Alan Rickman love story

Party

Olivia's POV

It was now Wednesday and Alan insisted on me going to one of his screening of the new movie 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix'

I tried to refuse but he insisted. Right now I'm trying to fix my hair because the 'party' is in an hour.

I'm wearing a purple gown that I bought and silver 2 inch heels. I made my auburn hair into ringlets. I put my shades on.

I took my phone with me and headed upstairs. I took a black trench coat and opened the front door. I saw that Alan was already here. I went to the back seat and buckled myself.

"You look stunning Olivia." I heard Alan said. I looked at him and saw that he looks handsome!

"O-oh, thank you. You look handsome." I said blushing. He chuckled and kissed me which I kissed back. "I love you." He said lovingly. "I love you more." I said smiling up at him. I rested my head at his shoulders while his hands are holding my waist.

The car soon stopped. The driver opened the door and a flash of camera blinded me and there was a red carpet.

I became nervous, Alan put a reassuring hand at my shoulder and he went out first.

I walked out next and we stared walking down the red carpet. I feel so small like a ant at the middle of a buffalo heard.

After the flashing and carpets we are now inside the theatre, there I saw Daniel, Emma Thompson and other more staff at the Harry Potter.

They are all celebrities and I feel like I wanna disappear. I looped my arm with Alan and we walked towards the crowd.

For me everything was awkward, talking, stuttering, my brain was practically frozen from nervousness!!

I went to Daniel and sigh in relief. "Daniel! I don't like it here!" I whispered shouted. He looked at me and smirked. Now, I wanna strangle this guy!

"Anyway, I wanna tell you something!!" I said excitedly. "Me and Alan are together now!" I squealed quietly.

His eyes widen and his mouth formed into a huge grin. "Really? Oh, I'm so happy for you Olivia!!" He shouted and hugged me. We pulled apart, he then became serious. "What about them?" He asked.

"I don't plan on telling the media. We already talked about it but I didn't tell him about my past. Only my eyes." I mumbled the last part but apparently he still heard it.

"Ok, good. Let's go, the movie is starting!" He said excitedly. He dragged me by my arm and I saw Alan looking around. I clutched his arms dragging him with me.

He looked down at me and smiled. "Olivia, where were you?" He asked worried. "I was just with Dan! Then he started dragging me so I decided to drag you with me to my doom." I said dramatically. He chuckled in amusement and I laugh.

I sat down between Alan and Daniel. The movie started and I'm impressed that they are making this many movies.

The movie soon came to an end and we headed out and went to the buffet table and everyone started eating.

I looked at Alan and said "I just need to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back." I told him and quickly kissed his cheeks.

I quickly slipped into the bathroom and did my business. I washed my hands and dried them. I looked at the clock hanging at the wall and saw that it was 7:03.

I opened the door and slipped out. I dusted off my dress and looked up. I stared at Alan. He was . . . .Kissing another girl!!!

I felt my heart shattered into tiny pieces. Tears streamed down my face. Alan pushed the girl off of him and he looked at me with wide eyes.

"O-Olivia. . " He said but I ran away from him not wanting to listen to the man who broke my heart.

I ran outside and waved to a taxi. It parked in front of me and I went to the backseat and closed the door. "Where to ma'am?" The taxi driver asked politely.

"To 316 Parkingston Dr. Please" I said. The driver nod, I looked out of the window and saw Alan trying to catch up with the taxi but he can't.

He soon stopped and fell down on his knees. Before he was out of sight I saw a tear fall down his beautiful face.

I looked away and silently cried.

'How could he!?! After two days he already don't want me. Im just a trash. A garbage. A slut. Whore. I'm just a nobody. Nothing. I'm not good enough for him.' I taught sadly. 'But, I'm still gonna forgive him like I always do when my parents beat me up. I forgive him.'

I paid the driver and opened the door at the house. I went to my 'room' and changed into a red pj and black baggy shirt. I washed my face and laid down on my 'bed'.

"Tomorrow, I need to clean the whole house and shop for my parents. I'm gonna be busy." I muttered reminding myself.

I replayed what happened. I cried myself to sleep.