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I wonder if it’s based on a true story.
The song is performed three more times, just so the three cameras can get every angle possible. After the third go, the director and her bullhorn take back the stage.
“Great show, everybody!”
The audience cheers, and with a fist in the air and a big victorious smile, the director continues, “We’re going to do a different shot right now; it’s a single take where all of you will have a chance to be in Lily’s music video!”
She explains the shot in detail: everyone should form a line in front of the stage, then one by one they will come up and give Lily a kiss on the cheek.
The staffers help the fans settle. Meanwhile, I move from my place to go talk to the director and find her busy with Lily.
Lily raises her kind eyes to me as I lightly tap the director on the shoulder, “I better stay close for this, ma’am.”
“Yes, stay behind the camera, handsome.” She squeezes my arm. “Goodness! Those biceps are rock hard!”
She keeps on squeezing. I pride myself on controlling my physical features and reactions, so I make sure she draws no visible response from me.
But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it every time I got a compliment like that.
The older woman is still holding my arm with both hands when she remembers Lily, “Come feel it, girl!”
I see Lily take a timid step forward, and to encourage her, I smile and flex my other arm. She is openly blushing now, but she touches my other arm, soft and gentle.
And then I look at the director, and she keeps looking back and forth between Lily and me with a smirk on her face. With a knowing smile still on her face, she drops my arm and grabs back her bullhorn, “Okay, are we all set?”
The staffers raise their signal wands, to show the director they are ready to proceed. The director herself goes and sits behind the laptop, taking control of the cameras. Only then does Lily release her grip on me.
“Thank you,” She smiles shyly, and then sprints into position and pretends nothing happened.
I assume my spot behind the cameraman and see him framing Lily in the center of the screen.
“Do I look okay?” She asks, fixing her hair. I give her a thumbs up and, giddy, she gives me one back.
The director brings the bullhorn to her lips again, “Line ready?”
The staffers roar ‘yes’.
“Camera ready?”
The cameraman gives his own thumbs up.
“Okay, music on cue… Action!”
The song plays from the speakers and the first fans are released; an adorable pair of teenage twins complete with matching clothes.
They flank Lily one on each side, kissing her on the cheek simultaneously. After them comes the second group, and the third, and after the sixth I lose count - there are more than a hundred and fifty people here.
The line is coming to an end, and then my worries come true in the shape of Ben.
Shaking like a leaf in a windstorm, he makes Lily lose her balance with the enthusiasm of his kiss. He takes his time, holding her by the waist.
It’s when his hands are quickly climbing up towards her chest that I decide enough is enough.
“Alright, pal,” I walk out from behind the camera and grab Ben by the hood of his jacket. “You had your time.”
“Cut!” The director yells, looking angry.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Lily yells too, also angry with me.
