The A-List

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa saw him crying and immediately lightened up on him knowing she wouldn't want to be screamed at when she was crying, plus he was going back into his childlike faze where he did it when he was upset and didn't know what to do. She ran a hand through her messy hair having not even thought about her hands at all. She knew he was going to ask about them later probably. She knew he wanted to be this form of a hardass and didn't quite comprehend why. You had to let your fucking walls down sometimes. It made absolutely no sense and she didn't understand his mental illness and so she couldn't be as compassionate as she needed to be as well. She noticed he hadn't even flinched and she didn't know whether to be scared or what. She simply didn't understand. She wished she did so she could help him more, but it seemed she just made it worse. Some nights she stayed up just thinking about if she should leave or not. She didn't want to be here if it made someone else worse than they needed to be. She then murmured, "I'll put concealer on the cuts and such before you go on set. Plus, you could just wear a suit." She told him knowing she was correct. She sighed before blinking when she heard her name. It had been so faint she had barely heard it. She turned to face him blinking when he kissed her cheek. She heard his heavy sigh and frowned before thinking to herself. It's not a good idea. She thought. She kissed his cheek anyways, knowing that wasn't what he had meant.

Alyssa was grateful when he vacuumed the rug. She averted her eyes from his personal stuff not wanting to intrude on anything. She went into the living room, still not having realized her hands were bleeding. Hearing him, she murmured, "I'll cook. I haven't cooked in awhile. Granted it's going to be a very plain dinner. "She told him knowing one of the only things she could cook was spaghetti with garlic bread and some type of vegetable. She didn't like eating non-healthy. Her mother had been a nurse after all. She was used to vegetables and all sorts of fruits and didn't mind it one bit. She looked into the fridge before hearing the television. "Wish they'd butt the fuck out of my life." She hissed not very happy. She was not quite fond of people assuming they knew the situation. They had no fucking clue. "Oh great, it's by my favorite reporter." She muttered. The guy had a fancy for Alyssa and continuously ragged on Thomas.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas sat carefully on the couch, hands folded in his lap as his eyes stayed up on the tv. Sure there was plenty more on to watch, but he liked this, even though it made him emotional sometimes. He responded with a smile when she said she would cook. He liked when she did, it was simple, but good food. Plus he had to eat, his stomach was literally gnawing away at him. Thomas didn't like this reporter either, even when the couple had been fine and happy. He would assume Thomas was some type of abusive asshole, and that Alyssa was just an innocent girl trapped. He also brought their acting into it, which he believed to weaken the argument. "Remember, right after we started dating, he tried getting you to leave with him, was that the oscars? I think it was. I had won so I went up to give my speech, and he wanted to bring you home to bed you. You were so appalled." He said and chuckled softly. He brought one hand up to his cheek where she kissed him and he smiled slightly. "He's a dink. I doubt anyone believes him." He said and looked into the kitchen.

Thomas was slowly regaining a grip on his mind, deciding to help Alyssa out a bit. He did the simple thing, he made the garlic bread, this time he didn't burn it. So he was happy. Just as she was finishing up, he put the two plates on their huge table, along with silverware. He glanced back to Alyssa to see her reaction. It was rare to dine at the table, usually if they ate together it was in the couch while they watched the news. Thought it still could be seen from the table. He set a few pieces of bread in each plate. Not really giving her a chance in whether or not she wanted to eat here. When the food was ready he prepared both a plate and he sat down. Thomas looked at the food and took in a breath before smiling. "Smells good. But you always make good spaghetti." He said and started eating. He ate quietly, talking to her when she talked to him. Occasionally he would glance at the news if they came up,rolling his eyes or muttering a comment under his breath.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa didn't know what was going on with Thomas at the moment. She was so confused. She took some pots and pans out and started to make the food. She didn't mind cooking, she just wasn't used to it. Usually Thomas wanted something quick and simple, which was not her cooking at all. Alyssa dragged it out because she used all natural ingredients and didn't want to go the easy toute in food making. She didn't see the need. She didn't like eating much heavily processed foods. YOu could kidn of say she was a health nut, but she called it looking out for her body. She knew most people didn't do that and she sighed for a moment before hearing him and shaking her head and said, "Yes, that was him. I was so angry as well. He knew I was dating you, what would give him the slightly inkling at all to ask me to go home with him. Nevermind a date, he just wanted the one thing. And he called you obnoxious." She said shaking her head in disgust. "He disgusts me." She sighed before nodding. "Good, I hope no one believes a goddamn word out of his head. He just makes up shit about you and then says oh she just doesn't know what's going on which portrays me as stupid and that's extremely offensive."

