Hearts of New York - A Sebastian Stan Fan Fiction

(4) Today's the Day

The day had arrived. Mother of God prayed Isabel. She sat upright in her hotel bed twisting her hands in the sheets. The cooler New York air had helped her sleep better than back home, but the nerves had caught on at 5am and all hope of sleep was abandoned. She began to think about the three men she was about to meet. What were they doing now? Sleeping probably. Had they heard of the Magazine before? Had they researched it? Did they know who they would be meeting in a few hours? Were they sick of press? What if this interview went horribly wrong and they hated her? or worse, thought she was boring?

All these thoughts and more plagued Isabel for hours, until finally at 7am she decided to roll herself out bed and beat Reagan to the shower. According to the schedule Amanda had emailed them the previous day, the interview was to take place at 10am. So Reagan was surprised when Isabel was ready by 8am.

"Dude what the hell?" She groaned as her eyes fluttered open to see her friend perched on the edge of her bed, laptop on full brightness scrolling through youtube videos of interviews with the Marvel cast.

"The interview is at 10am right? And we're like a two minute walk from the office and you're already ready?"

Isabel shot her a piercing glare.

"Alright, you do the interview then!"

Reagan stared back at her friend, a smile playing at her lips.

"Sorry Rea."

"It's cool, I just hope Sebastian likes his women bossy." She winked.

"what's this sudden fantasy you've got with me and Sebastian? I've never even talked about the guy!" Isabel exclaimed.

"Oh whatever! When The First Avenger came out I remember you had all these photos of Sebastian as Bucky Barnes on your phone and you wouldn't shut up about him."

Isabel's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and frustration. She had in fact done that a few years back. But this was different. She hadn't expected to be meeting the man anytime soon.

"Just shut up and get dressed." She ordered, flinging a pillow at Reagan's face to emphasise her point.

It had just gone 9am when the girls exited their hotel. Though the walk was short they couldn't risk arriving at the same time as the actors. A few more preparations were made at the office and before long it was 10 minutes before the boys were due to arrive, and to both Isabel and Reagan's surprise, a large black car pulled up on the street just that little bit earlier. Looks like the boys don't like being late either.