It's a few days after your callback audition, and you're heading back to London with Helena. Tomorrow night is the premiere of the movie you were in together. Even though you're a little nervous, you're mostly excited. Hellie had picked up the dresses you had ordered months ago and you couldn't wait to see her in. Sure, you were excited to wear a fancy dress too, but you really just wanted to see how beautiful your girlfriend would look.
"Are you nervous?" she called from the bathroom. Someone was doing her makeup, and you were "getting your bag ready", but really you spent most of the time sneaking glances at her.
"A little, but at least it's just the cast and crew".
"And the paparazzi are only going to be there when we first walk in," she reassured, "I promise to hold your hand the whole time".
"Thank you," you said, going over to kiss her forehead.
"No more kissing! I just did her foundation!" her makeup artist yelled, and you giggled, but apologized.
Inside the back of the limousine on the way to the theater, Hellie took your hand and you leaned into her.
"You look so pretty," you told her, playing with her navy blue dress.
"Thank you," she kissed the top of your head, "you too do. I love the color of your dress, it's very Slytherin," she joked.
"Wow, I love being with the hottest Harry Potter actor".
Your hand still in hers, you got out of the car. Immediately, you hear and see the flash on cameras.
"Ready?" she asked, squeezing your hand. In front of you, there was a red carpet leading up to the theater. On either side of the carpet, there were people taking pictures or shouting out questions. So, this is what it's like, you thought.
She walked confidently out onto the carpet, and you walked behind her like her standoffish child. You didn't mind too much, since you knew that eventually, all of this would feel normal.
People mostly called her name, but you were surprised when a few people called out yours. You turned all around, smiling in what you hoped was a flattering way at the cameras.
"Helena! Y/n!" someone with a microphone called. You walked over to them, and he pushed the microphone towards you both.
"So, how are you feeling about this movie?"
"I'm excited to see it," Helena began, "it's a very interesting story and we had really amazing people working on it". You were about to answer, but the interviewer cut you off.
"Y/n, since this is your first film, what are you feeling tonight?"
"I'm so happy to be here and be in such a great film with such great people," you said, cringing at how awkward that sounded when you finished speaking. Helena linking her arm in yours, and you felt instantly comforted.
"One more question than I'll let you go," he began. Bitch, you better, you thought. "How's your relationship going. A month or so ago you revealed your relationship to the public, so can you tell us how that's been going?"
You and Helena looked at each other, and for some reason, your dumb ass started laughing. The interviewer gave you a confused look, but you didn't even have an explanation.
"See? This is what I have to put up with every day," Helena joked, and she was laughing too.
"I love her for it," you said, snuggling your head into her body. She kissed the top of your head again, you felt a blush across your cheeks.
"Aw, well I'll let the happy couple go but enjoy the film!" he said, and you both thanked him before walking away.
You walked into the theater hand and hand, looking around to find your seats. You were in the front row next to each other, which you doubt would have happened if you weren't dating.
After sitting down, she put her hand to rest on your thigh.
"Hellie, I'm not gonna be able to focus with that there," you told her. She laughed.
"Maybe we can take a little...bathroom break," she said. You looked at her amazed, and she just winked. Damn, that wink didn't have to be so sexy.
Some waiters came around with champagne and food, which was good because being famous made you hungry. You took some food from the trays, and Helena got you a flute of champagne. A few minutes later, the lights dimmed.
"It's starting," she whispered excitedly. Smiling, you leaned back in your chair, settling in to watch the movie. You rested your head on Helena's shoulder, snuggling in. She put her head on top of yours, and started to rub your leg.
The movie was captivating you. Helena was so amazing, of course. You still couldn't get over how surreal this was. The best actress of all time was sitting next to you, with her hand in your leg. You couldn't believe she was your date.
"I love you," you whispered.
"What?" she asked, and you realized how random that must have been for her.
"Sorry, sorry. I was just thinking about you and that I love you".
"You're the sweetest," she said, "I love you too".
"God this is torture," she said about 20 minutes into the film.
"What do you mean?" you asked, laughing quietly.
"I really can't watch myself," she told you.
"You're brilliant. Look around," you gestured to the entire theater, "look how completely captivating your acting is".
She blushed. "Still, once you see yourself on screen, you'll have the same reaction".
It was a little while later until you actually came on screen. You watched yourself for a mintier, then realized how right Helena was.
"Does my voice really sound like that?" you asked her.
She laughed. "Yeah".
"And how do you put up with it?"
"Your voice is cute," she said, kissing your forehead, "but if you want, we can get out of here".
"Wouldn't it look a little suspicious if we go to the bathroom alone?" you asked.
"It's worth it," she said. You got up with her, and snuck out the theater and into the bathroom.
Once you were inside, she shut the door. Before you had time to say anything, she pushed you up against the door and kissed you. You moaned into the kiss, and you could feel a smirk on her lips. You wrapped your arms around her neck, kissing her harder. She swiped her tongue across your lips for entrance, her hands still pinning you up against the wall.
You let her in, and her tongue moved deeper inside your mouth. You moaned again, you couldn't help it. You felt yourself get breathless, and she was too because she stopped.
"Wow," you said, and she leaned against you. She laughed, and you couldn't believe how much electricity you felt when she kissed you.
"Now I want to go home so we can...you know".
"No, I don't know," you teased, "care to elaborate?"
"So I could top you," she whispered, walking away and leaving you breathless.
