Bobby and Jessa both find themselves trapped together on the Love Island reality tv show. It's instantly clear they have a burning hot chemistry that draws them together. Will they find love or will insecurities and fears destroy them? Is it even tr...
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BOBBY
As we get close to the premiere, my stomach clinches with nervous energy. I look over at Jessa, who looks calm, but I know she's feeling anxious. She looks like she's the gorgeous movie star and I'm excited to have her on my arm tonight. She reaches for my hand. "I'm excited to watch the movie, but I'm not looking forward to this part. What about my limp with these heels?"
"This part's easy. We'll be walking slow for pictures anyway. You just need to stand there looking all gorgeous, like you are." I bring her hand to my lips. "You are stunning, Lass."
I see a small blush creep into her cheeks. "Thank you. You're looking sexy as hell, Mr Movie Star."
I squeeze her hand. "Thanks for being here with me."
"Where else would I be? I wouldn't miss this."
I lean over to kiss her but she's places her hand on my chest to stop me. "You'll mess up my lipstick."
"Fiiine." I nuzzle her neck instead, placing tiny kisses there. "I'm totally making out with you during the movie though." Her laugh is full and pure as it rings through the limo, but it's soon cut short as we pull up to the red carpet. She gives me a brave smile, but I see the nervousness in her eyes.
My door is opened and I step out. I hold my hand out and help Jessa from the car. Flashes instantly assault my senses. I bring Jessa's hand to my lips and give her a wink. We take a few steps and pose.
JESSA
Bobby's hand is reaching for me. I take a big calming breath before I take it and step out. He kisses my hand and I throw on a big smile, aware that everything is being photographed. There is a long red carpet stretched out before us. A large wall with the movie logo is stretched the length of the carpet. Across from it is a sea of people and cameras.
I look ahead and there's Aislinn. She looks gorgeous. When she looks our way, I notice her smile falters and I'm filled with satisfaction. I don't think she realized I was here. I'm instantly consumed with a confidence boost. Lottie is right. I have Bobby. Not her.
We are told to stop and we pose for pictures. Bobby's arm wraps around my waist. His hand is sitting low, on the slope of my ass. Maybe he doesn't realize it's so low, or maybe he's claiming me as his. Either way, my smile is bright as I look towards the flashes.
A couple reporters come up to interview Bobby. I can't help but look at him in awe. He is so charming and lovable. I'm asked a few questions, mainly about how proud I am of him and such. Which I am unbelievably proud. We move forward down the carpet and do the same thing. Pose for pictures and then interviews.
We finally reach the end, where there is a group of fans. Instead of walking towards the other celebrities, Bobby escorts me to the fans. He signs autographs, poses for pictures and gives them his special Bobby charm. Watching him interact with them, makes me even more proud of him. He just made their night and he didn't have to.
