I Don't Do Relationships

If I Had To Pick One Word.....Nervous

To say I was nervous was an understatement. If I had to sum up everything I was feeling, I guess nervous would be the word but that was only if I had to pick one single word. Overwhelmed, scared, jittery, excited, proud, over-stimulated, anxious, tense, apprehensive, hesitant, overthinking, uneasy........ the list could go on. So the word nervous may describe them all. I just didn't want to mess anything up.

I remained quiet, unlike the other two in my presence at the moment. My phone alerted me to a text message so I pulled it from my clutch to see who could be texting me. Henry.

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HENRY: Remember, breathe.
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I couldn't help but smile and actually take his advice. I took a deep breath in, feeling both guys watch me as they noticed and stopped talking. Chris placed his hand on my knee, slowly rubbing my leg, probably his way to maintain a connection for both of our nerves. Not looking up at them, I began to text back.
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Y/N: Thank you. I needed this.

HENRY: Just have fun. See you there. I'm sure you look gorgeous.

Y/N: 🥰
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Just as I was about to look up to my boyfriend, I felt him kiss my temple and then he spoke softly in my ear. "You doin' okay?"

"I think so, considering I have no idea what to feel or expect except what I've seen on t.v."

"Well....... I don't plan on letting go of you so at least we have each other. Promise not to let go?"

"Where am I gonna go?"

"You do have friends here tonight." He nodded to my phone. "That was nice of him to check on you."

"I'm sure he knows how nervous we both are."

"Probably, but I'm not letting go, I promise.  If I do, it will only happen if I have handed you off to Scott or Henry.

Chris smiled before turning his hand over for me to lay mine in. We let our fingers weave together, my ring sitting in there, perfectly nestled. He kissed my cheek, still worried about the damn lipstick, before we heard Scott. "As much as I adore the two of you, and how much more I love you being together, it's hard not to throw up from the mooshiness sometimes. I mean, I do love you guys, it's just so strange seeing you like this sometimes Chris. I'm happy for both of you, but big brother, you really have gone back on a lot of your past choices and statements about love and relationships. It's not a bad thing, I guess it just took the right person. I'm glad you let her show you how it works."

Chris and I laughed at Professor Philosophy, especially since he was known to be horrible at relationships himself. It didn't matter though. I was just happy that Chris and I had each other, especially as we pulled up to our destination.

Scott was dropped off at a seperate location to meet us at a rendezvous point. Any guests and celebrities attending as invitees started at a different point. We remained in the car and continued to the point that the participants of the film would start their walk on the red carpet at. I knew Chris and Henry invited former co-stars from previous projects and I was so nervous, but also excited, to meet these people I had watched on the screen for so long.

What I saw first, as we pulled up, were the lines of fans behind barricades. Metal gates were lined up on the other side of the street where they all stood with signs and phones up in the air, waiting for their favorites that they had come to get a glimpse of to arrive. I could hear so many screams from within the confines of the car so I couldn't imagine how loud it was outside. Watching out the window, I was pulled out of my thoughts when Chris squeezed my hand. Turning, I gave him a small smile before he spoke in a soft tone.