A Week with Sebastian Stan

Life of the Party

It's the next day, the most exciting day! You'll finally be able to have fun, in VENICE! You haven't gotten this in a long time. You got up, took your YSL Dress out of the bag and hanged it on the closet of your hotel room. You put on a robe and continued to do your hair and makeup, it took you 30 minutes to get ready.

You out on your dress and some black heels, it's 6 PM at night and your full of excitement, you got out of your hotel room and went through the lobby. You walked going to the boat and when on your way to the party, you were so nervous but was glad your doing this, there were so many people.

"You got this Y/n!" You told yourself.
The party event had some kind of red carpet for the entrance, you got out of the boat and stepped foot on the entrance. As you were entering, you felt everyones eyes glancing at you, and heard people.

"Who is she?" Said the woman to your right.
"Didn't you hear? Shes Y/n Robertson, the daughter of the richest family in New York." Replied the other woman.

You didn't mind what they were saying, you smiled and kept walking, but as you were walking, you saw Sebastian near your left standing there glancing at you as if he saw an angel, unfortunately Emily Vancamp came over beside him and looked at you as well, her mouth dropped as she was staring at you walking towards the party.

Sebastian Stan, he looked so good, with that black suit and fresh haircut. You looked over to him and smiled, like as if nothing happened.

He walked towards you as you entered the party, Emily called him out but he didn't care.

"Y/n, you look gorgeous." He says as he was in-front of you.

His steel blue eyes looking against yours, your stomach filled with butterflies, his suit, ugh! you hated that you still felt something for him.

"Thanks Seb! You as well" You responded for his compliment.
"I guess you've got company over there" As you looked in Emily's direction.
"Oh.. Emily, she forced me." Sebastian replied.

You didn't know if you were happy to see him or mad. But one thing you knew, you were glad he was still in Venice.

"Oh okay, so uhm.. when are you leaving Venice?" You asked.
"We're almost done shooting, probably next week." He answered.

You felt devastated, you didn't want him to leave, not like this, not when you still have to tell him how you truly felt. You wanted fun in this party, but it just brought you more stress.

"Well, goodluck on your film Seb. I really wish you the best." You smiled and walked away.

'Goodluck' ? Are you serious? You regret that, you should've said something more that makes sense, he looked at you so confused as you walked away.
You went to the bar and and ordered some vodka to cool things off. You got about 5 shots and you felt clumsy.

You're about to fall on your knees, but Sebastian caught you from the side and held your waist, as your head rested on his shoulders.

"Hey, Lets take you home." Said Sebastian, while your eyes were slowly closing.
He carried you out of that party and on that boat.

You got so drunk, your head was spinning, you smell Sebastian's perfume and his dazzling steel blue eyes look at you in worry.

"You.." You said drunkenly.
"Why'd you have to be with that woman!" You were pointing at him.

"Y/n you're drunk, let's get you home. I got you." He said. He cared so much.

You arrived in your hotel, and he sent you to the lobby with the hotel manager.

"Oh my! Miss Robertson.." The hotel manager said.
Sebastian was still carrying you all the way to the lobby.
"Mr. Sebastian Stan! Oh my goodness, it's you!" The hotel manager said.
"Yes it is, uhm, please take care of her" As he dropped you on the wheelchair and left.

You passed out knowing that you were in his arms.
The hotel manager took you to your room, and laid you on your bed. You thought that this party would give you fun, but it went downhill.