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The bright sun shine flows through a single pushed back curtain and blinds you in your sleep. You wake with a sudden jolt because of the instantaneous source of light. Groggily you sit yourself up on one elbow and see an over-joyed Eddie standing by your large glass window, one of the curtains pulled back in his hand. You groan and throw a small pillow at him, fortunately for him, he dodges it.
"How did you even get in my hotel room?" you mumble as you throw your face into your pillow, annoyed that Eddie decided to wake you up so early in the morning. Or at least you thought it was early. You swish your head up to check the time on the digital bed side clock and are appalled at how late you've slept in, especially on premiere day.
You quickly fumble out of bed, amusing Eddie, and run over to the chair next to the bathroom door to retrieve the white bathrobe that the hotel has provided for you. You throw it over your shoulders to cover your bare legs that were only covered by loose pyjama shorts and then run over to Eddie who was laughing loudly to himself. You go behind him and push him out of your room aggressively, he staggers forward and runs out the door himself. Before you slam the door on him he turns to face you, a sly grin on his chiseled face.
For the next hour you get ready for the premiere, beating your timed record by a whole hour. You throw on a ridiculous amount of makeup, you do your hair in loose curls, and you carefully put on your gorgeous ballgown. It was a baby pink but it had lots of tooling, making you channel your inner princess. The dress reached up to your neck, leaving your arms bare, it was truly gorgeous.
The next thing you know, your assistant is hauling you down the elevator and into a small limousine parked at the front doors of hotel. You sit across from Eddie who had definitely cleaned up since the last time you saw him. He had on an incredibly classy, navy blue suit that made his small physique look even smaller. Beside him sat Anne Hathaway, looking as gorgeous as ever in a beautiful cream coloured dress.
You watch Samantha Barks elegantly walk her way over to the limo, dressed in a posh green cocktail dress that hugged the curves on her body perfectly. She carefully seats herself next to you, giving you a friendly smile.
"Hello Y/N," smirks Eddie, tilting his chin towards you. You slowly move your head to face him. "Looks like you got ready in time." He sneers at you, adjusting his wrist watch. "I saved your life didn't I?"
Anne looks over towards you, a confused look on her face. "What happened?" she asks sympathetically.
Before you even began to speak, Eddie quickly cuts you off, "Her alarm didn't go off, and me being a compassionate, considerate friend, decided it would be best to check on her. And to my surprise, the poor thing was fast asleep." he says with a tinge of sarcasm in his voice. He smiles at you jokingly.
Samantha tries to hold in her laugh but ends up releasing a few snorts from her mouth. You feel your ears begin to turn hot and look down, slightly flustered.
Eddie giggles, only causing you to dig one of your 5 inch heels into his black, and probably very expensive, dress shoes. He squeals with pain and gives you a look that says 'someones a little feisty this morning!' followed by a exaggerated eye role from you.
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The limo pulled up to a large venue surrounded by hundreds of screaming fans that had been held back by barricades. Outside the venue had been set with a large red carpet that seemed to have gone on for a couple of miles. The red carpet was illuminated with extremely bright lights that shone from above. It was also decorated with Les Miserables movie posters, a few of which had a dramatic portrait shot of you printed on the front. The entire venue had seemed to be alive even before the stars of the movie arrived.
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