I put my hand around Nikki's waist and my other hand reaches up and knocks on the door in front of us. Nikki holds the cake in her hands and slightly leans into me.
The door swings open, revealing Claire who was smiling. Smells of chicken waft our of the house and makes me immediately hungry.
"Nikki! Harry!" she says, then notices the cake, "Oh gosh, you guys didn't need to bring this!" she tells us but takes the cake anyways.
"Hey Claire" says Nikki, "We thought it'd be a good dessert for all of us."
She gives Nikki and hug then gives me a hug, "Come on in!"
"Hey Claire" I say when she hugs me too.
She steps to the side and we walk into her little house. It was very weird to live in such a large house, and everyone you know is famous and have large houses too and then to come to someone's house who isn't famous and they have a small, one story house.
Not saying it was run down or anything, it was very nice and looked bigger inside than it does from the outside.
"Robbie is in the living room probably watching football" she says, which made me excited, I enjoy watching and playing football. "I'm going to put this cake in the fridge and I'll meet you in there."
I gently push on Nikki's lower back, leading her to the living room. As we walk in, I look at the tv to see who's playing but she meant American football. I feel let down but I shrug it off, it doesn't really matter.
"Hey Robbie" I say and he turns around to look at us. He grins standing up and coming towards us.
"Harry and Nikki, cutest couple of the year! How the hell are you?" he says and gives Nikki a hug.
"We are doing good, thanks for inviting us over" Nikki says when they hug.
"Well someone here is a new movie star!" he says looking at me and smiling, "Congratulations, man."
He holds out his hand to me and I shake it before he pulls my shoulder into his and pats my back before quickly pulling away. I would've been fine with a normal hug.
I chuckle and nod at him, "Thank you but I hardly think I'll be a movie star. Just a person in the background" I say.
"I'm going to go see if Claire needs some help" says Nikki, rubbing my arm a bit before turning around and walking to the kitchen.
"Well do you have any lines?" he asks me, continuing our conversation.
I nod, "Not sure how many but I know for sure I say a few things" I tell him.
He nods, "Movie Star" he says and picks up a beer he had been drinking off the table and shows it to me, "Want one?"
I shrug, "Sure" I say and he nods.
"Sit down and watch the game, I'll get you something" he says, pointing to the sofa and then he walks out of the room.
I sit down on the couch and stare at the tv screen. I don't know what is happening at all right now, but I pretend to know to myself.
Robbie comes back quickly and hands me a cold beer. "Got an opener?" I ask and he looks at me chuckling.
He shakes his head but takes it from me and pops off the top with his bare hands before handing it back to me.
I chuckle and shake my head, "Impressive" I say, taking a swig.
"It's a cool party trick" he says, sitting on the sofa opposite from me. "Who are you routing to win?" he asks, watching the tv.
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From The Dining Table [H.S]
FanfictionWe haven't spoke since you went away. Comfortable silence is so overrated. Why won't you ever say what you want to say? Even my phone misses your call by the way. Maybe one day you'll call me and tell me you're sorry too. But you never do.