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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The next morning Dotty wasn't down for breakfast, no one could get hold of her and she wasn't in her hotel room because after getting no response from his knocking on her hotel room door, Fionn used the spare key and entered finding no Dotty.
The lads got to set and some were put into costume and makeup. Still, no Dotty to be seen.
Chris and Emma didn' seem too worried so they assumed they knew where she was and left it be. The moonstone crew, as they had dubbed themselves as, left to film a scene and Harry, Aneurin, Fionn and Tom (H) went to get some coffee from the refreshments tent as the day was rather cold.
Dotty sat curled up in her seat, her knees pulled tight against her chest and her head buried in them with her hair and hood hiding her from the world around her. Enough coffees were premade for at least twenty people and some tea too so the boys all picked one up, eyeing Dotty curiously. Aneurin went to say something but noticed the lead trailing to her phone signifying she had her earphones in. Instead, he lightly placed his hand on her shoulder and rubbed it slightly. "Dotty?" He asked tugging an earphone from her ear gently.
She looked up a little bit and the boys were met with red and puffy eyes.
"Dotty what's wrong?" Asked Tom (H) crouching in front of her.
Fionn put his coffee back on the table and joined Tom (H), putting his hands on her knees. "Hey, talk to us." He said softly, brushing her hair back and tucking it behind her ears. "Is it Anna?"
Dotty shook her head, "I'm fine, just tired."
"Dotty, the bullshit police are on their way. Come on, don't lie. We can see you're upset, even if you don't want to talk about it at least let us try and cheer you up, eh?" Chuckled Harry, "Now what's brown and sticky?"
Dotty shrugged and the other guys looked ready to drown themselves.
"A stick." Harry finished with a cheeky grin showing his dimples. Dotty giggle quietly which surprised the boys as the joke was nowhere near funny but somehow it cheered her up."Do you want another one?" Harry asked and she nodded.
"I've got one!" Said Aneurin, "What do you call a brunette with shitty jokes? Harry Styles."
"Bastard!" Harry cried, jumping up and chasing Aneurin
Dotty watched with a short smile on her face as Tom (H) sat down on the chair beside her and Fionn slithered his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. "Do you want to talk about it?" He whispered in her ear whilst his thumb rubbed her waist.
"Not at the moment." She replied leaning her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. "What scene are you doing today?"
Fionn sipped his coffee, "I'm not after lunch Tom is filming a spitfire scene but I'm not filming at all. Why?" He replied, still crouched down beside her.
