Chapter 2 Dream come true

Chapter One

Stacia's pov

I was so excited I got a call back for a commercial and some promo photos. I was beyond happy when I found out who I would be working with. Darius was the "it" guy in Hollywood right now, and I of course had a huge crush on him. I mean who wouldn't this man had abs for days.

I see Darius in a few of his movies. Okay that's a lie I've seen every movie his sexy ass has been in. I can't believe I get the chance to work with him. I wondered why he was even doing this commercial. He's a Hollywood heartthrob and in pretty much every movie coming out right now.

I wondered if Darius would be better than how I imagined him to be. It was surreal that I am getting the chance to work with my crush. Not a lot of people can say that. This is a dream come true and a major step up in my career. I guess hard work really does pay off. So glad I didn't give up after hearing no after no at first.

I wondered if Darius would be on set when I got there tomorrow morning. I knew he would be doing a part in the commercial and then we would be doing promo photos for the product together. So, I knew I would at least get to meet him. I wasn't going to be able to sleep tonight I was so nervous and excited.

The next morning when I got on set I saw everything and got nervous. I have never done anything like this before. That little inner voice we all have started telling me I couldn't do this. That I was going to fail. I shut that shit down held my head up high and walked over to check-in. They took me right back to hair and make-up. This was so exciting.

I wondered if Darius would be even sexier in person. Everyone says he's a funny guy and super sweet. That he made working with him fun. I really hoped that was true. I mean you hear stories, but you never know what's true and what's not. The tabloids all say he's a player and a total ass. I didn't want that to be true. I would be crushed.

I wondered if he would even notice me. A man like him probably had a million women chasing after him. I needed to get myself in check. The last thing I wanted to do was act like a total fan girl and embarrass myself. I needed to just calm down and believe in myself a little more. I can do this.

I loved getting my hair and make-up done it relaxed me. The ladies doing my hair, nails, and make-up were super sweet so that always helps. Finally, I started to calm down. They made me feel right at home. They all stopped what they were doing so I looked in the mirror to see if they were done. That's when I saw him walk in. He was truly a sight to see. I get why everyone stopped what they were doing and just looked at him.

I thought maybe I should go introduce myself since we were working together. Plus, I just really felt this pull to him. I told the ladies I would be right back, and they looked at me nervous. I wondered what that was all about. I walked right up to Darius and put my full mega watt smile on. I just needed to play this cool he was just a guy nothing more.

"Hi I'm Stacia."

"Yea I don't have time for autographs right now but if you stick around when I'm done I can get you the number for a great personal trainer that can help you with your weight problem. Now run along."

I just stood there with my mouth open as he walked away from me. I walked back to the ladies but didn't say a word. I can't believe he said that to me. Who did he think he was? The ladies thankfully didn't comment on what just happened. I was so hurt and felt like I could burst into tears at any moment. I snuck a glance at him in the mirror and he seemed angry. I wondered what his deal was. How was he the angry one after he just insulted me? The nerve of him. Now I was pissed.

I was about to turn around, so they could finish with me when I saw Darius was pointing at me. What the hell could he be so upset about? I wondered what he was telling them. I did nothing wrong. All I did was introduce myself. I didn't think that was such a big deal. He was the one that came at me like he did.

I decided to just walk over there so I could defend myself since he was pointing right at me and screaming. Who knows what he was saying. So, I walked up behind him where he couldn't see me, but I could still hear what he was saying. I wasn't going to let him talk bad about me or try and ruin my career before it even got started. He acted like I was scum. The worst kind of human. He didn't even know me. All I did was say hi. How could that make him this angry?

"I have been acting since I was a kid and worked my way up then made a name for myself. I am the guy everyone wants to hire. There is no way I am working with some no name fat ass. All she's going to do is make me look bad. I didn't sign up for this. Someone better fix this now!"

By this point I was heated. Here I was excited to finally meet my crush until I actually met him in person that is. He's such an egotistical jerk. The things he was saying about me had me seeing red. I wanted to crush this fool, but I was not going to make a scene. I am sure that's exactly what he wanted. I had more class than that I wasn't going to stoop to his level.

I loved who I was and how I looked. I wasn't going to let some jackass bring me down. I should have known he would end up being a jerk. They aren't called crushes for no reason. They are meant to do exactly that, crush you. Well this little boy had another thing coming. I don't go away that easy.

I wouldn't allow him that satisfaction, nor would I let him crush my self-esteem. It's not my fault his feeble little mind can't handle all of this. Guess he just doesn't have the right equipment. With a smile on my face I walked back to let them finish getting me ready. Once they were done they told me I looked beautiful. They took me to wardrobe and I hoped by the time I was done Darius wouldn't be around or he had a major attitude adjustment. I was ready to get this over with and get as far away from him as soon as I possibly could. I wouldn't be able to bite my tongue for much longer.

