Dotty Nolan is the daughter of director Christopher Nolan. The day before she and her father would be going to France to start the production of the film 'Dunkirk', she accidentally texts the wrong person after saving her friend's number in wrong. I...
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"So I read part of your book," Started Fionn, coming up behind Dotty and wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his chin on her shoulder as she waited in the lobby of the hotel for the boys so that they could go out for dinner. "I think it's great!"
"You really think so?" She leaned into his chest placing her hands on his and fiddling with his fingers.
"Of course I do, you have a real gift, love." He kissed her cheek, "and I can't wait to read the rest." Dotty spun around and wrapped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder.
The two were enjoying a lovely cuddle when ar,s wrapped around them both. Dotty, who was encased in the middle couldn't look up and see who it was but Fionn could and chuckled and the wide grin spread on Harry's face as he hugged the pair. "Group hug!" He exclaimed squeezing the two tighter and was later joined by Barry and Jack who joined the hug.
"Can't...breathe!" Dotty cried, her voice muffled and quiet. Fionn started to push the other three off as much as he could but the three only hugged even tighter.
"Lord, let the lil' man breathe!" Exclaimed Tom (H) exiting the lift with Cillian as they discussed Peaky Blinders. Jack and Barry let go and so did Harry and only then did Tom (H) and Cillian notice the blonde girl trapped between them all.
"I didn't even see you there, Stripey!" Said Cillian, patting her shoulder as she caught her breath.
"I'm not small! You need to get your eyes tested, mate." She laughed just as the others joined them.
"No, I think you just had some giants covering you, Dotty." Winked Tom (H).
"Hmm, that sounds about right."
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Dotty stayed up late writing, her hair up in a messy bun and her glasses slipping down her nose that she constantly had to push up between her fingers tapping wildly on her computer as the creative juices flowed out of her. She has a mug of hot chocolate sat beside her, a mug she brought from home along with hot chocolate sachets, the hotel thankfully putting kettles in the rooms.
She had introduced the character called Carlisle but instead of being pale and blonde she imagined him to look somewhat like Craig David, after all, he is the step-father of the protagonist - Erin - and can sing like angel. Carlisle has a large influence on the storyline as he tries to rustle in on Erin's business and her relationship with a character called Airan. Airan had just been introduced too, and of course, Dotty being the write after all and puts her own idyllic preferences into her own characters and it is probably no surprise that the furture boyfriend of Erin looks like Fionn just a bit. Okay, maybe not a bit.
Maybe he looks like Fionn A LOT!
What?
She can't help it, and especially can't help but admit that her boyfriend is one fine looking fella! Airan even has a mole on his jaw like Fionn, and that's Erin's favourite part about him over than his eyes. She also likes his voice too. In fact, Erin likes everything about him.
Just like Dotty likes everything about Fionn.
Bringing up the mug to her lips, Doty blew lightly before taking a sip as she held it with both hands. She held the hot mug in he hands which were covered by the cuffs of her sweater as she read the last paragraph she had written just as there was a knock at the door. She put the mug back on the desk and trudged to the door opening to find her mum.
"Hello, sweetheart, I wasn't sure if you'd be awake or not but I came to check anyway." Said, Emma, as she shut the door behind her.
Dotty returned to her seat by the desk and her mother sat on her bed facing her. "Is everything okay?" She asked her mum as she took another sip of her hot chocolate.
Emma nodded, "Your dad'll be up in a minute. We have something important to talk to you about and we thought we'd do it now so that you can sleep on it."
Dotty's heart started pounding faster, the way her mother was acting and what she was saying had started to scare her. Chris entered a few moments later using the other key card there was for the room and he beckoned his daughter to sit between him and his wife. "Now, Dotty we love you very much and no matter what you will always be our daughter, you know that right?"
Dotty nodded her head becoming increasingly more worried, "What's going on?" She asked them, her voice quiet.
"We received an email a few days ago and have been discussing it and whether we should tell since then, Dotty it was from the police." Said Chris holding her hand and squeezing it tightly.
"The police? I haven't done anything!"She whimpered, her lip trembling.
Emma shook her head, "No, no, no, sweetie, you haven't done anything wrong at all. Your birth parents have got in touch with them, Dotty, they're trying to find you."
Dotty stopped breathing, the air she had was stuck in her lungs as she stared at her mother with tears welling in her eyes. "They're going to take me away from you?" She asked a second later, her voice cracking.
"No, darling, not at all. They want to meet you and they will only do that with your permission. You don't have to, your parents know that. They said if you don't then they only want what is best for you. Just like we do." Emma told Dotty pulling her in for a hug and running her thumb across her cheeks to collect up her tears.
Dotty leaned into her mother, clutching her like she did as a little girl when she was upset. "But they left me by a bin. If they only want what is best for me, why leave me by a bin? You're my parents, and the only parents I need." She sobbed.
"We'll always be your parents, we've said that, Dorothy. But take some time and think about it. You're on drink duty again tomorrow, darling so you have plenty of time. Now, get some sleep." Chris kissed her head and picked the girl up from his wife's lap and laid her down on her bed. Her mother and father tucked her in and switched off the lamp, leaving the room and for Dotty to think about it.
Dotty laid there with tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't know what to do.
Nearly twenty years of not knowing the parents taht abandoned her, so why did they suddenly want her? How did they find her?
