Florence Pugh One-shots!

Champagne Glasses (requested)

Male reader x Florence.

Y/n and Florence are good friends, and both are big in Hollywood. After a wrap party, Florence seemingly decides friends isn't enough...

Florence's POV

"Come on Y/n we have to go! everyone is gonna be there!" I pace outside his trailer, trying to get him to come out later.

"You know it's not my thing, Flo." I rest my head on the closed door, making a small thud. Y/n opened the door, causing me to fall inside.

"Oh my god, Flo, are you ok?" Y/n crouches lifting my head up. "Yeah." I grab onto his forearms, pulling myself up.

I look up at him, his hair creeping over his eyes a little. Before I can stop myself, I push his hair back as I look into his deep, dark, and beconing eyes.

"Come on, let's get you up." Y/n stands lifting me with him. "Please come later?" I ask him sincerely holding his gaze.

"Ok, fine. Is erm... is Madelaine gonna be there?"

Eurgh, I love the girl, yes, but y/n fancies her, and I hate that because I really like him a lot, and he doesn't seem to notice me.

"Yes, your little girlfriend will be there."

Y/n scoffs. "She not my.. right I'm getting my keys and taking you home." Y/n runs inside his trailer, grabbing his jacket and keys.

We pull up outside where im staying, I can see a few paparazzi. I'm not in the mood for them.

"Do you want me to get you inside?" I look at him nodding. I see him turn the engine off and get out of the car.

I hear the clicks almost immediately. He wraps his arm around me and ushers me inside.

"Can you two confirm if the rumours are true about you two dating?" I hear a womans voice over the various clicks.

"Are you dating Madelaie Petch Y/n?"

"Are you dating anyone y/n? Over here!" Finally, we get inside. Y/n Is hollywood's Romeo at the moment, and everyone is interested in who he's dating.

"There safe and sound, mi Lady." He bows clearly, taking the piss.

"Thank you, right 8 pm tonight pick me up?"

"I'll be here." Y/n doesn't drink, so he always drives, plus he has a pretty nice car.

I have a few drinks whislt I get myself ready, ok, maybe more than a few. Dutch courage.

Y/n pulls up right on time. I look down seeing his car. When he gets out, he's wearing a beautiful, slim fitting baby blue suit. He stops for a few photos to be taken of him before coming in. I look at myself in the mirror. "Tonight is the night Flo you need to tell him." I breathe out shakily as the door knocks.

"Fl... wow, Florence, you look incredible!"

I smile shyly as he grabs my hand, spinning me around.

"Damn girl, you gonna break hearts tonight?"

I swig the last of the glass of wine I have placing the glass down. "Take it easy there, Flo."

"Oh, im sorry.....daddy."

He raises his eyebrow but still holds out his arm out for me, and we walk towards the door.

"Why are we turning left? we need to go right it's right, by here y/n."

"I need to pick up Madelaine."

Fucking Betch! "Oh, I didn't know. Sorry." We pull up to where she is, and he honks the horn but doesn't get out to go get her. I smiled to myself, knowing he came to collect me earlier. Madelaine opened the door and leaned down.