Only Girl In the World(Aaron Tveit x Reader)

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TWS: Yelling, Alcohol, use of the word rape

Y/n's Point of view, later that night:

Me, Aaron, Robyn, Ricky, Karen, and Tam went out for drinks after a short tour of the theater. Everyone was so kind and I'm so happy being able to work with them, We've all had a few drinks, other than Aaron who barely drank.

"Y/n. Y/n. let's see who can do the most shots!" Robyn suggested holding a bottle full of tequila and two shot glasses

"Oh your on," I exclaimed taking a shot glass from her

We went back to our table at the bar

"Guys we're going to see who can do the most shots!" I exclaimed smiling

"Don't drink too many guys we have rehearsals tomorrow" Aaron said looking at me

"I'll be fine, I sober up quickly" I replied pouring both me and Robyn shots

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"Okay that's more than enough" Aaron said taking the bottle away

"But we can still do more?" I said confused

"But you have rehearsals tomorrow and it's not a good look to come in with a hangover," Aaron said as Robyn and I protested

"Okay I think everyone's had enough to drink," Aaron said signaling all of us need to get home

"I don't want to leave" I slurred

"Why?" Aaron asked

"Because my boyfriend being a bitch and I don't wanna hear about it again" I explained lightly

"Let me walk you home," Aaron suggested when we got outside

"Fine" I mumbled

Aaron's Point of View:

Y/n was struggling to walk outside, and I honestly didn't trust her to be alone. Not in new york, a clearly drunk, alone, pretty girl in a semi-revealing dress is a disaster waiting to happen. And if I can prevent that disaster, I gladly will.

She walked down a street and I followed her, standing directly next to her.

She leaned slightly on me, losing her balance.

My immediate response was to help her stand on her own, I grabbed her wrist lightly and helped her balance

"Are you okay?" I asked her because she looked in pain

"Y-yeah" She said pulling her arm away and rubbing her wrist

I carefully inspected her wrist from afar, it looked bruised, and swollen. 

I didn't say anything, it's just the lighting. 

I kept telling myself that but I couldn't shake the thought of it possibly being her boyfriend. She kept talking about how he was being awful to her.

"There's the building," She said pointing at a distant apartment complex

I led her inside and into an elevator,

she pressed the floor and walked to a door before grabbing her keys and unlocking the door

"Where the fuck were you?" A man said as soon as the door opened

"I went out after the show calm the fuck down" She scoffed

"You could have texted me or something. I'm shocked you didn't get raped. Dressing like that than going out and drinking. Your such a dumbass" He said loudly, why would he say something like that to her?

She looked at me

"Thanks, Um, I'll see you tomorrow," She said while nodding with tears in her eyes and shut the door

Before I walked away I heard through the door distantly

"Who the fuck was that," he asked, his voice muffled

I sighed before continuing to my house,

It wasn't her boyfriend who did that to her. It can't be, I don't know her. I can't be so upset that she has a boyfriend and a shitty one with that.

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I walked into the studio for rehearsal the next morning. I was an hour early, and a lot of old memories came back to when we first did blocking for Moulin Rouge. I smiled before walking into the studio. I saw Y/n already there stretching

"Hey," I said inspecting to see if she sobered up like she apparently will

"Hi," She said smiling

"Sobered up?" I asked

"I told you, I sober quick" She replied looking at the studio again

"This was the same studio we did blocking for Moulin Rouge," I told her looking at the familiar studio

"That's really cool, almost ten years ago I got casted in George Balanchine's Nutcracker. I played the sugar plum fairy. It was an amazing experience but I hit my first Fouette En Pointe which was in the show. I worked so hard for it,  and I did it, and it was awesome until I did the Fouette with the rest of the company. Someone fell over and knocked me over and I broke my ankle. I never got to perform. I feel like this studio is a bad omen to it. I was fine until we ran the number in this very room. I fell right there" She said pointing to a random spot on the floor, smiling sadly

"You do Ballet?" I asked, she never seemed the calm nature to do ballet

"I did ballet. After I broke my ankle I was suggested to not dance in Pointe anymore to lessen the damage. So, I stuck to Broadway since" She explained

"What shows have you been in?" I questioned as if I hadn't stalked her two days prior

"Only in (Production) North American tour, I played (Character). I auditioned a lot after that, and I got casted but my boyfriend didn't want me to do the shows" She explained sadly smiling

"Your boyfriend seems like a bitch" I said truthfully

She laughed,

"He's my boyfriend. Has been for three years, and I love him. I'm the issue, after that tour. I shouldn't have even tried for any shows it wasn't gonna work. I needed to get a good job while I could. But, I was determined" She said pausing at the 'I love him' part

I furrowed my eyebrows, she was the issue for trying? And landing roles, that he didn't let her do?

"But you got roles, that you turned down forcefully. and you got this role. He wanted you to do this one?" I asked

"I got the role out of luck. He didn't want me to do this show, but it's my last chance before I get 'too old for Broadway'. So, I'm doing it." She said smiling

"You're not even that old" I stated

"Please, I'm 36 most broadway people end their run way before that" She sighed

"I'm 39, so your not old believe me" I laughed

"You're not old. I'm going to be completely transparent here, when les Mis came out in 2012, I had the largest crush on Enjolras. And I literally had a picture of you hanging on my wall until I graduated from college" She said laughing. I laughed and my face flushed

"That's amazing, do you know that people come to see the show only because of me playing that role," I said laughing

"During auditions, people were only doing it for you, I don't even understand why like. No offense but like, your not as hot and charming as everyone thinks" She said laughing

"Well, thanks a lot." I replied rolling my eyes

"I'm sorry. I have to say that I have a boyfriend. Even if I didn't I would still say that but." She said laughing

"Oh my god, ready for rehearsals?" I asked while she nodded and smiled at me

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