𝘈 𝘙𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 //𝘛.𝘍 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 //

Part 1 || 12 - Radio City Hall

It was currently mid – May of 2004, I was in my room talking to Emma on the phone as I lay my back on Rob's chest. No one actually knew about us expect Emma. Not even Tom, though I think he knows because he was there when Rob asked me. He didn't ask me about it, so I didn't bring it up. Tom and Melissa had grown close as well. He had cut his hair totally as he wanted to say goodbye to his platinum blonde hair.

"So, did you get your dress?" Emma asked as Rob wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me up so that he could rest his head on the crook of my neck.

"Mhm" I said as I tried to control my moans while Rob placed small kisses on my neck. His soft lips felt amazing on my lips.

"And you?" I asked pushing Rob from my shoulder.

"Yeah, got it yesterday. How's Rob? You guys going great?" she asked as I bit my lip while Rob pulled me to sit on his lap, facing him.

"Yeah, we're great" I said as Rob wrapped his hands around my waist, kissing my neck and going lower and lower.

"Alright, Emma, I'm gonna go" I said quickly hanging up so that she wouldn't hear me escape a moan, which I did right after I kept the phone.

"Mmm, Rob" I said as he pushed me on the bed, kissing me all over. I knew he wanted to have sex, I wanted to too but I wanted to wait as well. I pulled away and looked at Rob.

"I know what you want, Rob. How about we wait till the premiere?" I said sitting up straight. I dragged my finger on his jawline, "Maybe after the premiere, we could come back to the hotel room and..." I continued and bit my lip. He groaned as he saw me bit my lip. He placed his lips on mine and bit it for me.

"Come on, we still have to find you a suit" I said pulling him out of bed.

••••••

"So, we'll see you at the premiere that's here?" Dad asked as he pulled my suitcases out of the car. Everyone was already inside the airport. We were going to fly to New York for the world premiere of Prisoner of Azkaban.

"Yes, Daddy" I said hugging him back.

"Best of luck, pumpkin" he said placing a kiss on my forehead.

"Ready, Shorty?" Tom asked coming beside me. He had his signature sunglasses on with a hoodie along with shorts – this is how he liked to go in public, he didn't care what everyone would think, he would wear what he felt comfortable.

"Yeah" I said as I tried to pull my suitcase, "Don't worry, I got it" Tom said sweetly.

"When's Rob going to come?" he asked as we waited in the first-class lounge with the others.

"I guess, the premiere's 23rd May, right? Yeah, so, he's going to be there before 20th" I said as I picked up an apple from the bar, as we were not allowed to drink yet.

"Alright, I hope you're not breaking the pact, Y/N" he said snatching the apple from my hand.

"I'll be your date for every premiere to come, Felton, just like we promised" I said taking another from the bar. He smiled widely.

"We're going to have to do something about your pimples" I said pointing at Tom's forehead, as he took a bite.

"Yeah, fucking puberty" he groaned as I kept the half-eaten apple in front of me.

"I'm hungry, how about we eat something else?" I asked as I looked at the tables that were kept for eating. "See, there's one empty and there's still a lot of time left for our flight" I said pulling him up with me.

"What do you want to have?" Tom asked and I smiled widely. "No, no, no, Y/N. Not here come on, we could eat something nice"

"I don't want to eat nice, well, I want to but not lavish stuff. I want pizza" I said whining like a little girl. "And look who's talking the one who wore shorts to a first-class lounge" I completed rolling my eyes. Tom called the waiter and I smiled widely.