Cambridge {Eddie Redmayne}

Chapter 1|Burberry

I frantically rushed into the photo shoot. Paparazzi was the hardest. When I finally got inside I collected myself and made my way to the dressing room.

"Ah! Alice," The photographer greeted me. "Here." She handed me a beige trench coat, shorts, a cami, and black heels. I got dressed and the stylist brushed out my long brown hair and put a bit of makeup on. I walked out and the photographer was talking to a man. "She'll be out shortly," I heard him say.

"I'm here," I chirped. I was pretty happy that I wasn't late. I turned the corner to meet the most handsome man I have seen in my life. 'Eddie Redmayne' I thought.

"Oh god, you're black widow," his eyes widened. "Oh, I'm Eddie."He waved softly.

"Alice," I smiled sweetly. "Your movies are amazing."

He smiled, "Thank you, you're black widow." He blushed. "You were on vouge last month right?"

"Yeah," it was actually very frustrating," I smiled. "They were extremely demanding." He laughed sweetly in response. They put us in our places.

"Lay down," he told me. "Put one leg up." I did as told. "Eddie, yes, right there." He smiled. "Now hold his collar." I held into his collar. "Good." He started taking photos and we shifted every couple of shots. We did a couple different poses. "You're free to go," he smiled at us. "You did wonderful." I went back and got changed into dark blue jeans and a maroon crop top with black heels. I walked out and almost slammed into Eddie.

"Sorry! Sorry," he looked at me. I looked into his eyes. He had bright blue eyes with hazel and green scattered throughout them. "Do you wanna come over?" He asked. He turned red when he realized what he said. "Or! Or not, you know, you don't have to." He stammered.

I chuckled softly, "That would be nice." He raised his head. "Just give me your address." He wrote it down quickly and we walked out together. The paps were asking about our relationship and all that shit. I just smiled ahead. It took a decent amount of time to get to Eddie's house. I sighed and followed him in. "Nice house," I complimented. My house was about the same size but it was pure white.

"Thanks," he led me in and I took my heels off. I was 5'7" and even with heels I wasn't as tall as him. He sat on his couch and motioned me next to him. "So, what do you wanna do?" He looked at me hopefully.

"I dunno," I thought of something. "Let's get to know each other better." I turned to face him and he smiled.

"Okay," he ran his hands through his hair. I quickly went on Burberry and ordered the beige trench coat with the plaid lining. "Are you ordering the coat you just modeled in?" He laughed at me.

"Yes," I shrugged. "What's your size?"

"Medium," he looked at me. "Why?"

"Your coat's coming in tomorrow," I turned off my phone. "Ok, so 20 questions? And maybe more?" He laughed at that.

"Alright," he said. "Full name."

"That's a statement, but Alice Belle Pontmeir," I looked at him. "My dad's French. My mum's English." He nodded. "What's your full name?"

"Oh lord," he sighed. "Must I?" I smirked and nodded. "Edward John David Redmayne." He turned beetroot and looked up at me.

"It's not that bad," I smiled. "Just don't get me mad."

"Favourite colour?" He looked up at me.

"I love maroon," I answered. "Yours?"

"International Klein blue," he told me.

"I have an evening dress in that color," I cocked my head to the side. "Never wore it. Taylor gifted it to me." We went on like this for about three hours. He's colour blind! He dresses so well though. We ended up watching the Harry potter movies. We finished all of them and I checked the time. 1:00 a.m. I yawned.