The A List

Eleanor Lee


Thomas Crescent

Thomas sat in the back of his stretch limo, arm draped around his girlfriend Eleanor, the two were going to the red carpet premiere of Thomas new movie, which was set to break the opening weekend record. As the limo slowed and parked in front of the red carpet Thomas took a breath and looked at Eleanor. "Time for some fun, am I right, dear?" He said in a slight drawl, his voice sounded uninterested. Which he was, something only he, his girlfriend knew, that the couple despised each other. They were together for the money and the fame. Thomas thought maybe one day they would actually like each other, but it didn't look like it would be anytime soon. As the door was opened by their chauffeur, Thomas stepped out. Hundreds of cameras flashed on him as he kept a very collected look on his face. He offered his hand to his girlfriend and helped her out. When she was out Thomas put his arm around her waist, and a smile on his face as he walked down the red carpet with her. Looking between both sides of the paparazzi cameras, he hated bad pictures of himself. Soon the couple entered the building. Where all the big names were. Thomas led them to his coworkers. Grinning among them. His favorite by far was his costar, the female lead and love interest he had in the movie. Thomas kissed her cheek and introduced her to Eleanor before they announced to movie starting and everyone took their seats. As they watched the movie, Thomas was quiet, keeping his arm around Eleanor. When the first kiss seen came up he leaned in and said to Eleanor. "I think she's a better kisser than you" before leaning back into his seat because he knew that she couldn't freak out in public. Because it could possibly ruin her career.

Thomas enjoyed pushing her buttons, and he knew she did too. The loathed each other, and the mocking was the least of their problems with each other. The worst was when they were at Thomas' estate. They lived together, and had separate bedrooms. But the estate was also miles away from the road, so no one could hear them during a screaming match. The one thing he never understood was, no matter what a fight was about, or how bad it was, and how much they hated each other, the fights could end up ending in angry sex. It didn't make sense, why do that with someone you loathed? Maybe it was because they were both possessive over the other, even with their hatred towards one another. Thomas was very protective over Eleanor, not having any issues telling someone off who tried to flirt with her. It didn't make sense to him, but it worked for them. Thomas loved the fame and money he had, but what Eleanor brought to him, he loved that. As he watched his action movie he couldn't help but smirk. It was good, of course it was he was in it. It also was predicted to break his girlfriend's record foray opening weekend gross in money. Which would give him bragging rights over her. Unbeknownst to a lot of people though, they were working on a movie together. It was an action and a romance movie, which was their signature movies combined. Thomas was sure because they were both in it, it would be number one of the year. People loved them. They seemed like a perfect couple to everyone but each other. Even their costars didn't, while the were acting on set together, didn't realize their little secret. Tabloids had said the couple was faking it all. But their loyal fans threw that "rumor" out the window. Thomas' movie was coming to an end, and he sighed slightly. That meant he and Eleanor had reporters to tend to and answer questions for.

@ BadStreetBoys

"Hm? Oh, yes." Eleanor responded, his question pulling her away from her thoughts as she turned her attention to him instead of staring out the window. She hated him for hating her, and wished more than anything that his feelings for her would change, but she knew it was of little use. When they'd first started dating she had had a crush on him, and he'd liked her enough to give it a shot, but when he'd revealed to her that he was only dating her for the fame and the money and publicity it brought him after the rumors of him cheating had come out she'd lost all hope that he'd ever feel the same about her. And despite how badly he'd hurt her over the years, she couldn't help but still love him on some level, even if she hated him for it. Once out of the limo she put on her usual adoring smile as she looked up at him, reaching up to adjust his bow tie and smooth out his jacket as she always did before following him down the red carpet for photos. She wasn't nearly as concerned with fame and fortune like he was, but she had to play the part as an actress, since she wouldn't get anywhere if she didn't at least pretend to care about the money.

When the small talk ended and the movie finally started she allowed her thoughts to wander again, trying to imagine what her life would be like if everything had gone the way she wanted. She'd star in movies and plays that actually meant something to her, not just the ones her agent said would be good for her image, and Thomas would love her. She was once again pulled from her thoughts at his words, tensing a bit as she dug her nails into her arm to keep from shoving him, knowing it would be bad for both of them if anyone found out the truth about their relationship. When the movie was finally over she stood with him, smoothing out her gown before looking up at him as she waited for him to take the lead.