Alyssa started to cook the food making sure the meat was browned properly. She made green beans as well, which didn't come from a can, but were actual green beans that were not pre sliced. She smiled as she started to set things on the table seeing as Thomas had picked there to eat. She had seen him touch his face where she had kissed him and wondered why. She shook her head before sitting down. Once she was sitting down and had raised her hands to eat did she finally see her hands and shook her head ignoring them. She'd take care of that later. She hoped he didn't notice. She began to eat with him, having a comment here for there to say when he spoke to her. She stretched gently having finished what she wanted. She left the rest on the table knowing he was hungry. If he wasn't hungry, she swore to god she would force feed him. She didn't care what he wanted. He needed the food. He also needed mental guidance. She didn't want to say help because there was nothing wrong with people with mental illnesses, and while she didn't romanticize it, she believed guidance was necesarry. She yawned softly trying to rub her back with one hand because it was starting to hurt her.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas listened to Alyssa as she spoke and couldn't help but chuckle. She hated that reporter, it was funny, not that Thomas like him. He hated him too. But he liked listening to Alyssa sometimes. "You know you aren't stupid. Don't pay mind to the lies." He said and continued to eat. Thomas noticed her hands and frowned, but he figured the dinner table wasn't the place to ask about them. But he made a mental note to ask her when they were done. He ate while she sat and ate too, but when Alyssa got up he frowned slightly. He was hungry, yes, but he didn't want to continue to eat without her. He had his weird little habits, and eating alone was one of them. He folded his hands in his lap and looked at his food for a minute. She'd be pissed if he didn't eat. "Please come sit with me." He said quietly. "You know I hate eating alone." He said and looked up at Alyssa. "I'll leave you alone for the rest of the night, just please, until I'm done?" He asked quietly. Thomas didn't understand anything anymore. He didn't understand his feelings for her, or how to act around her, or even what they were. Sure they were a couple, but this wasn't a relationship.

When Alyssa joined he continued to eat. Thomas ate most of the food before he packed away leftovers. He was curious if she ate the leftovers, he didn't, but he also never checked the fridge unless it was for a drink. When he finished his food and cleaning up he looked like he was going to ask Alyssa something else, but the look disappeared form his face and he sighed. "Goodnight." He murmured. Thomas grabbed a water bottle from the fridge, and walked off to his room, he locked the door again behind him. He sat on the bed and was quiet for a few minutes. But that was when he decided to dig out the pictures of them. And everything else he had in his desk. Love notes, things from dates, gifts from her, pictures. He held the box close and bit his lip to help contain a silent sob.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa simply nodded knowing what he was trying to say. He wasn't very good with words unless they came from a script it seemed. She didn't quite understand it. She shrugged to herself knowing everyone was different. It was a good thing to understand that people were different. She gave a soft yawn. She heard him and turned to look at him and sighed before sitting down once more. "I forgot." She told him honestly. She continued to talk to him knowing he ate more when he had someone to talk to because then he felt better. She didn't understand it, but she complied as best as she could. She sighed shaking her head, "You don't have to leave me alone for the rest of the night, I simply forgot." She told him. Once upon a time she would've called him honey or love, but now it seemed that was over. She suddenly felt very lonely even though there was a person right in front of her. She missed feeling like she mattered. Now it felt like she was just this big burden you couldn't get rid of. She watched him wondering what he thought. She wondered what he thought on a regular basis. She was sure it wasn't anything like she thought.

Alyssa watched as he ate most of the food, content that he did so. "Good. Keep eating like that from now on. How're you going to act in a movie if you don't get your energy." She told him softly trying to motivate him. Alyssa usually got up in the middle of the night and ate since she had sleeping issues. She didn't sleep a lot. She wondered why that was. She watched him and watched as a look disappeared from his face and sighed hearing him. "Goodnight, Tom." She murmured using her old nickname for him on accident. She didn't even notice it had slipped. She went into her own room after he had locked the door. She went into her bathroom and slipped off the wraps before getting into the shower. She grabbed onto the wall and leaned over pressing her forehead against the wall. She wanted to just hit something again. She looked up into the water before just closing her eyes. She sighed feeling a few tears fall down. She wondered how someone could feel so lonely being surrounded by fans and living with someone. She wrapped her arms around herself before looking down.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas held the memories in his lap and sobbed for most of the night. He knew this wasn't healthy, she knew it too. He refused to leave. He felt because if they did end whatever relationship they had now, that he would never have her back in his life. And even though it had only been two years, he didn't want to lose her. Thomas just hoped every night she wouldn't leave him. He didn't know what to think anymore. Hell she had called him Tom. Ever since their big fight over getting each other fired she called him Thomas, or some profanity in a fight. He wished he had never gotten that stupid part in that stupid movie. Ever since she got upset about his costar, big and bad Jennifer Lawrence, had been getting too close for comfort. Alyssa hated her, and he did too, because that ruined what he had going for him. Being the petty man he was, he got her fired from her next film, and that's how it ended. Screaming matches and hating each other, but he wouldn't say he hated her, not at all. He wondered why he didn't leave after that, or why she didn't. But now wasn't the time to wonder.

