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Interviews | E.O

E.O
Age: 16
TW - anxiety 

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Y/n is starring in a movie with Elizabeth Olsen and goes to her first premier

I twist the ring on my finger around and around nervously. Everyone else is distracted with other people as one particular nosy paparazzo is harassing me with a constant stream of questions.

I glance around for other people as he keeps talking, but the only person I can see is Elizabeth Olsen, and she's busy with some lady who seems to be complimenting her suit. 

"Y/n this movies been a while in the making, have you gotten to know any other cast members?". I'm forced to recenter as he shoves a microphone under my nose. 

"Um yeah definitely, I've made some great friends through this movie, everyone on set was so ni-"

"What about Elizabeth Olsen, did you have much screen time with her?", he cuts me off with another question. 

"Well I play her daughter in this movie so yeah I've gotten to know Lizzie really well, she's so sweet". 

"Aw thank you", a voice in my ear causes me to jump and I turn to see Elizabeth smiling at me. She rubs my arm gently before moving a meter or so away to another person. 

This guy keeps asking me questions that slowly get more and more personal. 
"You play a really fit character in this movie Y/n, what was it like getting into shape for the role?".

"Oh-uh, I mean it was, um", I trailed off, unsure of how to respond to that. I started to slowly shift away but he grabbed my arm, unhappy with my response. 

"Did you have to go on a diet? What was your exercise routine?". The microphone was shoved in my face again. 

"Uhh"
"I'm sorry?", a sharp voice spoke over my shoulder and Lizzie's arm wrapped protectively around my shoulders. 

The guy stammered, clearly unsure of himself now. "The role she plays is very, uhm, fit, and-".

"Y/n got the part because our director felt she was perfect for the role, she was required to do nothing extra for it, and frankly I shouldn't think that the workout routine of a 16 year old girl is any of your concern.".

With that she pulled the guys hand off my wrist and guided me away from the man and to the stream of other actors who were filing in the building, where more interviews were taking place before the premier. 

"Are you okay darling?", she asked, keeping her arm around me. 
"Yeah, thank you so much", I rested my head on her shoulder, breathing out a sigh of relief. "This is more stress-inducing than I thought". 

Lizzie rubbed my arm comfortingly. "Yeah it can be pretty overwhelming. You can stay with me the rest of the night if you want?"
"Thank you", I looked up and smiled at her, grateful to have her there. 

A few questions later, I stayed glued to her side and she kept her arm around me, holding tighter when the same nosy paparazzo passed by again, hoping to ask more questions. 

After we shook him off, she led me inside. We had a big interview with most of the cast in a few minutes, we went over to where most of them were getting ready. Lizzie had to let go of me as we were directed to our seats, but much to my delight we were sat right next to each other. 

She smiled at me comfortingly as I sat down.

The interviewer was a nice lady, mid 20's I would say. Everything went fine until about 10 minutes in. I spotted a face standing behind the cameras, eagerly setting up his own camera. 

It was the guy from outside. 

Suddenly the lights started to feel too bright, and the dress I was wearing felt like it was shrinking, suffocating me. I shift uncomfortably and fiddled with one of the rings I was wearing. 

Suddenly I noticed everyone looking at me and realized I had been asked a question. 

"Sorry, what was that?", I asked, trying to hide how quickly my heart was beating. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Lizzie looking at me concerned. 

"I was just wondering how it felt to be filming in your first big movie". 

"Well it was...", words seemed to leave me as I caught the eye of the guy who had asked me about getting fit. He looked ready to butt in with his own questions and he was making a gesture for me to smile. Lizzie looked over to where I was looking and her expression changed. 

She reached over and took my hand in hers, her thumb stroking the back of my hand. 

"Sorry to interrupt", she started. "Could we take a small break?". 

The interviewer happily smiled at us. "Yeah of course, tale your time". Everyone broke off in their own directions for a bit, and I saw Lizzie pointing out the guy to a security man standing to the side. 

I watched as he was escorted outside the building and Lizzie came around crouched in front of me so she was at my sitting level. 

"Are you okay, love?", she asked, moving her hand to my cheek. 

I nodded quietly. 

"I'm so sorry I don't know how he got in without clearance".

"No, its okay its not your fault. Its stupid really he didn't even do anything"

"No my love it's not okay, he's disgusting. People like him have zero respect for our privacy. I'm sorry you have to deal with that on your first premiere". 

I was about to protest again; this wasn't on her. But before I could, she pulled me up and wrapped her arms around me into a standing hug. I'm not sure how long we were standing there but I buried my face into her jacket, clinging to her tight. For a moment I had forgotten everything that was on my mind, like some miracle. 

When we finally pulled apart Lizzie kept a tight hold on my hand and scooted our chairs closer. In no time the interview had started again, and every now and then I'd feel a sympathetic squeeze from her and I couldn't stop smiling. 

A/N: so i started a oneshot book...