Nothing But A Rumor

 Nothing But A Rumor
By Misha

Disclaimer- Not mine. I’m just borrowing them for a little while and will return them when I am done.

Author’s Notes- This is my entry for Day 24 of my 31 day challenge: “Do you love him/her?” “Do you love me?”. I got a request to do this prompt for RCD and the idea actually came pretty easily, though I ended up making it fluffier than expected. This is set a few months down the road.

Pairing- Seth/MC

Rating- PG

Summary- Seth and Kat discuss tabloid rumors.

Words- 799

Matt Rodriguez’s Steamy Affair with Beautiful Co-Star.

Matt and Katerina? True Love or On-Set Fling?

Tender Love Triangle: Matt is Torn Between Victoria and Katerina.

I looked at the row of tabloids, torn between amusement and horror. I never thought I’d see the day I was plastered over all the tabloids, but the story was so untrue. I shook my head and moved ahead in the line, paying for my groceries.

The funny thing was, despite the fact that my face was covering all these magazines, no one glanced twice at me as I left the store. Apparently, I could still pass as a regular girl, which made me happy. While I wanted success, I wasn’t sure I was ready for the lack of anonymity that Matt and Victoria lived with.

“I made the tabloids,” I told Seth lightly when I got back to my apartment. I’d run into him in the hall and he’d offered to help me carry my groceries. Not that he really need an excuse to be in my apartment, since we’d been dating for the last couple of months.

“Yeah, I saw that earlier,” he commented.

Something in his voice made me glance up from where I was putting away the groceries. “You know it’s all made up, right?”

Tender Nothings was only a couple weeks from being released and the hype was huge and we had started having to work the press circuit and that had also lead to the rise in rumors that Matt and I were involved. People were certainly persistent, editing Teja and Victoria out of shots, taking photos of Matt and I talking outside the studio lot and spinning them.

The world was determined to believe that Matt and I were a couple when it was the farthest thing from the truth. We were friends, good friends, yes, but just friends nonetheless.

“I know,” Seth commented, but he still looked troubled.

“It’ll go away once we’re done promoting the movie,” I assured him, coming up behind him and wrapping my arms around his waist.

“I feel like a jealous ass,” Seth admitted, “but it kind of sucks to see my girlfriend’s picture plastered all over the place with one of the biggest movie stars on the planet.”

“I know,” I assured him. I could only imagine how I would feel if the situation was reversed. I maneuvered so that I was facing him, my arms still around him, and gazed up at him. “You can ask me if you want.”

“Kat…”

“No, I think you would feel better if we settled this once and for all,” I told him quietly.

“Do you love him?” Seth asked me quietly, studying my face.

“No,” I answered clearly. “I like Matt and there was a time I had a crush on him, but I have never been in love with him. There is nothing romantic between us.”

Yes, Matt had made it clear at first that he wouldn’t mind it being more than work and the idea had been tempting, but I hadn’t wanted to screw up my first real job by getting involved with a co-star and then I’d fallen in love with Seth and it had been a moot point.

“Now I really feel like a jealous idiot,” Seth confessed but he was smiling.

“It’s ok, you’re my idiot,” I told him playfully.

“Am I?” He asked, wrapping his arms around me and holding me against him, “in that case, I have a much more important question.”

“Hmmm?”

“Do you love me?” Seth asked, gazing down into my eyes.

“I do,” I told him, “I love you Seth Levine, more than words can say. There’s no movie star out there that could change that.”

“I love you, Kat,” Seth told me, leaning down to kiss me sweetly and tenderly.

“Now that that’s settled, do you want some lunch?” I asked once we pulled away. “I bought all the stuff for fajitas.”

“Sounds great,” Seth told me, letting me go. “Do you need some help?”

“Sure.” We headed to the small kitchen and wordlessly started preparing ingredients, working in tandem.

“If only the tabloids could see me now,” I joked as I put the meat in the pan. “A far cry from the glamorous temptress or naïve ingenue they try to paint me. But I guess boring girl who likes to cook and hang-out with her awesome boyfriend doesn’t really sell magazines.”

“Maybe not,” Seth said with a laugh, “but it’s my favorite thing in the whole world.”

I smiled at him. “Mine too.” I had come to Hollywood to be a star, but I had also wanted to find love and happiness and I had and no matter what happened next in my career, I’d gotten exactly what I wanted.

  • End

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Misha

Mom. Writer. Dreamer.

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