Thomas didn't sleep that night. The closest he got was lying down with his eyes closed as he thought about the past and the good times he had with Alyssa. When the alarm went off he groggily got up and dragged himself out of bed. He didn't even bother showering right away, first making a pot of coffee, and turning on the tv like he always did. Thomas also remembered that they hadn't checked the mail recently. So he went out and got it. He separated hers and his, leaving hers on the table. But when he noticed a directors signature and a heavy lain script, he was curious. He frowned as he just glanced over it. The character they wanted her to play was basically a bimbo there to look good for the men. He didn't want her acting in that shit. She hated when he was just man candy. Thomas frowned and sat at the table drinking coffee when he waited for her to get up. When Alyssa entered the kitchen he looked up. "You're not acting in that movie. They want you as a slur to be stared at for the male audience. You don't need that, you're hot, but you're better than that." He said and pointed to the script, sipping his coffee again.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa sighed once she was out of the shower she started to dry her hair with a towel before making her way over to the living room. She laid down and once it hit around 2 she got the leftovers and ate them before watching a movie. She was watching Harry Potter again. She bit her lip and pulled tissues over with her and cried a little bit. She sniffled before curling into a ball and falling asleep there. When it was four she woke up once more and headed into her room. She tossed and turned all night. She woke up and woke up and woke up and continuously shifted to get into a comfier position. She finally went to bed at around 7 and woke up at around 9. She sighed waking up and went into the bathroom to put on her clothing. She picked jeans and a cute tank top. She went out to the living room having bags under her eyes and looked far worse than usual. She had left her makeup off for the moment not wanting to fool with trying to get her eyeliner symmetrical at the moment. She wasn't a morning person at all.

Alyssa yawned and saw Thomas and waved at him, blinking when he said she wasn't acting in a movie and raised an eyebrow before looking down at the script having not even seen any of this. "I don't even know what this script is." She muttered. "Oh look. It's an offer." She sighed throwing it away. "I'll take your word for it. I never accepted it. They send me scripts sometimes so I can see if I want it. If i don't respond it's a no." She told him sighing as she sat down getting some coffee as well. She put a fuck ton of creamer and flavoring into it so she couldn't taste the actual coffee. She rubbed her temples and mumbled, "We need a vacation. We work too much." She told him. Which was true, they were always working. "I'm just hoping for the filming of this movie they'll fix my bags under my eyes." She muttered shaking her head. She knew she should probably see a doctor about her sleeping issues. She probably needed medication to stay asleep, but she hated doctors and nurses and needles. She had an irrational fear of needles and it couldn't be helped. She hated going to the hospital or anything such as that and avoided it as much as possible.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas yawned loudly after speaking, just glad that the whole script thing didn't end up in a fight. "We can either wait until this movie is done filming. Or I can change our flight so we can go to Fiji a few weeks sooner, but stay the same time. I could totally use time it here. You just know they give us the luxury suites and those only have one king size bed." He said, finishing his first cup of coffee, then pouring a second. "Honestly I wanna leave now. Finish the filming we have to today, and tell the director that we have like an anniversary or something and have to celebrate." He said and shrugged. Thomas was always the one to set up their getaways and vacations, those were the only times they both seemed to like each other again. Something about being away from it all seemed to pull them together again. These were times when they'd steal simple touches from one another without media being nearby, they'd become protective of one another from flirting, they slept together. Thomas would live like that if he could.

