Spotlight (Yuri Plisetsky x Reader) ✔

37. Leaving

"Where are we going?"

I dragged Irina through the streets until we arrived outside where I wanted to be. As she saw it in front of us, she sighed.

"Why are we going here?" She looked uncomfortably at the children's hospital.

"Remember when me and Yuri visited here a few months back? Well, there was this girl, called Lydia. I just want to see her before I go."

After a few seconds, she nodded slowly.

"Okay. Of course."

I smiled, then we both walked in together.

Eugenia was at the reception, and looked up as the door squeaked.

Her mouth dropped as she saw me.

"[F/N]?!"

"Hello Eugenia. This is my friend Irina. I'm here because I'm leaving Russia tonight and I wanted to see how Lydia is doing."

Eugenia smiled. "That's so lovely, but Lydia isn't here anymore."

My face dropped as I assumed the worse. "Oh."

Eugenia chuckled to herself. "Oh, don't worry. She was given the all-clear just two weeks after your visit. She's back at home, healthy and happier than ever."

"That's absolutely wonderful news! Would you tell her I dropped by and I wish her all the best."

"Of course. You take care of yourself now." She seemed busy, and for the first time in a very long time, somebody didn't have time to pay all of their attentiom on me. There were more important things to do, like running the orphanage and taking care of the children.

Strangely, that felt good.

Before we left, I gave Eugenia a quick hug, then left an envelope on her desk.

"What's that?" Irina raised an eyebrow.

"Just a small donation. Nothing much."

We left and took a back street by the canal to Irina's house so that she could get changed from her uniform.

Nobody was home, so she took out her key and let me in.

"Your house is amazing!" I said. It was a big three-storey blue one by the canal, on the end of the street. The main door lead out onto the cobbled promenade parallel to the canal.

Irina snorted. "Nothing compared to where you've stayed at, I'll bet."

I didn't have time to answer, as a huge greyhound came running through the corridor towards us.

"This is Rufus," Irina stroked her dog lovingly. I beamed, stroking him too as he sniffed me.

"He's so cute! Urgh, I wish I had a dog! My family has one and I barely see him."

Irina ran upstairs to get changed as I sat in the living room playing with her dog. Then, I went upstairs to her bedroom. I knocked, then walked in.

Her bedroom was big, with a double bed in the middle, a huge wardrobe, a beanbag in the corner, a messy desk, and a huge bay window with a windowsill you could sit in.

"I love your room!" I started, but my eyes averted to a pile of magazines on her desk chair. The top one had me on the cover; the magazine interview I did all those weeks back."

As Irina filled her handbag, she turned around and saw me picking it up. "It's unreal, you know. I was a fan of you before, and now look at us! Never in all my life did I imagine that you'd be standing in my room."

I grinned. "Oh, stop."

She smiled back, then checked the time. "Alright, shall we go?"

"Yeah."

As we walked downstairs, somebody had just opened the door.

Irina's mother was standing in the corridor, with her little brother, stroking the dog, and taking off her coat. When she looked up, she smiled.

She asked me something in Russian, and I shook my head.

"Mama, this is my friend [F/N] [L/N]. She can't speak Russian," Irina told her mum.

"Oh. Sorry."

"No, no, it's fine."

Irina said something to her brother, while her mother continued to look at me, trying to work out if she'd seen me before somewhere. 

Irina then explained to her mother that we were going out for lunch, then leaving them just as her brother yelled; "It's the girl from the magazine!"

We spent the next few hours talking at the back of the diner, laughing and doing what any normal girl would do.

"So, like, you were how old getting your first pay check?"

"Ten."

"And you have three cars?"

"Kinda, yeah."

She leaned forward against the table. "Wow, celebrities. Do you have a house?"

"Not really, no. I can't decide where to get one. But I might have to get one in New York now that I'm in Broadway."

"Speaking of, I'm so gonna have to go and see it! You, Cinderella! For a whole year!"

"If you're ever in New York, I'll get  you tickets." I winked.

"Wow, this is amazing. I'm out having lunch with my friend, Julia from Values! I love that show by the way. Please tell me there's gonna be season six!"

"We're filming again in January, I think."

"Ah! Yes! Have you seen the script yet? I mean, it's september after all."

"I should be seeing the director next week actually."

"Wow, you never stop working. I admire that."

I bit my lip. "Yeah, I guess I don't."

"So," Irina suddenly dropoed her voice. "What did you talk to Yuri about before?"

I sighed. "I just said goodbye, and good luck with everything. It was a bit rushed. But he looked busy."

She nodded. "Yeah, he's been training really hard lately. Been smiling alot too. Ever since the interview you did and the court case. Alec was a total dickhead, and he came out better than ever. Got a restraining order, send Alec and some of his followers to jail. It all worked out well for him."

I smiled, albeit a little sadly. "That's good. If only it had been like that at the beginning." My voice was small. Had Alec not been a part of his life seven months ago, things could have been very different for the two of us.

* * *

"Alright, this is it," I saw Will waiting for me up by the first class barrier.

Irina threw her arms around me. "I'll never forget this summer."

Then, before we could say much more, a crowd started forming around me, with people getting their phones out and photographers appearing.

"Skype me?" I yelled as Irina started disappearing behind people.

"Of course! Goodbye [F/N]!"

I could just about make her out behind everyone. She waved frantically, then stood back to watch me leave.

I ran upstairs and joined Will. He smiled at me. I caught one last sight of Irina, and we waved and blew air kisses at eachother.

Will patted my shoulder. "Let's go home."