Once I was done getting dressed I sat there and waited a little bit. Thanks to him I was starting to second guess all of this. I was no longer excited. I was letting this jerk get the best of me. Time to put on my big girl panties and crush this commercial. I'm not going to let anyone get in the way of what I am here to do. I've dealt with jerks like him all my life. I am going to just smile through this.

I was sitting in a room waiting to hear when I was needed on set. I know I'm not famous so if Darius has it his way I'll be replaced. He wants someone that makes him "look good." Pretty pathetic if you ask me. I didn't have time for this. I wasn't just going to set around while he threw a temper tantrum like a damn child. Just when I was about to walk out a young man came in and smiled at me.

"So sorry for your wait they are ready for you on set right this way."

"Thank you."

I was no longer nervous. I was going to rock this then laugh in Darius' face. When I got on set he was no where to be found. Guess he didn't want to work with me so he just decided to walk off. Fine by me. I didn't have time for someone like him. I was here to do a job I was hired to do so I'm going to do just that.

I got the commercial done in two takes and it didn't take long to get the photos done. The producer thanked me and apologized for how I was treated by Darius. He told me he informed his manager, so I should be expecting an apology because she didn't stand for that kind of thing. I just hoped with the wat I handled myself today that it would maybe lead to jobs in the future.

I went back and changed back into my clothes and grabbed my stuff. I couldn't wait to go home after the day I've had. I needed a hot bath and a bottle of wine. I was so over it all. Darius had ruined my great day. He was such an ass. I hoped I never had to see him again.

I guess I spoke to soon because when I walked out Darius was standing against my car. What was he still doing here and why the hell was he by my car? I didn't want to deal with this jerk right now. I have had enough of him for the day. I held my head up high and walked right up to him. I was not going to take any of his crap.

"What do you think your doing by my car?"

"I wanted to apologize for how I acted earlier."

I wanted to laugh because a man like him didn't know the meaning of the word sorry. No, he was only doing this because the producer called him out on his shit. If he was so sorry he wouldn't be here with that smug smile on his damn face. He would mean it. This was all for show. I wasn't a fool, and I was done with this clown.

Him acting like he did showed what kind of man he was. I no longer had a crush on him and just wanted him to go away. His attitude made him ugly. He was just some fool that thought he was all that. I would tell this lil boy what he needed to hear so he would run a long and I could finally go home.

"Look it's fine can I go now?"

"Let me take you to dinner and make it up to you."

Okay I was not expecting that. Was he out of his damn mind? This man called me fat and said I needed a personal trainer and now he wanted to take me out? This boy must be tripping. What was his angle? No way would I ever go anywhere with him. Maybe before I knew who he truly was I would have but nope not now. I almost laughed in his face.

"That won't be necessary now I need to go but don't worry I forgive you for your narrow shallow little mind."

I moved him out of my way and got into my car. I left him there with his mouth hanging wide open like he had done me earlier. He didn't even know what had just happened. He looked dumb founded. He seriously thought I would say yes? That boy is such a fool. I have dealt with people like him for as long as I could remember they no longer had any effect on me.

Once I got home I put everything down and went into my hall closet and got me out a towel and my favorite fluffy robe. Then I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of wine. I went into the bathroom and started my jacuzzi tub and put in my favorite bubble bath. Once it was full I got in and started to drink my bottle away. I let the jets melt away all my stress from the day.

Darius' pov

I got my start in commercials at the young age of five and have been in the business ever since. My ma uprooted her life at the time, so I could follow my dreams. When I got paid for the first movie I starred in I bought her a house back in our hometown to thank her. She wasn't cut out for the Hollywood lifestyle so once I was of age she went back home. Now I was out here all on my own with no family. It got lonely at times.

I've had several managers since I've been in the business but none of them ever truly believed in me. The manager I have now is close to my age and had really helped me to branch out. It was as if I had hit stardom overnight. Now I was the guy getting all the roles. I never got any time off I was on such high demand. It burnt a person out pretty fast.

The only reason I was doing this commercial was because my manager wanted me to make a good impression on this producer, so I could get a role in his new movie. Guess that wasn't happening now. The producer was not happy with how I acted. I can't say that I blamed him. I was very unprofessional. I doubt he would ever hire me for anything now. I messed up big time.

Needless to say, my manager was not happy with me right now. After all I was supposed to be cleaning up my image. She told me I better find Stacia and fix things. That everyone seemed to love her. That she was the type of sweet girl I needed to be seen being nice to. That it could save my image. How could she save my career? I've never even heard of her. I tried to question this, but my manager wasn't having it. She's gotten me this far so guess I really should listen to her. So, guess this means I needed to go play nice.

