All I Wanted Was You

September 21st, 2015
Zooey sat in her trailer for hours reading over her lines for the next few days. This was what she did when she wasn't infront of the camera. It was boring but she was a perfectionist. She hated doing retakes because she messed up, so she never did. So hated it even more when she had to do retakes because of someone else. She wasn't needed on set for another hour but she was already in her outfit for the scene and had her makeup and hair done.

"Hey Zoe." Her new friend and fellow co-star, Adam, entered her trailer.

"Are you getting ready leaving?" They still have two and a half more weeks of filming, but Adam's character was killed. He was no longer needed on set.

"Yepp. I sure will miss you." He replied, then walked over to Zooey and pulled her into a hug. Just then the trailer door opened.

"What the fuck is going on?" Tony came in completely confussed.

"Hey, baby, this is Adam..." Zooey said, pulling away and introducing him to her husband. The glare set on Tony's face didn't fade. If anything, it darkened as he starred at the man standing beside his beautiful, half naked wife. Although Zooey was only shirtless because that was what he next scene in the movie required, Tony was totally unware of that and only saw the worst.

"I don't get a fuck about who he is. What the hell are you two doing?"

"....nothing?" Zooey didn't understand Tony's sudden anger. Just this morning when she left the house, he was perfectly fine. Now he was here to get her for a quick lunch, a whole new person.

Tony came more inside and went over to Adam, shoving him. "Get the hell away from her."

"Tony, what the fuck are you doing?!" Zooey yelled.

"I came here to get something to eat with you, but instead you're busy in here trying to fuck this asshole!"

"Woah...this is totally not what what it looks like, man." Adam said, trying to intervine, taking a step closer to Tony and blocking his view of Zooey. With trying to help, it only made things much worse.

"I wasn't talking to you!" And with that, Tony pulled back his fist and it landed right in Adam's nose. He stumbled back but caught himself.

"Tony! Are you crazy?!" Zooey yelled, grabbing Tony's now slightly bruised hand and brought it to her chest to comfort him. Sure, she felt bad about Adam but Tony was still her pripority. If Tony damanged his hand badly, it could ruin everything for Pierce The Veil. She let go of it and rushed to the mini fridge in her trailer and grabbed some cold items for Adam's face and Tony's hand. Adam sat on her make-up chair, as far away from Tony as he could get, and Zooey looked over his face before handing him the cold pack of food. "I'm so sorry." She whispered, Adam only glared at her in return, clearly pissed off about his face. Well, there goes that new friendship. Then, she went over Tony who was still standing in his same spot as before. He was still to angry to relax. "What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking that some ass was all over my wife and I had to do something about it." Zooey realized she didn't want to have this conversation in mixed company and went over to her Chanel bag that was on the make-up counter and pulled out her wallet. She wrote a check out to Adam for forty grand, but before she handed it to him, she had to clarify what was happening.

"This is for you, but only if you don't go to the press, press charges against him or tell a soul about what just happened in here. The second you speak, I will cancel the check and take your ass to court. Do we have an understanding?"

Adam looked at the dollar ammount and smiled. Getting hit by Tony wasn't so bad after all. It was way more than what he got doing this movie. More money than he even had in his bank. "Yepp." He snatched the check from her hands and left.

"You didn't have to do that."

"Yes, I did." She walked back over and embraced Tony. "I love you, and I will never let anyone hurt you. No matter how stupid you are." She smiled, then pulled away. Tony just looked down in shame. He over reacted and now he just felt like a complete moron.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, babe." Tony walked over the couch and sat down. Zooey followed and sat directly on his lap and instead of beside him, burying her face in his neck, kissing it softly.

"I just freaked out because I jumped to conclusions. I lost it. I thought you were cheating on me and I just felt my heart stop in my chest." He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. "It would kill me if I ever lost you." He whispered.

"Good thing you will always have me then."

"Forever?"

"Forever and ever. Even when you're sick of me."

"I could never be sick of you. We could spend every second together and it still wouldn't be enough." Zooey giggled as Tony ran one of his hands up her bare spine, unintentionally tickling her, pulling at the bra she wore. He unhooked the bra, then tossed it across the room. Zooey repostioned herself so that she was straddling him. "Goddamn, my wife is sexy." He ran his hands down her sides and rested them on her hips, bringing them closer his own.

"If you thinking talking like that is going to get you sex.." She rocked her hips, pressing hard against the bulge in his jeans, "then you're thinking correctly." She smirked, and her hand went directly to the hem of his shirt.