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Alycia's POV

 

I read over and over again the script for season 3 episode 7 of the 100. I just can't believe it's already the end for Lexa. I'm waiting in my trailer for Eliza to arrive, it's still very early and she's always late.

 

-Leeshy-loo ? I'm so sorry I'm late but you know how long it takes to make my hair look horrible !

 

A smile comes to my lips as I hear her voice. I turn around to face her and see her Clarke dreads and her fake wound on her face and laugh at her comment. 'No worries, should we get to it straight away?'

 

She comes and sits next to me; she puts her hand on my thigh gently and stares at me. She tells me that she prefers to improvise on set and 'go with the flow'. We promised each other that we had to put everything into this final day, let go of all our emotions and be as true as possible.

 

As we arrive on set, all the cameras are placed around Lexa's room. I let Eliza with the makeup crew and I wait in my spot. I feel so nervous, I’m usually not but this time it's different. After this I'm done, I have to say goodbye to this show and... to Eliza.

Lost in my thoughts I nearly forget that 'Action' has been called. I walk in the room and act my best, I let go of everything I'm feeling and I can feel tears filling up my eyes. I know it isn't scripted but I can't hold them in.

 

-Cut! It's a wrap for today!

 

My assistant is searching for a tissue so I can wipe away my tears but she's too late. Eliza is wiping them away with her soft hands.

 

-Leeshy please stop crying, I'm barely keeping it together

 

I let go of a laugh trying to come back to the real me but tears just can't stop as I think it was the last time I will be acting this relationship. Eliza has to run to her trailer for an interview but we have plans to meet later for a wrap dinner party. I go back to my hotel, still very emotional, in the bathroom I look at myself and close my eyes for a second as I try to get it back together but I still can't. The final kiss was so intense, deep and felt so real... I open my eyes and realize that my fingers where caressing my lips as I remembered it. I start to blush thinking about Eliza. What's going on with me?

 

Eliza's POV

 

The hair stylist is nearly done with my hair. I read again the script but I just can't handle it, I'm so mad about this. Leeshy and I have only grown closer on this season 3 and I'm just upset she's leaving the show. As I walk across the lot I'm trying to calm my nerves and feelings, I don't want Alycia to think I'm crazy or something. I knock on her trailer and enter apologizing for the delay. She gives me a cute smile and want's to get straight to the reading.

 

-I think we should pass for this time. The scene is going to be really emotional and I think we should give everything on set and go with the flow.

 

As I say 'go with the flow' I add a wave movement with my hands that makes Alycia smile even more and I can even hear a small laugh that died just before she opened her lips. We go straight to set, both of us focused on our characters. The makeup artist is doing touch ups on my forehead wound as I try to think about my lines. I can hear the director yell 'Action'.

As she appears in the light of the room I completely forget my lines, I'm stoked by her beauty. I know she is a good-looking woman but I never thought that it would let me voiceless. I get myself together and get all my lines out. I can't hear the director's instruction; I actually can't hear anyone but her. I see her eyes filling up with tears as my arms touches hers. For the first time I don't feel nervous about kissing her, It feels right.

 

-Cut! It's a wrap for today!

 

I help Alycia back up of the bed and see her face wet with tears. I instantly wipe them away with my hands. Leeshy please stop crying, I'm barely keeping it together.

I look at her beautiful green eyes and feel knot in my throat, I have to leave before I brake down. I leave Alycia at her trailer and rush to my interview; I hope it's going to get my mind of things.