I silently slipped into the hotel suite, closing the door behind me, a smirk spreading across my face as I stared at the man already waiting in the room.
"I thought you wouldn't come." Matt grinned, looking over my body as he stood up and embraced me in a hug. My God could the man work a three-piece suit. "Of course I would come! I just had to make myself look fabulous for the premiere tonight."
"You always look fabulous."
"Now that's just cheesey, Mr Lewis." I said standing on my tip-toes to meet his lips, despite the fact that I was already wearing heels. Damn giant.
The animalistic lust was taking over my body as Matt pulled my head closer to his, deepening the kiss. My hands ran up and down his body and through his hair as he grabbed my hips and threw me onto the bed, placing kisses up and down my neck. I could feel Matthew's big, strong hands roaming their way up underneath my dress and his lips brushing against my navel, the light stubble on his face giving me a tickling sensation.
I shook my head and rolled away from him, "Not here... not now." I closed my eyes and steadied my breathing, then set about smoothing my short black, satin dress over my body and rearranging my curls in the mirror on the hotel wall. I pulled my lipgloss out of my sequined clutch bag and started to reapply my makeup.
"Mmm, but you look so good-" Matt pouted, as I eyed him via his reflection in the mirror. My lips were craving his touch, the feel and taste of his lips on mine... the adrenaline was pumping through my veins again.
"...Please?"
"Matt, we can't. The premiere-"
"But baby-" He moaned softly, capturing my lips in his. He may be famous for acting as a wizard but boy were those lips magic. I allowed myself to be carried away in the moment (and back to the bed again) as waves of passion drove through my body.
I grabbed the metal headboard behind the bed; the diamond ring on my left hand banged against the frame, momentarily breaking the mood.
"Matthew... seriously." I sighed, pulling away from him. "We can't. Stop, please." I pleaded, as the corridor outside the suite began to fill with people. "We can't do this anymore-"
I was cut off by the sound of various members of the Harry Potter cast filling the corridor outside Matt's suite, an air of nervous excitement about them.
"Leave him. You don't love him-"
"Don't you dare say that!" I half shouted, half whispered, so that the others would not hear us.
"Then why are you here?"
I had no reply. The situation was so cliche it disgusted me. Girl meets boy, girl falls in love with boy, girl meets boys friend and the cycle repeats. Right under his nose. "Matt, stop making me out to be the bad one. It was you who started this all! He is YOUR friend too!" I growled, taking one last look in the mirror. "It would kill him... and even if I did, I would never tell him before the biggest night of his life. I'm sorry."
"Please don't end it like this... Please..."
I could feel the tears building up, and my heart was almost visible beneath my chest it was pumping so hard; "We have a premiere to attend Mr Lewis. London is waiting." I stated, quietly opening the door and slipping out unnoticed amongst the hubub of the rest of the hotel to find my fiance.