As thomas read his mail,drank his coffee, and tried to wake up, he was thinking about these things. He also read the paper, he liked knowing everything. "Oh look, we aren't first page news today, we got bumped to second." He said and pointed out the picture of the couple right before the interview started, when Thomas had come back from the bathroom. "They want me to act in a comedy." He said and showed her a script he recorded, sliding it across. "Am I funny? They said you could play my wife if you wanted, if not they'll cast someone else." He said and rolled his eyes. The couple didn't even have to try out for parts anymore. They got offers all the time. When Thomas was done he got up and got ready for the day. He dressed in jeans and a long black tee shirt. He walked out and looked at Alyssa, smiling slightly. "Casual? Well until they dress us for the movie. We have to do some stupid scene, and the sex scene today." He said and chewed his lip nervously.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa was way too tired to even try to begin an argument with him. She wasn't in the mood. Anyone that could see her at the moment could tell she was just simply tired. She always slept when she was away from home though. She didn't understand. She looked up hearing him and mumbled, "I Dunno. I think we should schedule it sooner because this movie is becoming a bother. Not that it's not fun or some shit like that, I enjoy acting, it's exhausting because they're always coming up to me asking how you would like shit done and i'm like, go ask him. I'm not his fucking brain dude." She sighed shaking her head. "I don't know. They give me headaches. They have no common sense. I know I'm not the most intelligent human being, but shit, come on now." She shook her head sighing. She nodded and said, "I think that would be great." She said nodding her head vigorously. She sighed taking a hug gulp of her coffee. She just needed time away. She was getting more and more stressed and knew when she got stressed no one was happy.

Alyssa laid her head down on the paper. Looking up, Alyssa nodded and said, "Honestly, I'm glad we aren't first page." She sighed shaking her head. "People need to be more original." She looked at the photo and said, "At least I don't look like I'm about to hit someone." She shrugged. "They usually take pictures of me and ask if I'm angry and I'm just like I have resting bitch face syndrome." She said sighing. She saw the script and said, "I suppose so. You'll have to make up your own lines though if you want it to be a true comedy. You've gotta actually improv." She told him. "Which shouldn't be too hard to be fair." She told him nodding. "I'll do it. "She sighed. "I haven't been in a comedy in a while." She sighed. "They keep casting me in romantics and I don't want to deal with the lead guys anymore. They keep acting like they're the boss of everything and I'm about to smack the everliving shit out of them." She complained. She sighed shaking her head. "Yess. Casual is a thing of beauty. They're gonna do my makeup I already know it. The director said he was just going to get head shots and maybe collar bone. He's wanting the movie to be PG-13 so he doesn't want us naked." She sighed shaking her head. "What stupid scene is that?" She asked confused.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas chuckled softly as she told him the director always asked her how he wanted things done. "Why do they want to go by me anyway? Like maybe you wanna decide shit. I don't know. This director isn't bad, but let me tell you I'm not his biggest fan." He said and sighed as he signed the script and decided he would do it. He only decided that because she said she would do it too. He heard her comment about lead guys, frowning and nodding in agreement. "Yea I'm sick of you dealing with them too." He mumbled, trying to be somewhat quiet about the comment. When she said the movie wasn't rated R he almost seemed confused. "So it's not even actually a sex scene, I should probably read about our movies before I act in them. But day by day has been working. I can climb on top of you and kiss you, nothing I haven't done before." He commented and tossed the paper into the recycling bin, and turning the television off. "It's a really cheese proposal. And I'm supposed to get like, rained on by something, he won't tell me what. And I swear if it's something gross, Alyssa, I'm going to lose my mind. Might want to warn him." He said as he made his way out to the limo.

Thomas opened the door for Alyssa as he got in on his side, he reclined the seat back and smiled as he laid back. He was exhausted so even a small rest would be a good one. Thomas hummed quietly to himself as the ride to the studio went on. When they got there, immediately both were husked away for makeup and wardrobe. Their first scene was the sex scene, in that nightgown, she looked adorable. Thomas stood in the fake doorway and waited for action to be called. Once it was he put on a lustfull look, licking his lips as he moved to Alyssa. He crawled on top of the bed, reaching out and moving a bright red strand of hair from her face. "Anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?" He murmured as his half naked body was now on top of hers. The director had him wearing a tight pair of briefs, wanting to show off his package without it being rated R. Thomas leaned down and kissed her deeply, one hand on her cheek the other holding him up. He was really enjoying every second of it. His lips moved to her neck, but back to her lips when directed. They kissed for another thirty seconds before cut was yelled. It took Thomas a second to pull away, but he gave a nervous smile when he finally did. The director wa a proud of that cut, debating whether or not to shoot it again.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa sighed and said, "Because you're you and you get your way." She pointed out. "You usually tell them how it's going to be done or you won't do it." She yawned once more shaking her head as she nodded in agreement. "I agree, but yeah in this world it's how it works." She told him stretching her arms and said, "I'm not that fond of him, but he's not bad." She nodded in agreement before burping on accident. "Excuse me. Ew. Tasted like bad coffee, which it's only bad because I put the worst creamer in it." She yawned once more. "Goddammit." She muttered under her breath. She laughed and said, "Trust me, they're worse than the girl leads." She told him while sighing. "Nope." She shook her head and listenened to him. "It's not like it's the worst thing in the world. Personally I hate doing actual sex scenes. Especially with other people I don't know or like." She wrinkled her nose. "I mean it's not like you actually have sex, just act like it." She sighed shaking her head. Hearing him she laughed and said, "Tell him yourself I'm no one's messenger girl." She mused a small smile on her face.

