"Yes, of course, I'll be there! Thank you, Jane," you said, then hung up the phone with your agent. Helena was on the couch, looking at you expectantly.
"I'm going to the audition!" you said excitedly, walking over to her.
"See aren't you glad I introduced you to her at the party?" she asked, referring to her friend who was making the movie about the New Yorker girl.
"Yes, I am, thank you," you sat down and kissed her on the forehead.
"When do you leave?" she inquired, placing a hand on your leg.
"The audition is on Monday so I should probably get there Sunday night".
"Oh shit!" she exclaimed.
"What? Is that bad?" you asked nervously.
"You know how I was doing some producing work for our film?" she said, and you nodded, smiling when she referred to it as "our film", "well I have to supervise some editing work on Monday".
"So can't go to New York with me?" your face falling.
"How long will you be away? I can meet you there," she was thinking quickly, and you could tell she really wanted to go with you.
"If I don't get a callback, I'll be there until Wednesday, but if I do, I'll be there at least a week".
"I'll fly there Wednesday afternoon," she said, satisfied with her problem solving.
"But what if I don't get the callback?" She grabbed your face so that you were looking her in the eyes before she answered.
"Not only are you going to get a callback, but you're gonna get that part, okay? You're my talented baby girl and I have every faith in you". Her eyes searched yours, and you blushed at her pep talk.
"Bye, my love," Helena said, pulling you close for a kiss. She was dropping you off at the airport, and although it was crowded, you stopped to kiss her back. She had her hands on your back, pulling you as close as possible. Your hands played with her hair, and although you would only be apart for three days, you kissed her like it would be three years. You knew people around you were taking pictures, but you didn't care.
"Wow, I'm going to miss that," you told her, breathless, putting your forehead against hers once you broke apart.
She giggled. "It'll only be a few days, but you know I'll miss you too". Looking up at the clock on the wall next to you, you saw it was time for you to leave.
"I love you, wish me luck".
"I love you too, dear. And good luck, but you're so talented that you don't need it".
Hours later, you crashed into the hotel room, tired from the day. Although you technically still had an apartment in the city, it was far away from where you had to audition. You sent a quick text to your mom, letting her know you were in town. Although you weren't on the best of terms, you thought it would make things worse if you didn't tell her you were home. You were about to fall on the bed, but then you saw something on the dresser. It's a bouquet of roses with all different colors; yellow, red, and pink. You smile, and you see a note in between the flowers.
Dear y/n,
I hope this brings a smile to your face. I'll miss you terribly, but I know you'll do amazing in New York. I can't wait to see you once you get a callback. And don't say you won't, because I know you will. You're so talented, and I love you more than anyone.
Sending love and support,
Hellie <3
You texted her to thank her, a text filled with hearts. It was late in London, so you decided to call get in the morning. You ordered yourself some dinner, trying to not fuck up your jet lag. After an hour or so, you were too tired to stay up anymore, so you fell asleep.
The next morning, you woke up at 9. You ordered a cup of coffee and a blueberry muffin to your room. As soon as you finished eating, you called Hellie.
"Good morning, love," she said cheerily. You smiled to yourself at the comfort of her voice.
"Good afternoon," you said in a fake British accent, making her laugh. Her laugh sent butterflies in your stomach, and you realized how strange it felt to not have her be laying down beside you.
"How are you feeling about the audition?" she asked.
"Mostly nervous," you told her, honestly.
"I wish I was there to help you relax".
"Do you? And how would you help me?" you asked, smirking.
"Darling, I'm at work," she protested.
You pouted. "You started it! Plus, you could just say you have to step outside for a minute".
She hesitated. "Fine," she said after a moment, "but only because I love you".
"That's the perfect reason".
You could hear some rustling over the phone, then she spoke again.
"First of all, I promise when I get there on Wednesday I will do all of this to you".
"You better!" you insisted, not even letting your uncertainty if you would still be in New York then ruin the moment.
"I know how tense you've been, so first I would massage your back," she began, "I'd take off your clothes slowly, still massaging you". You listened, closing your eyes to pretend she was with you. "Then, once I could feel all the tension gone from your back, I'd turn you over and kiss you. I'd kiss you hard and passionately until you can't breathe. Then I'd kiss your neck, just enough to leave marks. I'd massage the front of your body: your neck, your arms, your boobs, and your legs. I'd be very careful not to touch your clit, because you know how I like to tease you. Finally, I'd move my hands back up to your aching clit, and I'd push one finger in. With my other hand, I'll rub your inner thighs, and make my movements harder and harder. You'd be begging for more, and I love to hear you moan and beg, especially when you're a wet mess, so I'd make you do it a little while. But since I love pleasing you, even more, I'd put in two more fingers. You'd arch your back, trying to get all of me. Then I'd curve all my fingers, and you'd cum for me like the good, submissive girl you are. How's that sound?"
Even though that was just over the phone, you realized you were breathless and your head was foggy.
"Oh my god, I can't wait to see you," you said once you recovered.
She giggled. "Me too, my love".
"You definitely took my mind off my audition".
"Good. I have to go back to work now, but I love you and I know you'll do amazing. I know you won't know if you get a callback until Wednesday morning, but call me later anyway. I don't care what time it'll be here, okay?"
"I will, Hellie. I love you, too".
"Remember that you're an amazing actress and person, and they would be lucky to have you".
With a new burst of confidence, you spent the rest of the time you had getting ready and studying your lines again. When it was time, you walked out the door of your hotel room, feeling it in your soul that you would get this part. Well, at least a callback.
Authors note: I have not updated this in forever I'm sorry don't hate me I'm just chaotic! I have big plans for next chapter.
