An ambitious skilled journalist who was once a ballerina meets a heartbroken famous artist who lost motivation after his fiance called off their wedding. As she writes a special feature about him, she gets to know more about the artist. But she soon...
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Steve Rogers and model Sharon Carter shook us all a few months back as they announced their split via her Instagram. I too was surprised by the end of a relationship all women deemed as a relationship goal that would last for eternity (in their case eternity turns out to be equivalent to 1 year). Although the whole interview and everything that happened between Steve and I are impromptu, I have mentally listed dozens of questions to ask him, some of which ended up unasked. Scratch that, most of which ended up unasked.
"How does your break up influence your works?"
Was the first thought I came up with when I first met him in a cafe not far away from Stark Magazines HQ. Steve and I might have been making the rumor wheel working overdrive when we showed up at Wanda Maximoff's- Steve's adopted sister (he hates calling her that)- engagement party to Visz.The infotainment shows and gossip magazines described me as the 'mystery redhead' or 'Steve's alleged new girl'; 'we were all loved up and hugging in a romantic manner during the party' they reported. Did we?
When I first started this interview, I wanted to get a glimpse into the life of Steve Rogers post the phenomenal break up. I expected getting in depth explanations of his newest artworks but, during the days since my first interview with Steve, I'd cry myself over and over, made him my personal driver and personal chef, spent my birthday picnicking on a far off hills and brunch on a rooftop, complete with a greenhouse surprise and loads of signature Steve Rogers sketches of me.
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The first time we met was no where near formal or even casual, I was a stranger to him. I assume from the way he looks at me the first time and how he named my contact 'DO NOT TRUST THIS WOMAN' he most likely assume that I was a freak or even worse, a stalker. Even then he still manage to keep up to his gentleman persona, not skipping his formalities of saying 'thank you's and speaking politely.
I made a deal with him, one interview with me and I'll take him through a 'super secret passageway' to get out from the cafe without the paps outside noticing. That day was probably my lucky day that I would thank my stars for. That was the day this emotional roller coaster started.
As I called him the next day to schedule our interviews, he tried to dodge. I don't know whether it was him being kind or luck giving me chances, because finally he agreed. I could've drive my own car to his place, but I had this sudden urge to ask him to pick me up, as if we've been friends for so long.
"You do know I'm not your driver, right?" he said. I've got to admit, Steve Rogers does drive smoothly, he'd excel his job as a driver.