Alyssa walked out of the door and got into the limo. She hated the limo honestly. She'd be fine with a bug car or something. She ywaned closing her eyes and ended up falling asleep until she got there. Once there, she was immediately whisked away. The beauticians were criticizing her for having bags under her eyes. Someone pulled her hair into a not and she growled at them telling them she would kill them. She then mumbled, "I haven't slept." She sighed before closing her eyes as they did her makeup. She was then put into a lacey nightgown. She looked at it and raised an eyebrow, "This looks like some shit a twelve year old would wear. The fuck?" She said shaking her head. They were already used to her language, and she honestly wasn't sorry. It was how she expressed herself. She finally was called to set. She stood there yawning out the yawns before putting her acting face on. She smiled at him having read the script where it said she wasn't supposed to be too lustful just happy. She didn't get that. She laid back on the bed, propping herself up by her elbows. She heard him and said, "I mean no one standing in my door way half naked." She mused towards him, her hair all over since there was a fan. She reached up to wrap around his neck one hand gripping his back and she kissed him back her body pressed to his before she felt him kissing her neck, her head tilted back in pleasure like the scene said to do. She'd never admit that she liked it. She kissed until they said cut. She sighed falling onto the fake bed and said, "I need caffeine." She got up and smiled at him before being whisked away yet again. "Help."She mouthed to him.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas secretly hoped they would do it over again, just because he wanted to put his lips on Alyssa again. But he decided against it and said to get ready for the proposal scene. He saw her mouth 'help' and couldnot help but smile, he made a heart with his hands as he watched her off and they pulled him away to get the suit he was supposed to have on. He hated acting suits because they are so scratchy. They aren't real, and so they made him itch. As they did so he tried getting information about the scene out of one of them. But they all said the director wanted the element of surprise. He hated that. Real life reactions were good for some scenes. Not this one. He could react anywhere from crying, to beating the director. He was done before Alyssa. He figured because of the makeup and all that she had to do. So while he aired and the extras set up, he rescheduled their flight for tomorrow. He didn't even realize it, but it really was nearly and anniversary. A year and 8 months to be exact. So he would play that as their reason for going. When the new set up was up, he was ready, and so was Alyssa they were ushered into a dinner scene.

Thomas sat across from Alyssa, the background a very fancy restaraunt. He smiled at her, thought this time it was genuine as he acted his way through the scene. Finally the cue came up for him. He pulled the ring from his pocket, and opened the box. He thought the proposal lines were stupid, so he improvised. "You're so beautiful, and intelligent, and I can't imagine life without you. I love ou, please marry me?" He asked as he looked up at her. Thomas was nervous about what was up posed to be coming. The director hadn't risk anyone. Nore had he given a script for after. This was the final scene until the sequel. A fake wait or bumped into Thomas, spilling a pot of soup on him. But the thing was. Instead of fake soup that was cold so he wouldn't get burnt. It was real, and it was hot. Thomas let out a Yelp of pain as he went to the ground. He tore his suit coat off quickly and whimpered trying to get the sleeves off, his left arm, and side having gotten most of the scalding liquid on him. He was pissed, but he was in too much pain to react right now. All he could mumble was. "What the fuck." Thomas whimpered as he got up and flared daggers at the director. "Fuck you. I'm done. Your fucking job is to make sure I'm safe and she's safe. I swear to
Fucking god I will have yor job. You're lucky that didn't happen to her or I'd have your head."
He said, the burns ranged from a deep second degree, to light third degree as Thomas went to try and take care of them. He wondered is Alyssa would tell the director off, or come help him.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa sighed seeing the heart and shook her head. She wrinkled her nose as they put her in some godawful green dress. She gagged once it was on and said, "You should've picked blue they go with my eyes. They put green contacts on her eyes and she muttered something under her breath. She sighed before stretched and yawning seeing the dress. She closed her eyes as they scrubbed the makeup off and then reapplied it and sighed looking in the mirror at her smokey eye before getting up and walking to the scene. She sighed hearing Thomas didn't know her lines and blinked confused. He was suppose to know so the acting would be real. She was so confused and pissed at the same time. She yawned and drank almost all of the monster they gave her. She smiled softly, before brushing her teeth once more. She had done that for the third time this morning. She didn't like monster or coffee breath. She hummed thinking knowing their anniversary was actually coming up but she figured no one really cared about that. She hummed to herself shaking her head gently.