While they had Stacia back in some room they took some promo pics of me and had me do my part for the commercial. Then had me leave so she could do her part. I found out what car she drove and decided to just go and wait by it. I hated having to do this. I felt like I was a child being scolded for doing something wrong when I was a grown damn man. I did act like an ass. I mean I thought she was just another chick trying to play nice to get what she wanted from me. I just needed to swallow my pride before I ruined my career and apologized.

I really didn't want to be seen out here waiting for her like I was some stalker. This was not me. I was the type of man that was with women that made me look better and helped my image. The women that were thrown at me by my manager. I was all about my career. I didn't have time for anything else. I guess if it helps my career and gets me more parts I'll be nice to her, but I am not going to date her. I am done with them telling me what to do.

When she walked out I expected her to smile and play nice. She didn't look happy at all in fact she looked down right pissed. I tried to apologize to her but all she did was put me down. This chick didn't know who the hell she was talking too. I could end her career. I thought this was going to be easy guess I was wrong. She had the nerve to turn me down then drive off. No woman has ever turned me down before. She's got courage that's for sure.

I got into my limo and told my driver to take me home. I just wanted this day to be over and then I remembered I still had a date tonight. No use worrying all this drama right now. I will call my manager later and tell her I did what she wanted. I just didn't want to deal with her right now. I doubted being a jerk to one woman was going to ruin my career.

I made me who I am today. No one else but my ma helped me do that. I worked hard. No one will ever take that away from me. It'll all be fine. My manager just worried over every little thing. I did the commercial I apologized to everyone, so it was good. My manager needs to realize she works for me, or she can be replaced. I was done with people trying to control me.

Ever since I got to Hollywood I've had to deal with one person after another trying to change me. It was a dog eat dog world. I had to change the way I talk, dress, act, and look. They had control over every aspect of my life. They even tried to pick the women I dated. I've made all these people rich, so they needed to just back off.

I have done everything they have asked of me now it was time to do what I wanted. As long as I stayed away from the paparazzi, I should be fine. They were the ones blowing everything out of proportion. Maybe instead of going off on me they should hire a new P.R. person to fix the problems. If no one leaked what happened today, then she had nothing to worry about.

Besides they are the ones that got me this bad boy reputation. They wanted me to be seen with this girl and that girl. I had to be seen at all the latest clubs. Now they want to complain about all the bad publicity that they started. I never wanted any of that. I just wanted to make movies.

I never wanted to date all the women they threw at me. Half the time they would call the paparazzi and tell them where I was going to be. That got old fast. I never had any privacy. Now I was the one they wanted to blame. I was just sick of it all. Sometimes I wondered why I even do it. Was it even worth it anymore?

I called my date and told her I was running late but that I would be there. This woman was super sexy. I met her when she was an extra in a movie I was starring in. We hit it off right away she seemed really laid back and sweet. She was just what I needed to take my mind off of this crazy day. Yet I wasn't really feeling it.

Tomorrow night I had to be on my best behavior and make and appearance at this hip club. They were paying me to be there. So tonight, I just wanted to have some fun and unwind. I didn't want to be the Hollywood heartthrob. I just wanted to be a normal guy going to see a beautiful woman and spending some time getting to know her.

I pulled up outside her house and looked around. I should be excited but all I wanted to do was turn around and go home. I didn't want to be an ass, so I got out of my car and knocked on her door. She answered wearing nothing but a barely there bra and panty set. She only wanted me because she thought it would further her career. This is why I stopped dating. All they ever wanted was to be famous. Can't even have a meaningful relationship when all they wanted to do was use you.

I looked at her and just turned around and got in my car to head home. I mean yes, she was sexy, but I was over being used. I was tired of it all. I kept thinking of Stacia. Bet she would use a guy just to get a part. I get why she turned me down even though I was shocked. I loved a woman that stood her ground. I did feel bad about what I said to her. I was angry, and I took it out on her. The way I acted wasn't me at all.

If my ma saw me this way she would have me right back home trying to teach me a lesson. I needed to apologize to Stacia and this time mean it. I just thought she was another fangirl wanting me to make her famous. I didn't even give her a chance. I had some major ass kissing to do. I just hope she gives me the chance.

I decided to shut my phone off for the night order a pizza and just me normal for a night. I didn't want to be anyone but me. After my pizza came and I of course signed a few things for this guy I sat down on my couch. I put on an old cheesy movie grabbed a beer and pigged out like I never have before. It was just what I needed.