@ katahdin
When Eleanor tensed up he frowned slightly, but didn't let it show as he let his face go back to a neutral expression. He leaned back and kissed her temple before whispering. "Oh come on, you aren't gonna say anything back?" Snickering as he leaned back. When the movie ended he grinned proudly. Sure some of it wasn't the best. But he was a great actor, he knew it, and even though she hated him, Eleanor knew it too. He turned to look at Eleanor after she stood up, standing besides her. Even though he knew they acted like a perfect couple, it still surprised him whenever she kissed him in public, because they always felt real. He said goodbye to the other actors in the movie before they all parted ways. It was late and by this time Thomas just wanted to go home right now. But he knew they had press to account for. Thomas took her hand and led the couple out to a small area where some press gathered to ask questions, standing besides Eleanor and alongside his coworkers. He answered questions directed at him, giving large smiles and fake laughs during the weird interview. As it came to an end he let out a sigh of relief before walking to the limo with Elanor.

Even though the director said they didn't need Thomas or Elanor for tomorrow right off, he knew she would wake him up just to spite him. At first he didn't notice the small reporter coming over until he felt Eleanor stop. He groaned under his breath and looked down, giving an obviously fake smile as the kid asked about how he felt the movie would do, if that rumors about the couples movie were true, and a few things about their relationship, which Thomas brushed off, trying to act tired. He also pulled the getting up early card before going to the limo together.

Once sitting inside he shut the window between them and the driver. "Finally." He mumbled and undid the first buttons of his suit, running s hand through his hair and yawning. "I swear to fucking God if anyone has broken into the inside of my fence, again, I'm getting a damn gun." He said bitterly. Because of the couples popularity people often tried to break into the estate to get more on them. It really pissed Thomas off when they were inside the fence because then the couple had no privacy, and had to hide their loathing even more. He looked out the window as they approached the house, letting out a sigh of relief. The limo entered and Thomas quietly got out, leaning in and telling the driver what time to pick them up tomorrow. He headed inside, and waited for Eleanor. His eyes moved up and down her body. At least she was hot, that was the good thing about this shitty relationship. "Alright get it out. How much do you hate my movie?" He mocked. "Besides my costar. You can give that opinion after because we both know that's a list on its own." He said teasingly, a small smile on his face. His costar was an idiot, he knew it.

@ BadStreetBoys

Eleanor was always surprised by how much Thomas hated the press, despite wanting more fame and publicity than he already had. It was very hypocritical, since the only way for him to get more of what he wanted was to deal with the reporters. Eleanor always tried to be sincere and kind with them, which meant she usually left the talking to Thomas, since he was the mastermind behind the whole fake relationship to begin with. If she had it her way, the relationship would either be real or over, but somehow he'd convinced her to stay with him. Probably because she still stupidly hoped he'd change his mind about her. "You could just hire more security. Or not publicly share your address in interviews." She knew it had been an accident the one time it had happened, but once the address was out there it was out there for good, and they'd been harassed ever since.

She rolled her eyes as he asked about her opinion of his movie as they headed inside, slipping off her heels to as she reached the door and leaning down to pick them up as she moved into the main entryway. It really was a beautiful house, it was too bad it felt more like a prison to her nowadays than a home. "It wasn't your worst, although the best piece of trash in the bin is still trash." She smirked a bit as she looked at him. "As for your coworker, I don't know why or how she's even successful, it was clear she was reading her lines in a lot of the scenes, and clearly didn't know what she was doing most of the time."

@ katahdin
Thomas wave a hand dismissively as Eleanor spoke. "If moving was easy I'd move us far away from here so that these obsessed freaks could leave us alone." He told her and shook his head. "I don't think it should be too much to ask for some god damn privacy in my own home." He said bitterly. Thomas was moving into the living room as he began to take off some clothing. He undid his tie and took off the tuxedo jacket, tossing them into a nearby hamper. He removed his belt and just tossed it aside. Thomas undid the buttons on his cuffs and undid just a couple of his shirt. He smirked and rolled his eyes at Elanor's comment, there was the sassy and sarcastic comment he was waiting for. "If that was trash then what's your acting?" he countered slyly. "Honestly, agreed.' He paused and laughed. "Probably because she is hot, male leads are happy and so are male viewers." he said with a shrug.

Thomas went to the small bar attached to their living room and bent down to grab a bottle of wine, pouring himself a glass. "Want any?" he offered as he began to drink his own. "We start filming tomorrow, around 11 I think the director said." He said as he checked his phone to confirm the time. Thomas sipped his wine as he looked across the room at Eleanor, almost smirking.

@ BadStreetBoys

"Maybe if we weren't in a relationship there wouldn't be so many people trying to break in." Eleanor countered, although she had to admit he was right to want privacy in his own home. As Thomas moved into the living room discarding clothing Eleanor stopped by the stairs which led upstairs to her room, setting her heels and clutch down so she wouldn't have to keep carrying them before she followed him into the living room, shooting him a glare as he mentioned her acting. "And which one of us has actually won awards, hm?" she shot back as she took a seat on one end of the couch, stretching tiredly as she slouched into the cushions, pulling her hair from it's bun.

