𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐡 "𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞" 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐧

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disclaimer: for the purpose of this story, hugh jackman was not married at the time this "took place," ok enjoy!

2009

"mitra, dressing room 5 for touch ups!"

"does anybody know where the large mic is?"

"where's mr jackman?"

"he's 2 minutes away."

"but we go on in 10! that's not enough time- he should be here on time."

"don't blame me, i'm not the driver."

chaos broke lose through the studio as stage mangers and directors ran left and right, racing through the backstage halls.

meanwhile, i'm waiting around on the person i'm supposed to interview. how are you late to an interview? nevermind. i'm just glad it's 1 on 1 today and not a live studio audience.

"well don't you look nice!" me and my best friend, iris are lucky enough to work together. she's the women behind the camera and i'm the women infront of the camera. being infront of a camera has always been my thing, while iris' has been to be more behind the scenes.

"well thank you m'lady." i joke as i tug on the hem of my black sleeveless vest, then rub the sweat off hands onto my white shirt. "i'm honestly a bit nervous."

"i mean if i were interviewing hugh jackman too-"

"we're not talking about this again." iris happen to be extremely smitten with hugh jackman ever since the first x-men movie came out, she fainted when we found out i'd be giving him an interview on his new film, x-men origins: wolverine.

"he's so....oh my goodness...." i turn my head to see where iris was staring at.

walking down the hallway was hugh fucking jackman. i will admit, he's much handsomer in person. he was wearing a black polo shirt, dark denim jeans and navy blue converse. the shirt hugged his muscles perfectly showing them off perfectly. i was gagged.

"hi,...i am terribly sorry i'm late, there was bad car trouble, then there was trafffic-" he grabs my hand giving it a gentle peck, such a gentlemen.

"oh trust me, it's ok." i look up
at him, his thick australian accent distracted me from the realization that my eyes went wide.

"if there something on my face, if there is i'm terribly embarrassed." he lets out a little chuckle, wiping around his lips.

wait he's kinda...

"oh no no no. your just extremely tall..." i'm speechless i said that to his face, but compared to my 5'2 self his is a giant. "taller than i expected."

"and you are a lot shorter than i expected, ms. lexington." he nods his head up and down, going along with the joke.

"you looked me up?"