𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 | 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥

Sixteen

Chapter sixteen

Flashes blinded my vision as me and Henry stepped out the limo towards a red carpet, fans were cheering from the secure bars behind us and many well dressed individuals strutted around, signing autographs and posing in-front of the cameras.

"Wow.. this is-

"Amazing?" Henry grinned, his face was lit up as if he was in his element, being an actor truly was his path in life which was heart warming, seeing him look so proud.

"Melanie- Melanie Cavill can you tell me what it's like being married to the Witcher himself ?" A reporter asked, his lips pursed in anticipation. Almost begging me with his eyes to respond.

I smiled falsely "it's amazing, I feel very lucky"

Henry gripped my hand in his as I spoke, rubbing circles along the top of my hand in reassurance with his thumb, knowing lying wasn't my strong suit. Though I wasn't truly lying, I did feel incredibly blessed and lucky to be in Henry's life.

"Henry how does it feel being one of the most sought after celebrity's!" A woman gushed, her eyes simply devouring Henry

Henry rolled his eyes jokingly, stepping forwards towards the lady which made her sway ever so slightly. "I mean, I wouldn't say I am. But I am very appreciative to whoever thinks that"

"I'm just happy to be with Melanie now, I'm off limits. Sorry girls" Henry continued, this time a laugh escaped his lips

The woman laughed back, a tint covering her cheeks "indeed and what a little diamond you have!"

Turning my attention to the lady I felt my cheeks warm, copying the expression owned by her. "I wouldn't say I am a diamond! But thank you" My voice squeaked just above a whisper, I wasn't used to being complimented.

"Oh stop! Look at you- If Henry wasn't here I would be eating you all up!"

Blushing again I gulped back saliva, trying to accept her compliment but it was difficult with how hateful my mind was towards myself.

Henry placed a hand on the reporters shoulder, her body softening right away into his touch. "It was lovely to talk with you but we are going to go now"

With a cheeky wink Henry grabbed my hand again, pulling me towards the photographers "oh no Henry I don't want photos!"

Henry shook his head in dismay "this whole time you've been having photos snapped of you. Let's least take some where we can fully anticipate it!"

Furrowing my brows together I nervously nodded my head "you're right Mr Cavill. Though I swear I will kill them if they get any double chin pictures-

Henry let out an atrocious laugh making most people stare towards us "double chin pictures? Oh Mel"

Shoving his shoulder I just gave him a sour expression "yess my double chins. What is so amusing?"

Shrugging his shoulders he leant in closer to me, his breath brushing over my neck "you don't have a double chin. Though I can confirm you look beautiful"

Blushing profusely I turned away on my heel, allowing him to guide me to the desperate cameras heaved in our direction. Looks like social media will thrive ripping me apart with these photos.

Henry had it so his arm was wrapped firmly around my waist, his eyes gazing into mine with his head turned to the side, whilst my head tilted upwards to look at him.

"That is gorgeous! Don't move!" A man with thick rimmed glasses spoke in a demanding manner, his finger spamming against the click of the camera causing flashes to blind me once more.

Shielding my eyes I turned away slightly, though Henry had caught on to my wrist, pulling me so I was now flush against his chest, our heartbeats syncing together in unison. "Photos aren't done yet" Henry grinned once more, those fangs being illuminated by the bright lights.

Yet again a spam of a camera clouded mine and Henry's vision, though he seemed rather accustomed to it so it didn't bother him, whilst I was trying my hardest not to squint.

"Give us a kiss!"

Quickly removing my gaze from Henry I saw a short, petite woman. Her eyes doe like from the pure adoration she directed towards us "please, do it for your fans!"

Henry nervously bit his bottom lip, his fingers tracing my cheek as he slowly pulled me in closer. Even though I didn't want to kiss Henry and complicate things more so- if that were possible. I just couldn't ignore the overwhelming magnetic pull he had on me.

Our lips were now inches away from one another, as if we were completely blocking out the prying eyes and dazzling of bright lights. All that mattered was me and Henry, in this moment.

Though we soon got interrupted, instantly breaking away from the moment we were having, if you could call it that.

"Oh my goodness Henry!" A woman squealed, rushing over in gorgeous silver gown.

Henry smiled wide, turning away from me and now facing towards the excited lady. "Anya, wow. Hey!"

Crashing into one another's arms I began to shuffle my feet unknowingly, I yet again felt so out of place and now I no longer had Henry's comfort around me.

"Can you believe we did it? Completed season 1 ?! How surreal is this" Anya gushed, her beautiful eyes brightening as she spoke.

Anya was truly beautiful, these were the sort of women Henry wouldn't struggle getting- the sort of women to match his luxurious lifestyle he had to offer.

A few minutes had passed and the growing feeling of being uncomfortable was becoming all too much to bare, I was trying to distract myself by talking with the paps though all they cared about was getting the winning photo.

"This is Melanie"

Raising my eyes from the cameras I saw that Henry was now introducing me "Oh hi Melanie! You're even more gorgeous in person"

Flushing red yet again because of the sudden compliment, I gave a weak smile in response before outstretching my hand.

"T-thank you. You must be An-"

Interrupting me Anya had swatted my outstretched hand away and instead lapped me into a sudden cuddle, her body squeezing against mine which almost felt like I was being strangled. "I'm Anya!"

Pulling away trying to catch my breath a laugh escaped me "oh wow... that's never happened to me before"

Anya sucked in her cheeks, grabbing my arm so I was snug beside her "well you have now! Should we party?"

Now this sounded perfect, party? Alcohol ? Count me in.

"But first..." Henry responded dryly, his body turning towards the long line of fans screaming at the top of their lungs "autographs"

Puffing out some air I growled ever so slightly "this isn't going to be quick"

Henry ruffled up my hair playfully "that's what makes it enjoyable"