[collab with my baby princess @ssaarah <3]
“So the rumors are true.” An obnoxious voice said from behind me as Gavin walked over to the bar sitting down next to me. Did I ask him to?
“Gavin.” I acknowledged him the same way I always had, as if he was some kind of threat but the kind that I didn’t really give two sh.ts about.He was mostly a pain in the a.ss.
“I hear you’re directing a movie.”
I turned to him and smirked, looking him over as he ordered a drink. “And you’re here to beg for a part?” I asked, my smirk still in place.
He laughed. “Yeah I don’t beg. Nor do I have any desire to take direction from you.” He said seriously. I believed that, if he ever was in one of my movies I'd probably give him the most ridiculous part ever.
“So then what are you doing sitting there? Hitting on me?” I smirked to myself again. The bar was full of girls, I didn't see the point of him losing his time with him.
“Yes.” He said simply, giving me the same smirk I was giving him, or at least a bad imitation. “Or maybe I'm just wondering why you’re fu.cking with Ari again.”
“I'm not fu.cking with her.” I said back, the annoyed look back on my face. “I never was.”
“Oh so you just happened to cast her as the lead in your movie with no ulterior motives whatsoever? Bullshi.t”
"Is that why you're here?" I asked, not even bothering to look at him as I sipped my drink slowly, "Aria can take care of herself perfectly."
"And how'd you know that?"
I turned my face to give him a glare, I didn't really get why he was even talking to me since we weren't friends and I didn't enjoy his company. "I don't think it's any of your business."
"Says who?" He grinned, the kind of grin that didn't fit his teddy bear face. The guy tried too hard and usually failed, that was his problem.
I ignored him and grabbed my phone, texting Aria just like I had been for the last week or so. It was weird enough being back, but hearing from her every day? It was even more weird, but in a good way.
"I already had a feeling that you were an a.sshole, but not to the point where you ignore people." He snorted from next to me.
I sent the text, my eyes still on the screen, "Are you going to run away and cry in a corner because I don't give you my attentions?" I smirked to myself.
"I'm not an attention w.hore like someone else."
"Right. Says the man who's face is all over this f.ucking city." I said flatly, sliding my phone back into the pocket of my jacket before ordering another whiskey.
"Careful Pitt, you almost sound jealous." He grinned and he was probably thinking that damn he was being so sharp and clever.
"I already had that when you were probably trying to have a decent part which didn't involve wearing mickey mouse ears." I smirked even wider and I almost felt bad for him, he was trapped in all those shitty romcoms and it seemed like he couldn't act in anything else.
“And yet even back then I was bigger then you.” He smirked and he was right, but just because I wasn't acting back then.
“Are you here to play the who’s more famous game with me because I don’t really give a fu.ck” I spat, meaning it. I had had my dose of fame when I was younger and it had been more than enough, I wasn't interested in that anymore.
He shook his head. “Neither do I, but you insist on insulting me instead of answering my questions.”
“Which are?” I asked, finally glancing towards him.
He looked me straight in the eyes. He probably hadn't got that we weren't on the set of some awful soap. “What are you doing with Aria?” He asked slowly, intentionally.
“Directing her in my movie.” I replied back with the same voice he had used, getting into the character he probably wanted me to play. It was amusing, I hadn't been acting in a long time. “She can make her own decisions Conners, you don’t need to rescue her from everything.”
He shook his head. “You’re right. I don’t think I need to rescue her from everything.” He replied. “Just from you.”
"And who are you to do that?" I asked, furrowing my brows and pretending to take him seriously.
"Hes best friend." He said in a low voice and it took all of myself for not laughing in his puppy face.
I cocked my head to the side, letting a grin make its way onto my face, "Really? I thought you were the prince charming."
"No, I don't want to win her heart." He replied and for a moment I wondered if he was taking his lines from one of his scripts. "I'd make a good one thought."
"And why's that? Because of your big blue eyes?" I grinned to myself, downing my drink.
"Ha." He rolled his eyes, "Because you would instead?"
"Nope." I shook my head, "I think I'd make a better villain."
He bit back a grin, glancing at me, "Villains don't usually win."
"But I always do." I shrugged, grabbing my phone again as it rang and I smirked wide at Aria's text, which said how she had missed me inside of her. Ugh.
"I'm not going to let you play with Aria again." He threatened, like in some way he had got the feeling that she was in my mind. That was a girls' thing though, it said a lot about him and his sixth sense.
"You aren't because I never played with her. Ever." I said and this time I was serious. I had never wanted to hurt her intentionally, not once.
Gavin stared back at me. “Then why did you leave?” He asked finally and I wondered why he was asking. Last time I had checked I hadn't left him, but Aria. And if they were really that close then he should have known that though.
I narrowed my eyes on him, I wasn't big on sharing my personal life. “I don’t think you’re concerned with why I left Gavin. I think you’re more concerned about why I'm back.”
He shrugged. “Maybe. But I’d kind of like explanations for both.” He admitted.
“Why? So you can see if you have competition again?” I said from the side of my mouth, annoyed to no end alread. How Aria could be his friend? Right, probably because he acted like a girl.