Alyssa smiled back at Thomas knowing the script called for that. She made herself blush knowing the character would do that. She gasped seeing the box and started to bit her lip and make herself cry which was easy considering the contacts. "Oh my goodness!" She said exasperatedly. She heard him and smiled about to answer when the waiter bumped into Thomas and she was going to say something until he let out a yelp of pain. She stood up immediately and helped him get the coat off and frowned before hearing him glare at the director. She watched as he walked off nad then said, "What the actual fuck!? What the fuck were you thinking!? Don't even fucking try to speak when I'm speaking to you. No. We're done.This movie won't happen anymore. He's right you're supposed to make sure we're safe. Not have a waiter pour scalding hot water on him. The fuck is your damage!?" Someone told her she wasn't being professional. "I swear to god. Test me." She stepped forward and the person stepped back. "Exactly." She turned on her heel and stormed off. She found Thomas and frowned and said, "I may have cussed him out. We should take you to the hospital to look at that, and don't even tell me no. I have no experience with burns." She told him frowning softly and sighed, "Fucking dumbass. Why would it be hot and not cold? Are you actually serious?" She shook her head before taking his good arm and leaving the building with him.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas stood in the bathroom, he had gotten to taking the entire top half of his suit off. Rather than trying to work around it. He had a washcloth in his hand and was trying to cool down the burns with cold water. He heard Alyssa entered and he looked over at her. "Good." He mumbled. When she mentioned going to a hospital he was about to say no. But saw the look on her face and sighed. "Fine." He murmured. "Probably why he wouldn't fucking tell me what it was. Him and his real reactions are fucking bullshit. I'm an actor my reactions are supposed to be real." He said. He let Alyssa take his hand and followed her out to their limo. He didn't even really notice that he was now shirtless. Media and reporters swarmed the outside of the shooting area. Which caused Thomas to let our a loud groan. He really didn't want to deal with that right now. He just hurried off into the back seat. He didn't want to be touching his burns so he laid on his right side, mumbling bitterly to himself.

Thomas knew she wouldn't care he basically took up the entire seat right now. These burns still hurt like a bitch. The ones on his arm were the worst. He sighed thinking his arms were not going to look very good after the burns and cuts healed on them. He also was thinking about whether or not the media saw them leaving and were to follow them. "We're leaving tomorrow night by the way. I really wanted to get out of here quickly." He said and shifted his eyes to look up at Alyssa. "Just us, alcohol, and another country for s month. Sounds fun to me." He said. Thomas got up when they arrived at the hospital. This was way to public for him. He knew as soon as the couple entered, especially wth him shirtless, people would recognize them, and want to talk to them. But also because of the fact that they were celebrities. The nurse took him first to see a doctor.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa heard him and sighed and said, "I'm sorry, if I knew how to treat burns, I wouldn't force you to go to the hospital, but these burns are serious and also I don't know what to put on them." She told him not wanting him to think she just wanted to go to the hospital. She heard him and shook her head and said, "I'm calling our lawyer when we get home. I'm not okay with this." She told him shaking her head once more getting a pissed off expression on her face. Alyssa fought off the crowd of reporters saying to get the fuck out of her way. She felt someone shove into her trying to get to Thomas and fell. She winced before getting right back up and into the car. She hissed in pain seeing a scrape on her wrist where she had caught her fall. She sighed before getting on the other side of the limo so he could stretch out.

