"You live around here, don't you?"
In the morning sun, Britney got out of the car, put on her hat and sunglasses, and came to Matthew's side. "Last time you treated me, it was also around here."
Matthew stood at the entrance of the small park, casually pointing in a direction. "I live in an apartment building over there."
"Let's go." He gestured for Britney to walk into the park. It was a weekday, so there were very few people in the park. "Let's take a stroll inside."
This was a place he had carefully chosen. With few people, Britney wouldn't be harassed, and it wasn't a confined space like a rented apartment, which wouldn't provoke a woman's aversion or bad associations.
However, Matthew's Eastern way of thinking was completely unsuitable for Britney.
Britney followed Matthew into the park, her face full of curiosity. "Aren't we going to your place?"
Matthew thought of the messy state of his home and stubbornly walked forward. "It's best not to go."
Britney, with her youthful curiosity, pressed on, "Why not?"
"Ahem..." Matthew deliberately clenched his fist and coughed into it, then turned to look at Britney, his mind racing. He said, "There are two reasons, one real, one fake. Which one do you want to hear?"
"The real one?" Britney then shook her head. "Let's hear the fake one first."
Matthew smiled. "Last time, I wanted to take a walk with you, so I specifically chose a beautiful park."
"I wanted to take a walk with you last time too." A hint of sadness flashed in Britney's eyes. "But..."
"It's okay, Bubba." Matthew still had a bright, sunny smile. "You must have had something important to do."
Britney felt that Matthew was too understanding and smiled sweetly, urging, "What about the real one, then?"
"Let's talk as we walk." Matthew led her deeper into the park. "My room hasn't been tidied in a long time. It's dirty, messy, and disorganized. I'd be embarrassed for you to see it."
"Are there a bunch of stinky, unwashed clothes?" Britney thought of her own past. "is the floor covered in takeout boxes?"
Matthew nodded and then asked, "You've done that too?"
Britney didn't hide her past embarrassing moments from Matthew. "When I was at the Mickey Mouse Club, I soaked a basin of clothes under my bed, intending to wash them another day, but I forgot. It wasn't until the clothes started to smell sour that I discovered them."
"So you've done something like that too!" Matthew burst out laughing.
Britney widened her eyes. "No laughing! I really just forgot!"
Matthew turned onto a flagstone path and said to Britney, "That's nothing. Once, when I was working in the desert, I didn't shower for a week and didn't wash my clothes for a month."
"It must have stunk terribly." Britney had heard Matthew talk about his past. "The weather in Texas is so hot."
Following the flagstone path, Matthew turned to the spot where he had met Elena Boyar last time, pointed to the stone table and benches under the shade of a tree, and said, "Shall we sit there for a while?"
Britney walked beside Matthew and said, "Okay, I came today just to keep you company."
The two sat down at the stone table and benches and chatted for a while. Britney noticed Matthew's phone remained silent and couldn't help but check her watch, a look of concern on her face. "Hasn't anyone called yet?"
"No." Matthew shook his head. "My phone hasn't rung."
"Did you bring your phone?" Britney seemed even more anxious than Matthew. "is it on silent?"
Matthew took out his phone, pressed a button, and said, "Everything's normal."
Britney looked at her watch again. "Looking at the time, the crew should be at work by now. Their work efficiency is really low!"
Hearing these words, Matthew, who had originally been quite calm, also started to get a little anxious. After all, this role was too important to him.
He couldn't help but open his phone's settings to check if he had accidentally turned off the ringer.
Just as he said, everything was normal.
Britney was clearly more impatient than Matthew. She stood up and walked around the stone table, saying, "Why don't you call your agent and ask?"
"Hmm."
Matthew found Helen Herman's number and dialed it. She answered quickly.
"is something wrong?" Helen Herman asked.
"Any news about the audition?" Matthew asked directly.
"No." Helen Herman's voice was calm. "I'll inform you as soon as there's any news."
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone. Matthew glanced at his phone. Britney leaned over and asked, "Well?"
"No notification yet." Matthew shook his head.
Britney took off her hat and sunglasses, placed them on the stone table, and started pacing again, looking very anxious for Matthew.
In terms of temperament and composure, Matthew was much stronger than Britney, but impatience is easily contagious. Before long, Matthew also couldn't sit still. He stood up and joined Britney, circling the table.
The two of them walked around the table together. Britney kept checking her watch, and Matthew occasionally checked his phone, looking unusually strange.
Fortunately, there was no one in the park on a weekday, and this resting place in the woods was even more secluded.
Matthew and Britney spun around the stone table, growing more and more anxious. Gradually, not only was impatience written on Britney's face, but Matthew also inevitably started to show it.