He raised my eyebrows at me. “Competition?”
I turned to look at him with an accusatory glare in my eyes, I had never liked him since the day I met him and it seemed like he was jealous of us being together, just because she's always choose me over him...but that was pretty normal, I was her boyfriend back then. “For Aria.” I said simply.
“If I remember correctly it was you who didn’t like sharing Aria. Not me.” He said flatly. “And it was also me who was there for her when you weren’t.” He added.
“You sound like a girl.” I said in monotone, tired of hearing his voice. It was giving me a f.ucking headache.
He narrowed his eyes on me. “Careful Pitt.” He warned.
“Or what?” I asked back with the same voice, if he was trying to be intimidating he just seemed ridiculous to me. My phone went off again and I ignored him in favor of pulling it out. Why couldn't I run into Aria who was apparently willing to let me see her naked instead of her obnoxious bff?
“Or nothing.” He said finally. “Do whatever you want.”
"Did you change your mind so quickly?" I asked, getting amused once again by his swing of mood. It was like he was pmsing.
"It's not like you'll take in mind any of my words."
"True." I paused, answering properly to Aria's text before looking at him, "This might be the first right thing you've ever said."
He ignored me, asking for a refill, "I really don't know what Aria sees in you." He muttered under his breath before taking a gulp from his newly filled glass.
"I really don't see why you think I'm so bad for her." I retorted. I could be pretty bad, but not to her. She had, unless all the other girls I dealt with, my respect and that meant a lot.
"I just know that." He shrugged.
"I'm not back for her if this is what you wanted to know, so you don't have to worry. I have no intention to get back with her." I snorted, knowing that the only wayt to end this conversation was to tell him what he wanted to hear.
"You wanted her to act in your movie." He glared at me and f.uck I was able to be pretty patient, but he was starting to get on my nerves.
"Because she's a great actress."
He seemed taken aback by the honesty of my answer, but it lasted just a few seconds. "So...you're not going to f.uck her?"
I smirked wide, shaking my head, "I didn't say that."
He shook his head and downed the rest of his drink but didn't talk. Which wasn't exactly bad. “Are you pouting now?”
“It would be hypocritical of me to tell you who you can and can’t fu.ck with Sebastian. But unlike the girls that mean nothing to us? Aria is different.”
My eyes narrowed on him, I had been in a relationship with her and I probably even knew her better than he did, of course I knew she was different. Also I was sure that if he could he'd f.uck her in less than a second. “Are you saying you’d turn her down if she wanted you?”
He shook his head fast, proving that I was right, but that wasn't exactly brand new information. “Hell no, but I’d also not be stupid enough to let her go.” He said seriously.
I looked back at him, that was ridiculous coming our of his mouth. “Says the man who’s never had a relationship.” I said shaking my head and turning back to my drink.
“Like I said. Aria’s different.”
“Are you in love with her?” I asked, not looking at him, I had no idea where he wanted to go with this conversation but what I knew was that he probably had a crush on Aria. At least. Fortunately her taste is men was so much better than him.
He shrugged. “Does that matter?” He asked.
It really didn't because even if she was I was sure she wasn't interested. “Aria can take care of herself. She’s a big girl.” I said again.
“Yeah, with a hell of a weakness.” He replied sighing.
“What’s that?” I asked, looking semi-interested again. I knew the answer, but having him admitting that was even better than just assuming.
He looked back at me blankly, “You.”
"No way." I bit back a smirk, glancing at him.
"Yeah like you didn't know that, uhm?" He said flatly and his mood changed again.
I shrugged, "I did and I don't see what's wrong with that. And I can't really blame her, I'm hard to forget." I smirked at him even if I wasn't being 100% fair to Aria, I knew that we were stepping in a dangerous territory but I wasn't going to admit that to him.
"I never met someone as arrogant as you." He groaned, running a hand through his hair.
"I'm not arrogant." I retorted and shot him a cocky grin, "I'm confident."
He laughed, shaking his head, "No. I'm condifent, you're c.ocky."
"If you're c.ocky then it's probably in a bad way." He glared at me with that I-know-everything face that I couldn't stand.
"As long as Aria likes it I'm okay with that." I smirked wider, knowing how it annoyed him when I talked like that about his precious best friend.
"She must be blind."
"She's not, or she wouldn't always choose me over you." I laughed and at that point I didn't know if I was more amused by his face or the fact that what I just said it was actually true.
He looked in a loss of words for a few seconds. “You know what I hope she does your movie.” Gavin said finally.
I raised my brow at him, wondering if he was just avoiding the previous subject. “Why is that?”
“Because she deserves more than the shi.tty parts that people have been offering her.”
“…and?” I pressed.
“And maybe this time she’ll realize how much of a fu.cking as.shole you are.” He said.
“You can only hope.” He smirked, enjoying this. I had been called like that for most of my life, the fact that it came from him now? I couldn't care less.
“Yeah…..” He trailed off and I really wished he'd disappear.
“Are you still here?” I asked finally.
“Nope.” He said simply, throwing a 20 down on the bar and turning away. “Have a nice day.” He spat, turning around to leave. Too bad he wasn't a girl, he'd make an amazing drama queen.