Behind the Scene

XVI. The Backless Dress

Hello readers! It's been what, a whole year since I last updated this story?! What a horrible person I am! Which is why, I am happy to announce that this story is under new management.

BeesAndOtherAngels a fellow Wattpad writer, has graciously volunteered to finish the story where I left off. Again, so there is no confusion, while the story is under my profile, from here on out (unless specifically stated) this story will not be written by me, but by BeesAndOtherAngels. She is also a Mads Mikkelsen lover and has some of her own fanfiction so you should definitely check them out.

I'm also currently writing a story called One Night -shocking, I know- so if you guys want to check it out and let me know what you think that would be great!

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I walk into the studio with the confidence of a thousand models, by the sound of my heels clicking the floor. There was no exact point on dressing well if soon I was changing to my character's figurine but I felt the confidence crawling upon me this morning. The loose knee length flower dress was floating behind me as I walk and the eyes were following me like magnets.

I see Ryan in a corner adjusting some sort of wires and microphones. "Good morning, Ryan." I shout.

He turned his head to me but takes a while to respond. "Morning, Reed. Looking good, huh?"

"Yeah, thanks. I woke up with good humor today, feeling ready."

"That's good to hear!"

I walk across from him, towards the make up room. I make this specific way that I know that Sawyer will probably not be. I knew exactly to whom I dressed up this good to, and it wasn't for him. Once I'm there, I see nobody's around. I look at my watch, 7:30. Odd, they are usually here earlier than all the actors.

I leave my purse on one of the tables and sit there waiting. Five minutes passes by and not a sound from them. I decide to not worry about this, probably just Sawyer. I get sick of being here in a swift and my hands itch from the need of a cigarette. I notice I haven't had a smoke the whole day. I search on my purse for a couple of cigarettes and this cute pink lighter I bought.

I make my way to the studios park forest. I look for my usual stone bench as I light the cigar. I'm field with happiness and excitement as I see the stripe of sunlight hitting the bench and I sit right under it, enjoying the heat. I end with the first just to light another and stay there for more five minutes.

As I sit in there with my eyes closed and head laid back, I notice the light that hit my eyes is much darker. The sun couldn't be gone so quickly. I open my eyes to see what it seems to be an angel. Mads standing in front of me, arms crossed with a smile. The sun hitting his back created this aura around him. A truly heavenly picture."Do you have any idea of how beautiful you look?" He says coming to sit by my side. I feel relieved for having the sun back.

"I don't even have my makeup on yet." He looks at me closely, touches my face softly analyzing it slowly. I could worry about the small crinkles I had or the darkness under my eyes, maybe the natural color of my lips. But all those things seemed pointless with him here with me.

"I don't see the flaws." A feeling blooms in my stomach like a flower, or butterflies flying. He kisses me softly and gets back to look at me again. The sun hitting his face makes him look more handsome than ever. His lips, the freshly shaven face with the smell of flowery aftershave, caramel colored eyes.

Heart please control yourself. Now.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Even though you always run from me, I always know where you are." He puts a string of my hair behind my ear.