Hi, everyone! I'll post some of the things I've been writing. They're basically scenes/random moments, not whole stories, but I still hope y'all enjoy them.
Even though they're reader x HBC, I've decided to go with Hunter-Jones as surname. But feel...
I'm getting my hair and makeup done by my glam team and honey, I'm so up in this gig. Glossy eyes, nude lips and a curly mess, as always. Can't even fathom how gorgeous I am right now! I'm determined to kill that woman tonight. Not literally, figuratively.
I'm in a beautiful sparkly white jumpsuit that contrasts with my skin and matches my brand new guitar. I'm so in love with the whole aesthetic I could die!
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If Helena and I were together, this would be probably the best night ever! Oh, Helena! I miss you so much, you crazy motherfucker. Why did you have to break my heart?
"Ok, diva, you're ready to go!" says Raven, my makeup artist.
"Bitches be looking like the boss, Miss Ross." my hairstylist, Jaymes, compliments.
"You're damn right, Jay! Thank you guys so much! There's a little gift for you two on your way out. Love ya!"
"Love ya back, girl! Kill them all tonight!"
"She will, Jay! Love you, boo! Bye!"
OK. Time's coming. I have to go early to get the sound check done. My driver arrives soon and I'm off to the hotel where the after-party is gonna happen.
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Sound check is done. All cool, all great. My guitar stays with this nice girl called Robyn. If I wasn't so fucked up, I would definitely fuck her.
My poor driver leaves me at the Red Carpet and wishes me luck.
"Thank you, my darling!"
"Tell Helena I said hi."
"Of course, boy! Byee!"
Screams. Flashes. Fans. Screams. Flashes. Poses.
"Look over here, Y/N!"
"Y/N, who are you wearing tonight?"
"Y/N, are you and Helena good?"
"I love you, Y/N!"
"Y/N, YOU AND HELENA MUST GET BACK TOGETHER!"
"Y/N CHOOSE ME!"
It's always like this. Too fucking much! But it's the price one has to pay for fame.
I'm answering the question from the interviewers and a huge fuss starts again.
"Oh, look Y/N! It's Helena!"
Oh fuck! I mean, I knew that she was coming, of course, but fuck!
My heart is pounding, my hands are sweaty and I feel the blood rushing through my body.
"Excuse me, dear, let me go say hi. It was a pleasure talking to you!" I smile politely at the man and walk towards her.
Be brave, bitch! Be brave!
NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, THAT MOTHER FUCKER CAME WITH HER!!!
Now I'm second guessing myself. But I can't stop halfway through the carpet. Guillermo, my darling friend and director, grabs my hand and walks with me.
"Tranquila, mi amor. She's not a monster. You'll be fine."
"Gracias, baby, por todo!"
He greets her and that bastard and finally she looks at me.
"Hello, Helena!" I smile, a sudden wave of confidence takes over me. I lean in to kiss her cheek, she doesn't pull back.
"Hello, Y/N! You look..." she stops and stares at my whole body. I can see in her eyes that she's lost in the view. Well, mission complete. No, not really, actually. The best part comes last. She's still trying to find words, mesmerized.
"Cat got your tongue, Carter?" I can't control my smirk and I'm not sorry.
"Bright. You look bright. And tall." She snaps out of her trance and laughs a lil' bit and that makes me insanely happy.
"Thank you. You look like you." She does look like herself.
"Is that a compliment or a read, dear?"
"A compliment, always. You are heavenly beautiful!" I whisper in her ear and she shudders.
A girl from a magazine calls for us and we go talk to her.
"Hello, ladies! You two look wonderful tonight!
"Hello, gorgeous! Thank you very much!"
"Hello! Thank you!
"What can we expect from this movie?"
I look at Helena and she lets me speak first. We still get each other, like not - that-old times.
"What can't you expect from this movie? To be honest, it's the best from Guillermo and that man is good! There's blood, there are tears, a good plot, hot scenes and last, but not least, us!" They both smile.
"And how was working with each other? Unbelievably it's your first movie together and after all that happened..." We're uncomfortable. The three of us. Helena takes the lead.
"It was great for the plot. We're both professionals, anyway, we wouldn't let anything that happened between us get in the way."
"Yeah, exactly. Helena is such a delightful person and I'm honored that I could see that on set too. I mean, hello, she's perfect. I couldn't have done this with another person." It's true, she's so fucking perfect personally and professionally. She squeezes my hand and smiles.
"She's right, I couldn't have done this with anyone else. She's a wonderful co-star."
It means a lot to me that she sees me that way, even after our downfall. The reporter thanks us and says goodbye.
We walk back, holding each other's waist.
"I have to introduce you to someone."
And of course she would bring him up.
I just nod. We get to where he's standing.
"Right. This is Marcus. Marcus, this is..."
"I know who she is. Nice to meet you, Y/N! Huge fan!" I'm kinda disgusted, but I shake his hand anyway.
"Well, thank you, Marcus! Hope you enjoy the movie as you're enjoying my woman." I lower my voice so the press can't hear. He's shocked! She's mad! I'm... satisfied.
"Let's get inside, guys." says Guillermo. Always saving me, my hero. I can see he's trying hard not to laugh.
I put my arms around his shoulder and we walk into the theatre.