Alyssa didn't mind. She watched him and sighed shaking her head. When she heard him, she nodded and said, "Alrigt." She gave him a gentle smile. She nodded and said, "Sounds very enjoyable considering what just happened." She told him and forced her way through people and spoke to the nurse telling her no one was allowed with him but Alyssa and didn't want anyone near him right now. She made her point made very audibly not wanting there to be a miscommunication because if something happened she would lose her fucking mind and possibly have to be sedated. She went back with Thomas frowning at the burns and kissed his head, "I'm sorry." She frowned shaking her head sighing with worry as she stuck her thumb in her mouth and started to bite her nail as she always did when she began to get nervous.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas really was thankful for just how assertive and blunt Alyssa was. He never had to worry about someone taking what she said wrong. He would be when needed, but if she was handling it, he knew the couple was all set. He couldn't help but let out a big smile when she kissed his head. He thought it was adorable. "It's okay, dear." he murmured. Thomas saw the scrape on her wrist and frowned slightly, he reached out and gently took her arm, kissing just above the scrape. "Take care of this when we get back." He said quietly. Thomas looked down at his arms, cut and burned and then at her hands, and wrist. "Wow we probably look like a mess right now." He said and chuckled. Thomas could feel the stares on the couple. He knew people were probably sneaking snapchats, pictures, and anything else. But they were being left alone. "Just think this time tomorrow were leaving the country, just you and me and we don't have to worry about anything." As he spoke the doctor came out and got Thomas, leading him to one of the rooms. Thomas took Alyssa's hand, mostly because he wanted her to come. He sat on the small examination bed when the doctor instructed who took his vitals, then began to examine the burns. "There's a few fibers stuck in the burns, would you like me to remove them so they don't get infected Mr. Crescent?" Tho,as looked from Alyssa to the doctor. "Sure, I don't care." He said.

The doctor cleaned out the burns, then treated them with antibiotics, before putting a heavy cream on them and bandaging them. He explained they would need to reapply the cream and rebandage them at least once a day, and not to get his arm wet, but his sides were fine. Which he was relieved with. Foreign hot tubs were the best. The discharge papers were signed and Thomas followed Alyssa out. This time he led the way, not wanting her to get shoved again. When the asshole reporter that tried to sleep with Alyssa popped out in front of them, Thomas growled lowly. "Get the fuck out of my way before I hurt you." He said. He could tell by the kids smirk that he just wanted to say something stupid, make some stupid comment or story. Thomas didn't have the patience right now, and neither did Alyssa. Thomas shouldered his way past before he found their car and got in, leaning back in the seat he sighed. "Fucking Christ. I can't wait to leave. This is such bullshit. But at least we're going somewhere we aren't famous." He said as they began their journey home.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa didn't believe in being subtle. If you wanted something done, especially the way you want, you had to tell them. She was already emailing their lawyer telling him what had happened and saying she wanted blood. She really did. This was ridiculous and if the director had done his job neither of them would be here. She sighed and ran a hand throughout her hair, that was when he saw her scrape. She heard him and sighed nodding. "Alright." She told him. While, she was exhausted it was not her place to complain considering Thomas was ontop of an examination table getting told how bad his burns were. She nodded and felt him take her hand and went with them still biting on her thumb watching as the doctor did what he could. She then looked closer when he said he was "done" And said, "Oh no you're not, there's still stuff in there from the clothes. You can see it. Are you fucking blind?" She demanded not having it. She was not going to let them get away with it just because they were being fucking lazy. They could treat others that way all they wanted, they would not treat Thomas that way. She wouldn't fucking have it. Once he finally got the piece of cotton out, she nodded satisfied with the amount of care taken towards Thomas' burns. She didn't care if he thought she was a bitch. She didn't care if they thought she wasn't listening to them. She was doing what she thought was best and that was that.

Alyssa let him do the rest knowing very well no one could fuck this part up. She held Thomas' hand all throughout it nodding when he spoke about the after care for the burns. "There goes swimming." She told him smiling softly. She was trying to make it easier for him knowing he must be in another level of discomfort and she didn't want him to be uncomfortable if she could help it. She sighed the discharge papers and told them to just bill her later, and she walked behind beore seeing the asshole reporter and groaned. She heard Thomas and sighed before trying to walk past. The reporter grabbed her arm and jerked her back saying something in her ear. She immediately yanked her arm loose and slapped him as hard as she could manage. She knocked his stupid little smirk off before she hurried into the limo and sat down practically livid at this point. She was just upset at the fact that Thomas had gotten hurt, and then the doctor was trying to be fucking lazy, and also the fact that that weasel faced cunt just fucking said that shit to her.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
Thomas would be in bad shape without Alyssa. He knew it. Sure to directors and costars he spoke up and told them off, but public people he rarely did. He wouldn't have said anything had they not taken the cotton out of his burns. He looked back when he noticed Alyssa wasn't right next to him, just as furious that he had touched her, let alone he didn't know what was said to Alyssa. When she got in the limo he unrolled the window. "Hey asshole!" He yelled before turning back and kissing Alyssa deeply, in just a few seconds he was into it and enjoying it. But he broke off the kiss. Just as he did he looked into her eyes as if he was going back for more, hesitating just a moment before Thomas looked back out the window. "She's still mine, she still loves me, so fuck off." He snarled and rolled the window up. Thomas crossed he arms over his chest angrily. "Fucking sick of this shit, and him especially. What did he say to you?" He asked looking over. His expression softened as he looked at Alyssa. He took her hand in his again, looking over the cut as he sighed softly. "I'm sorry." He said and kissed it again. She'd done so much for him today. Thomas felt like he really owed her. It almost seemed as if they loved each other again.