"Sure." She murmured as he offered her a glass of wine, reaching out to take it form him as he brought it to her before taking a few sips. She didn't really like to drink, but often found it was better to be at least a little tipsy after public appearances, since Thomas usually liked to poke her buttons the most during that time, and it was easier to handle if she'd had a drink or two. "It's supposed to be a short day tomorrow anyway, mostly just reshooting that scene you kept botching last week."

@ katahdin
Thomas rolled his eyes at Elanor, he wanted to laugh at her, but he thought it was a bit too far."Oh you know I was robbed at the 2015 Oscars." He countered and filled his glass again before making his way to the couch, sitting opposite her. "Listen, if I was a woman and as hot as you I'd get an award every year." He pointed out with a smirk. Thomas untied his shoes with one hand before discarding the shiny dress shoes and tossing them away. Thomas allowed himself to relax into the couch, closing his eyes as he sipped at the wine. When Eleanor spoke he raised an eyebrow. "That I botched?" he laughed. "Oh no no no," He said shaking his head before turning to look at Elanor. "That was all you, I did fine." He said almost stubbornly.

Thomas finished his wine, getting up and discarding of the glass in the kitchen. Since he was already in there he began to look around the kitchen in search of a snack. He found a bag of potato chips before returning to the living room. He dug into the chips. His eyes moved to meet Eleanor's, smirking as they made eye contact. "You look jealous," he teased, "Mad that my sex scene with Christina is more passionate than any of the times we actually have sex?" He told her, chuckling to himself.

@ BadStreetBoys

Eleanor was caught off by the compliment, however backhanded it was, and couldn't help but blush faintly as he mentioned how attractive she was, even while also implying that she'd only won any of her awards because of her looks. "You absolutely did botch the scene. I'm pretty sure you were hungover, and you kept messing up your lines." She reminded him with a frown, sipping her wine as she slouched further into her seat. She just wanted to go to bed, but if they didn't get the arguing out of the way he'd just follow her and make her life hell upstairs, so it was better to get it over with here.

She looked over at him with a glare as he said she was jealous, rolling her eyes as she finished her wine and sat up, setting the glass down on the table. "How can it be passionate when you barely last a minute?" She countered, standing and smoothing out her dress. "Besides, she's an actress, she's good at faking it." She said before she turned and headed toward the stairs, grabbing her shoes and clutch before heading up to go to her room.

@ katahdin
Thomas noticed the blush on Eleanors face, smirking to himself. He liked getting a rise out of her. Licking his lips as he turned away, continuing to snack on his chips. Thomas rolled his eyes when she blamed him. “My character is a recovering alcoholic cop, I was just getting into character.” He snickered and just grinned over at Eleanor. He didn’t want to show her when comments got under his skin.

At Eleanors last comment, Thomas glared over at her. He turned to face Eleanor and pointed his finger in his face. “You know that’s a lie.” He spat out. Thomas turned away took a breath before he turned back. “Plus, even if it was true, you don’t seem to mind.” He mumbled and finished the bag of chips. Thomas scoffed when she said his costar had faked it. He glared over when Eleanor started to head upstairs. “Where do you think you’re going?!” He called out to her, following behind her with his glass of wine in his hand. He figured she would lock herself away in her bedroom and he would go to his own. But he was angry that she would walk away after insulting him.

@ BadStreetBoys

Eleanor couldn't help but let out a laugh, shaking her head. "Not that I want to be comparing myself to her, but like your coworker I'm an actress, a good one, and I know how to play my part. Whether on screen or in bed with you." Eleanor snapped back before she headed out of the living room and up the stairs, rolling her eyes as she reached the top and heard him following after her.

"I'm going to bed. You said it yourself, we have to be up early tomorrow. And I didn't know that I had to ask permission to leave your presence and go to my room." She frowned, turning back to look at him as she crossed her arms over her chest, which only further highlighted her supple breasts which were already accentuated by the v-cut neckline of her dress.

@ katahdin
Thomas frowned at Eleanor from the bottom of the stairs, the comments about his sex life had hit a nerve. He copied her pose of crossing his arms, glaring up at Eleanor. His eyes wandered down to her breasts and he smirked, licking his lips. He made his way up the stairs, looking down at her. “You’re a joke.” He spat before turning on his heel and walking towards his own bedroom.

Thomas went into his room, shutting the door behind him but not locking it. He had a speed punching bag which he began to take his anger out on. After about 20 minutes hitting the bag he took a breath and stepped back. Thomas took the rest of his clothes off, stripping down to his boxers before he climbed into bed.

