Your head was pounding as you woke. To the side of you, a glass of water with a few cubes of ice stood on a coaster along with two paracetamols next to it. "Ugh" you groaned. "What time is it?" you wondered as you rolled over to see your phone had been plugged in for you. Something drunk Y/N would've most likely forgotten to do. You saw Billy floating across the hallway. "Morning Y/N" he grumbled, clearly hungover and looking like death. "Morning Bill" you replied wearily. "I'm moving on to the sofa" he said, clutching his blanket and pillow. "We can just have a movie day and order food later?" "Sounds perfect" you replied, as you started to get up to join Bill. Throwing on a oversized hoodie and throwing your wild locks into a messy bun, you left your little room.
As you were heading down the hallway, you couldn't help but stop by Helena's room. Your breathing quickened. "Rude to stare you know" she murmered. You gently pushed the door open to see Helena reading from her bed. She looked so adorable and hot at the same time. Helena looked up at you and raised her eyebrows before going back to her book. "And its rude to be ignorant" you replied, walking into her room. "And just what do you think your doing?" she said, closing her book and placing it on the table next to her. "Dunno" you said, before climbing into her bed. She eventually gave in. "Five minutes" she whispered. "Five minutes is still five minutes" you replied, nestling into her pillow. You felt her hand rest on your torso as your eyes rested, inhaling her scent as it clouded your mind. "My pretty little green eyed girl" she whispered, stroking your forehead.
She watched you as you lay there. Both of you in your own little world. How guilty she felt to feel this way about someone this young. It was something she craved. Love and affection. Something she hadn't experienced in the past few years due to her current situation with a man who lived halfway across the world. "Mama" a small voice called which suddenly snapped her out of this dream reality. "One moment Nellie" she replied. She had children. 2 to be specific. She had to keep putting them first like she'd done for so many years. Like their father had not.
She wrapped a gown around her bare body and headed out. You laid there, admiring her room. Her dressing table was probably your most favourite part of the room along with her wardobe. Her fucking wardrobe. Various dresses hung. The white with the small red heart from the Alice in Wonderland premier. Various different red carpet looks. Not to mention the blood red from the Sweeney Todd one. It was all here. Her entire career. There was a small TV in Helena's bedroom, similar to the one in her living room with a cabinet containing lots of different DVDS many of which Helena starred in or Tim directed. You didn't know what was happening between you and Helena. Whether you were just someone for her to fuck when she felt lonely or if this woman did actually feel something toward you.. a love of some sort.
After checking it was safe to exit, you left Helena's room to go join Billy downstairs. Helena was in the kitchen with Nell baking as flour covered her cheeks as she giggled away with her daughter. She looked adorable. "You joining us darling?" she asked, as she stirred the bowl. "I'm going to go chill with Billy" you smiled. "Take some orange juice in for the both of you. It works wonders when I'm hungover" she winked, as you grabbed the glasses then quickly hurried into the living room. It was strange to see how differently Helena acted with her family in comparison to you. How she could change persona ever so quickly.
"Hola" you called, as you headed into the living room. "You look refreshed" he groaned as you handed him the glass of orange. "It appears you need this more than I do" you giggled as he frowned. "Maybe take a nap?" you advised. "It's what helped to bring me round" you said, hoping he'd disappear so you'd have some time with Helena. "Good idea Y/N your the best" he smiled weakly before grabbing his blanket and heading upstairs. "Before you go, what's your order from the chinese?" you asked. "Mum knows" he called as you flicked through the DVDs until you found what you were looking for. The cover read 'SWEENEY TODD: DEMON BARBER OF FLEETSTREET in blood red writing. It was one of your favourites. It always had been ever since it came out in 2007. You popped it into the DVD player and snuggled into the sofa.
YOU ARE READING
Hers
FanfictionY/N has just moved to London in order to pursue her career of being an author. However, a familiar face soon changes everything and she must decide where her priorities lie and if its worth risking it all for someone she hardly knows.