Thomas absentmindedly held her hand in his lap during the duration of the ride back to their mansion. He was still shirtless, and now that night was approaching he was getting cold. He figured he would curl up with a blanket and watch television before bed, maybe a movie with Alyssa if she wanted to. The car pulled up and he got out, waiting for Alyssa as she got out. Walking in together. "Wanna watch a movie together? Or television? I'm up for whatever. I'll make snacks." He said as he searched the cupboard. Thomas liked making his own tortilla chips, one of the only thing he could make on his own. He threw them in the oven before going off to his room. He changed into pajama pants and also threw a suitcase together. He came out, pulled the food from the oven, and tossed the chips into a bowl as he sat on the couch, setting the bowl in front of him, and Wrapping a blanket around his body as the news turned on, because it was the Channel they left it on. The first thing being a video of them going to the hospital, commenting on his injuries.

@ BadStreetBoys
Alyssa hated the reporter. Her hand burned from the slap and she knew his ego sure did sting from it as well. She had seen his face fall and lift to touch his cheek, the red handprint of her hand starting to welp up from the force of her hit. She growled shaking her head and got into the limo. She saw Thomas look out the window and then roll it down and was taken by surprise when he kissed her, but kissed him back knowing he was trying to tell the reporter off. Once he broke off, she looked up dazed before seeing him look back out the window. She blinked and shook her head sighing, "I hate him so much. He asked why I wasted my time with you, and that he presumed that I might like to sleep with him." She shook her head. "He used a more vulgar way of expressing it, though." She told him trying not to lick her lips, knowing that would give away the wrong idea. She watched him and saw him look at her gently now. Feeling him take her hand she nodded and said, "For what?" She tilted her head frowning, but softened when he kissed her hand. Maybe it was getting better. She hoped so. She hoped it stayed this way. She didn't want to go back to the old way again. She had hope it would stay like this though.

Alyssa didn't say anything as he held her hand. She just gazed out the window absentmindedly biting at her lip. She sighed before looking up when the limo came to a halt outside of their house. She got out as well and heard him and nodded, "Alright. We can watch a movie. Lord of The Rings?" She asked him raising an eyebrow. She had a thing for Orlando Bloom, but would never admit it, or go after it since he was so much older than she was. He was handsome as Legolas was the thing. She adored Legolas and Aragorn. She went into the house putting on nike shorts that were clean then a flowy tank top and sighed as she went to the couch with her blanket and sat down before having to get back up and put the movie in. She was going to pack after the movie, or in the morning, or whenever she woke up that night. She would sleep on the plane. She looked up at him as he sat down on the couch with her putting the chips in front of her. She wrinkled her nose at the news before changing the channel to the one where the movie would play on.

@ JesterOfGenocide;
"That reporter seriously has a sick fetish for you. I'm about ready for us to get a restraining order." Thomas snarled. He really was sick of that kid ragging on him and trying to steal his girlfriend. "I'm sorry you got hurt trying to take care of me." He murmured and gave a smile. Thomas sat in an almost awkward position to avoid leaning on his left side. But kept his blanket wrapped around him. He watched Alyssa as she put the movie in. He could tells he likes he male leads. She always wanted to watch it. They were the same with that. Thomas couldn't help but smile as she sat down besides him again. He changed the channel and hit play. Thomas liked that things seemed to be getting better. That's all he wanted with Alyssa.

Throughout the movie Thomas watched and made small comments, then would eat some chips. The two usually did comment on movies while watching. He got closer to her part way through. But tried to make it subtle. When it ended Thomas was nearly falling asleep. He leaned over and kissed Alyssa's cheek. "Goodnight, dear, I'll see you in the morning. We leave at 4
Tomorrow night. Then it's all us." He said and gave a smile before disappearing off to his room. He didn't lock his door that night. But he slept well, better than he had in so long. He dreamt of the good times and hope for them to return soon. Thomas woke up early. Deciding to finish packing. He brought his bags out near the front door and started cooking eggs, the only thing he knew how to cook for breakfast. He wanted to watch the news today to see what people said about him being hurt and what the weasel of a reporter would say about him and his girlfriend. So he turned it on and watched and waited.