@ BadStreetBoys

Eleanor glared at him as he moved up the stairs to join her at the top, her anger only growing as she saw him check her out, uncrossing her arms to shove him before he got too far. "Takes one to know one." She countered before she too turned and headed down the hallway to her room, too angry to remember to lock the door after she slammed it shut.

She slipped out of her gown and hung it up before taking a quick bath, letting the hot water relax her before she pulled on her pajamas and headed to bed, curling up under the comforter with a sigh, taking a bit to scroll through her phone before setting it down and settling in for the night.

@ katahdin
Thomas growled slightly as he had been shoved. He may have despised Eleanor, but he never would get physical with her. He refused to be an abusive partner. He just shook his head at her. He wanted to say something back, but knew it would just anger him more.

Thomas fell asleep quickly after exhausting himself physically and mentally from their previous fight. He was tired, and knew they had to be up, so he needed this sleep.

@ BadStreetBoys

After settling into bed she felt guilty for shoving him, even if she'd meant everything else she'd said, and to clear her conscious sent him a brief text apologizing for it and wishing him a good night. It wasn't long before she fell asleep, and despite knowing that she had to get up early to get ready for the shoot she allowed herself to sleep in. She usually had to be up at dawn to prepare for filming or interviews or meetings with her publisher, and today was the first day in what felt like years where she nearly had a full day off, and she was going to take the extra few hours of sleep.

@ katahdin
Thomas rolled over as his phone buzzed, annoyed to be woken up and wondering who the hell would text him at this time of night. When he saw it was form Eleanor he raised an eyebrow, confused. He smiled to himself at the text, shaking It away quickly. He didn’t need feelings in this. This was a publicity only thing. Thomas sent back I’m sorry too, you know you’re always welcome in this bed ;). Thomas fell back asleep.

When morning came and Thomas woke he grumbled as he climbed out of bed, checking the time. It was around 8:30 and he knew he had to get ready. Thomas stepping into the shower, he washed his hair, his body, his face, and shaved. Once done that he moved back into the bedroom and got dressed. He wasn’t as done up as the night before but he still wanted to look nice before they got into costume for filming. Thomas made his way downstairs and began to cook breakfast, eggs, toast, and bacon. He heard Eleanor stir and yelled up “I’m making breakfast! Want anything?!”

@ BadStreetBoys

Eleanor didn't see his message until morning, and although she'd expected the teasing, she hadn't expected the apology from him as well, setting her phone down instead of replying to him as she listened to him getting up and ready for the day. She hated herself for loving him despite knowing that he didn't feel the same toward her. She let out a tired groan when she heard him yell up about breakfast, considering getting up for the day, but given that they still had a few hours before they had to leave she settled back into her bed, tugging the blankets around her as she let out a tired sigh.

@ katahdin
Thomas heard Eleanor moving but not respond, so he shrugged and continued to make his breakfast. He sat at the table alone and began to eat. He always had the same breakfast, poached eggs, crispy bacon, and very butter toast, all served with a glass of apple cranberry juice. Thomas soon finished his breakfast and then put the plate and other things in the sink for their maid to take care of later.

Thomas moved to the Living room and turned the television on as he waited for Eleanor to get up. He checked his watch and realized how early he had gotten ready. Thomas laughed to himself. He was glad they didn’t have a lot of filming today.

@ BadStreetBoys

After a bit of dozing Eleanor decided to text Thomas to see if his offer to make her breakfast still stood. Is it too late to ask for some eggs and a bagel? She usually just ate a cup of yogurt and granola or a bowl of cereal, having never felt comfortable cooking in Thomas' kitchen since the few times she did without asking he'd yelled at her, so eventually she'd just stopped and stuck to things that were quick and easy. But Thomas never offered to make her things, and she hoped maybe he'd still be willing.

After sending the text she got up with a sigh, heading to her bathroom to freshen up and brush her hair for the day before she got dressed, putting on a pair of yoga leggings and a simple long sleeves tee, preferring to wear something comfortable on days where she had filming, since it was easier to get in and out of once there.

@ katahdin
Thomas heard his phone buzz and grabbed it, chuckling. He sent back Sure. Thomas got up and moved into the kitchen. He knew how Eleanor liked her eggs so her made them perfectly. Cooking Was one of His secret power. Not many people knew he enjoyed it and was so good at it. He plopped her bagel into the he toaster and let it go. After finishing up the food he played everything beautifully.

Thomas walked into the living room as he heard Eleanor come down stairs. “Beautiful food for a beautiful woman.” He purrs, smirking over at Eleanor. He moved to the bathroom and began to brush his teeth knowing they had to head out soon.