only social medias she kept was her snapchat and her blog, she also kept her twitter but deleted the app from her phone.

You broke my heart and all I got was this t-shirt

Something 'bout the way I love you seems cursed

But I've learned karma tends to be a b-word

So, I hope you get everything you deserve

You broke my heart and all I got was this t-shirt

“Hi Lu, so uh. it’s me again, so i know that you’re probably just deleting these but.” She paused and hiccuped a couple of times.

“I just had to let you know that i still love you very much. but you should know that you’re probably cursed. Because all you did hurt me. A lot” She took a few deep breaths as the tears started to roll down her cheeks.

“So know that i love you very much but please keep in mind that karma is a bitch so i hope you get everything you deserve you pathetic idiot.” She looked at her closet and for the last time she took a few deep breaths and said:      “You broke my heart into a million pieces and all i got was your stupid fucking shirt.” Then she hung up her phone and threw it on the bed beside her. And for the first time in two months she let herself cry.

Tagging some cool people: @panimation @notexactlylegal @lilbabycalum @glitterprincelu @benhardymazzello @softforcal @mathildahilda @perriwiinkle @babyplutoszx2