He looked down at his phone again; it was almost half past ten. Although it was possible to get results in the morning, it wasn't a certainty, but Matthew, in his anxious state, was already a bit impatient. He even wanted to call Helen Herman to urge her to actively inquire about the audition results.
He had never so eagerly longed for his phone to ring as he did now. But the more he longed, the quieter his phone remained, as if it had run out of battery and shut down.
"Still no news?" Britney asked again.
Matthew shook his head, just about to speak, when the distinctive ringtone of his Nokia phone suddenly rang without warning.
Britney took a step towards Matthew. "is it? Answer it quickly!"
The screen showed Helen Herman's number. Matthew pressed the answer button, put the phone to his ear, and immediately heard Helen Herman's voice.
"Congratulations, Matthew."
At this moment, Helen Herman's voice was incredibly pleasant, and Matthew felt utterly relieved from head to toe. "You got the role!"
"I got it?" Matthew's anxious mood instantly dissipated. "I got it?"
Over the past month, he had put in so much for the role of Ronald Spears, even enduring ten days of intense paramilitary training.
"Yes!" Helen Herman's voice was very definite. "You got it!"
At this moment, Matthew felt that everything he had put in was worth it!
"You got it?" Britney's face was full of concern.
"I got the role!"
Matthew was still just a young man, so he couldn't help but punch the air, a feeling called ecstasy surging from his heart and instantly spreading throughout his body!
Helen Herman on the other end suddenly went silent. Matthew simply hung up the phone and casually stuffed it into his pocket.
"That's great!" Britney's voice was right in front of him.
"Did you hear that, Bubba!" In his ecstasy, Matthew grabbed Britney's shoulders with both hands. "I got the role of Ronald Spears!"
"Congratulations..."
Britney opened her arms, seemingly wanting to hug Matthew.
Matthew, at his most excited, reached out and hugged Britney tightly, kissing her smooth, fair forehead.
Britney was stunned for a moment, then hugged Matthew back.
A young couple embraced tightly, and a congratulatory hug gradually changed.
In a short moment, the two fell into a silent embrace. Neither spoke, but they held each other tighter and tighter.
Matthew, holding the infinitely youthful and vibrant Britney, felt as if flames were burning in his heart. Coupled with the excitement of just getting the role, his previously Eastern-style reserved thinking finally changed.
"Bubba..." Matthew lowered his head, his lips moving to Britney's ear. "I like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"
Britney looked up at Matthew, thought for only three seconds, and then nodded. "Okay."
After saying that, she closed her eyes, stood on tiptoe, and leaned in for a kiss.
Matthew lowered his head, his big mouth pressed against Britney's lips. Both were inexperienced; one lifted too quickly, the other descended too forcefully. First, their noses bumped, then their teeth clashed through their lips.
Then, they both looked up and apart, looking into each other's eyes, and laughed together.
Matthew lowered his head again. This time, he successfully kissed Britney's lips. Britney raised her arms, wrapped them around his neck, and began to respond passionately.Matthew hands reached behind her neck and his tongue slid past into briteney's mouth while kissing thus deepening it.Briteny felt the current going into her mind while there saliva was being exchanged he plastered his lower body totally into her so she started feeling his erection.They kissed till they were both out of breath then Matthew reluctantly controlled himself because he suddenly felt like a beast waking inside him after tasting her mouth, if they keep going on he won't be able to control himself.
This time, it was a long while before Matthew and Britney separated, breathless.
"I like you too, Matthew."
The love of young men and women always comes with an extraordinary surge, especially for singers and actors whose emotions are relatively outward. Britney was no exception. Holding Matthew, she felt incredibly sweet. "I love you! I'll love you forever."
Matthew reached out and gently pinched her cheek. "Me too."
This girl was young, sexy, beautiful, and simple to the point of being a bit silly, which was indeed captivating.
He admitted he wasn't a good person, but his confession was more based on her feminine appeal than anything else.
Since Britney accepted his pursuit, there was no need to do anything messy anymore.
Suddenly, Matthew's Nokia phone in his pocket rang again.
Britney took a step back. Matthew pulled out his phone and saw that it was Helen Herman calling again.
"Something else?" he asked.
"Why did you hang up on me?" Helen Herman demanded.
Matthew smiled at Britney and fabricated an excuse. "I had something else going on just now."
"Come to Angel Agency immediately." Helen Herman didn't dwell on it. "The crew wants you and me to go to Warner Bros. Studios this afternoon to discuss some things."
"Okay." Matthew knew what was important. The crew wouldn't wait for a small actor like him. "I'll be right there."
Helen Herman said one more thing, "I'll wait for you!"
Then, the call ended.
Matthew put away his phone and said to Britney, "My agent wants me to go back to the company. We're going to the set this afternoon, Bubba..."
Britney looked reluctant, holding Matthew's hand and saying, "Can I take you there?"