Emma Watson Oneshots/Imagines

Paparazzi

Emma and I had gotten inside the car, ready to go back to our house. The paparazzi, however, did not want us to leave. They were taking pictures, trying to see us from inside the window, and banging on our car. 

I could feel Emma's nerves increasing as they kept banging on the car. The driver was taking his sweet time turning the car on. I felt Emma bury herself into me as another loud bang shot through the car. 

At this point, I was mad at them for causing this. I told the driver not to go yet and to wait a minute. As I was getting out of the car, I felt Emma grab my hand. "What are you doing? Where are you going? Please don't leave me." She asked nervously. 

"I'm not leaving you Emma. I'm gonna go tell them to stop. It's making you nervous and they need to calm down. I hate seeing you like this." She let go of my hand and let me get out of the car. 

As I stepped out of the car, all the cameras turned to me. "Everyone stop taking pictures! We won't be answering your questions! Stop banging on the car! You are scaring both of us and we can answer your questions another time! Everyone move away from the car right now!" I shouted angrily at the paparazzi, while giving them death glares. 

They all seemed to have gotten the message and left the car. I got back in the car and told the driver he could go now. Once I closed the door, Emma enveloped me in a hug and squeezed the life out of me. "Thank you (Y/N). You're the best. I love you." She whispered as she buried her head in my chest. 

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "No need to thank me. They were scaring you and it wasn't okay. I love you too much to let them do that." I said as I rested my head on top of hers.