HWI 145

Hollywood What If Chapter 145

Kazir stumbled to the railings, quite wobbling with his movement. 

The woman turned to her right and found an unsteady man. 

"Excuse me, are you okay?"

She was looking at the city lights when the man entered the balcony. Still, this was a party and the balcony was free for everyone to use. 

"Yeah, I think I'm fine," Kazir replied kneading his forehead intensely. 

"Um, do you want me to give you a glass of water?"

"Thanks, I really need it right now." He bitterly smiled. 

His head was painful and his vision was quite blurry. Furthermore, he wanted to puke. 

Kazir Grey likes drinking but he never likes the feeling of having a hangover. So he never reach the point where he had to go blank. But the party today affected him. 

To be precise, he was happy that he won the statue and got drunk because of it. 

"O- Okay, I'll get you one." 

The woman went to the party and found a waiter distributing glasses of water. She grabbed two glasses and returned, only to see the man vomiting hard. Kazir was leaning against the wall, releasing what he consumed. 

The woman flinched. It was gross to see a stranger puking. 

Still, she gave the water to him. 

"Here."

"Thanks..."

Kazir Grey became sober after puking and drinking two glasses of water. 

'Damn, I'll definitely have a hangover tomorrow.'

He thought. 

"It's alright. Alcohol can be dangerous sometimes." The woman put the glasses down. 

"Too much alcohol is dangerous."

"That's right." She agreed. 

"By the way, have we met before?" 

Out of curiosity, Kazir looked at the woman. He felt like he knew her but he could not remember. 

"... Your pick-up line is too rusty. You should use a better line." 

The woman sighed. This was the third time she heard it tonight. She was here to make connections because her career was not getting better. 

She heard that Grey Pictures was a new production company and its prospect was quite good. 

However, all she got was endless flirting from the opposite gender. 

"Ah? I think you misunderstand, I don't have any intention of doing that."

"Okay?" She tilted her head. 

She helped the man stand up. The light on the balcony was too dim so she had to get close to see his face. 

Suddenly, the woman recalled a scene in the gym three years ago. She could not forget that memory because it was quite funny.

"Ah, now I remember. You're the fat guy who was wheezing in the gym!"

"..."

Now that was awkward. Being sober for a while, Kazir remembered that scene as well. 

"You're Jennifer Connelly."

"That's right. Wow, I can't believe that you look good. Looks like you're working hard."

"I'm proud of my achievements."

"Looks like that."

They both at each other's eyes before realizing that they were quite close. Jennifer was the first to take a step back... She smelled the terrible scent of alcohol from Kazir. 

"Anyway, what's your name? It seems that you're part of this industry too."

"I'm a Director."

"Oh really?"

"I'm Kazir Grey." 

"... You got to be kidding me."

Jennifer Connelly was stunned. She didn't expect to hear that name from the man who puked hard. 

When she attends this party, her agent told her to flirt with Director Grey. To be honest, she didn't like the idea. 

But now that she saw Kazir's appearance... She was having second thoughts. 

"W- Well, I guess I have to go now. See ya."

"Okay, take care. Thank you for your help. You can go to Grey Pictures if you're interested in cooperating with us."

Kazir waved his hand with no problem. He was shocked to see an actress alone on the balcony but that was it. 

He didn't have to act starstruck since he was a famous person as well. 

In fact, his name might be more famous than Jennifer Connelly's. Especially after the scandal two years ago. Almost everyone knows his name. 

Of course, Kazir Grey find her attractive but he was not a creepy asshole. 

'Besides, I don't want to be part of the Me Too Movement, the negative side of course.'

Well, the main antagonist of the Me Too Movement was none other than Harvey Weinstein. 

"Jennifer Connelly, huh."

Kazir actually has a crush on the actress. He was part of his Top 5... that sounds bad. 

Anyway, Kazir bid farewell to the party and returned to his apartment at last. He hired a taxi because it was dangerous for him to drive. 

Just as he expected, he puked in the toilet again. 

He fell asleep with his dirty tuxedo on. He was too tired to change. 

.........

......

...

When Kazir opened his eyes, a flashing pain struck his head. He groaned and rolled to the left side of the bed. 

"Fuck..."

He said. Then, he sat up and checked his watch. He realized that he was late. 

"Fuck!"

Kazir was never late for the filming. This might be the first time. He didn't have the time to take a shower so he changed his clothes instead. 

He checked his phone and found dozens of messages and missed calls. 

-- Hello Kazir? Where are you?

Producer Harold Witsend contacted him. 

"I'll be there! Just give me 15 minutes, no, half an hour. Give me half an hour and I'll be the. While I'm gone tell Fremont to film the gas station scene."

Kazir quickly came out of the apartment and ran to the elevator. 

"Okay. Oh by the way, congratulations on winning the Oscars."

"Thanks." He said and ended the call. 

Kazir Grey smiled. He was happy winning the Best Original Screenplay... 

Unfortunately, the throbbing pain hit him again and his smile disappeared.

"Fuck. Painkiller might not be bad..."