Deceiving the Public Eye: Emma Watson X Reader (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

(Y/n) walked into the restaurant, seeing a table with five other people. He also saw Greta waving him over. He walked over to the table and sat down next to a brunette on one side, and a blonde on the other.

"Hi (Y/n)! Glad you could make it!" Greta told him.

"Thank you for having me." He responded.

(Y/n) turned to the brown-haired girl first, who he recognized to be Emma Watson.

"Nice to meet you. I'm (Y/n)." He introduced, holding his hand out for a handshake.

"I'm Emma. Nice to meet you as well." She introduced herself, smiling at him.

He turned to the blonde beside him next, sticking his hand out for her. "(Y/n) (L/n), nice to meet you." He introduced, shaking her hand.

"Florence Pugh." She whispered, giving him a soft smile.

They sat around for a few minutes and talked about the movie and who they were playing. Emma was playing Meg, Florence was playing Amy, Eliza was playing Beth, Saoirse was playing Jo, Timothee was playing Laurie, and (Y/n) was playing Sebastian Laurence, Laurie's brother.

"Now that everyone's met each other, we have a table reading with the full cast next week. I'll send you all further details later on, but for now just enjoy your time and I will see you all next week." Greta announced, and everyone thanked her and made their way out of the restaurant.

"Do you live here?" Emma asked (Y/n), talking about NYC in general.

"No, but I do have a hotel for the weeks that I'm needed here. I haven't really spent too much time in New York." He shared, putting his fall jacket back on.

"Well, have fun exploring. There's always something to do here." She told him before exiting the restaurant, waving to him quickly.

(Y/n) and Timothee were the only ones left, so they decided to go out around the city together. They went to central park and stumbled across a scalper selling tomorrow's Yankee game tickets.

"I'll take two tickets please." (Y/n) told the man. He gave them both the tickets and (Y/n) gave him the money. "Looks like I know what I'm doing tomorrow. Want to come with?" He offered, waving the extra ticket around.

"Sure. It'll be fun." He agreed, taking the extra ticket. Timothee put it in his pocket and they continued their walk.

Once it got late enough, (Y/n) made his way back to his hotel for the night. He had gotten Timothee's number so they could stay in contact before the game. (Y/n) figured he would get everyone else's number at the table read next week, but for now he would just have to wait.

The next day arrived, and Timothee and (Y/n) were sitting in their seats at Yankee Stadium. They both had their hats and sunglasses on so they wouldn't get noticed, but with this crowd they didn't think they would. Everyone was much more focused on the game than on the people around them, meaning nobody had realized it was them.

"The Yankees are definitely winning this! I mean, the other team really has to step up their game if they want to win." (Y/n) shared, Timothee nodding in agreement.

After a few more beers, the game had ended. "I told you! I'm the best at knowing who's gonna win these things.." (Y/n) mumbled, leaving the stadium.

"Well, now what? It's still early." Timothee asked.

"Let's see if anyone's around. We can go hang out or something." (Y/n) decided.

Timothee called the cast, Emma and Florence accepting, and Emma offering that they came to her place. She didn't live that far, and it was within walking distance. The two walked to her apartment building, getting stopped by the security guard

"Who are you two?" The security guard asked.

"(Y/n) (L/n) and Timothee Chalamet, we're here to see Emma Watson, floor fourteen." (Y/n) told the guard.

"I'm afraid I can't let you in. Miss Watson never told me you two were coming, therefore I can't let you guys in. Building policy." The guard shared.

Timothee took out his phone and dialed Emma's number, putting it up to his ear.

"Emma? We're here. You need to like let us up. The guard wont let us in. Thanks." He explained to her, hanging up the phone shortly after.

Once he hung up, the phone next to the guard rang. He picked it up and muttered an okay, before hanging up.

"Alright, you two can go on up. Have a good day." The guard told them, and (Y/n) sent an appreciative nod to him before they went to the elevator.

Once they arrived at her apartment, they knocked on her door. "Hi guys! Come inside! Florence should be here soon." Emma greeted, ushering them inside. After taking their jackets and shoes off, they made themselves comfortable on the couch.

Florence arrived shortly after, and they all hung out and talked for a few hours, Emma ordering some Italian food. They ate their food, and the entire time he was there, both (Y/n) and Emma observed the other.

(Y/n) would look at Emma, quickly looking away when her eyes met his. She had done the same, looking away as soon as their eyes met. They both felt something, but they both just brushed it off.