Hayden Christensen
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―୨୧⋆ ˚ Dads best friend
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―୨୧⋆ ̊ Dads best friend
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Hayden Christensen is a Canadian actor best known for his portrayal of Anakin Skywalker in Star Wars: Episode II – Attack of the Clones and Episode III – Revenge of the Sith. He often comes across as soft-spoken, humble, and introspective in interviews, contrasting with the intensity of some of the characters he’s portrayed. Despite the enormous fame from Star Wars, Hayden tends to keep a low profile, preferring a more private life away from the spotlight.
He’s known to be thoughtful and dedicated to his craft, bringing a quiet intensity to his performances. Outside of acting, Hayden has a passion for farm life and architecture, having taken a break from Hollywood to focus on a quieter life and work on his farm in Ontario. He has a calm and laid-back demeanor, and though he faced mixed reviews for his Star Wars performances, he’s respected for his resilience and grounded nature.
Ewan is your father and Hayden's best friend; what happens when you and your dad's best friends decide to act with your desires?
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Ewan and I have been best friends since we filmed Attack of the Clones. He was like a brother to me, and we were finally hanging out outside of conventions and press tours. We sat on the couch, a game playing on the TV, with a couple of beers in hand.
I laughed as Ewan told me a joke, but then I saw you coming down the stairs. I knew it was wrong, but ever since I saw you at the Walk of Fame memorial for your father, I couldn’t help but notice how incredibly beautiful you’d become. The way your hips swayed as you walked, and the confidence you carried—it made me want you so badly.
I cleared my throat, straightening up on the couch as I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to compose myself. It was wrong to feel this way about you—about a twenty-five-year-old, in general. But what made it worse was that you were my best friend’s daughter, and here I was, sitting right next to him, lusting over you.
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