I Can't Let You Go

Days

Emilia and Kit worked all week long. They can only talk in phone... but that was also hard to manage. Em filming schedule was chaotic, sometimes reached for the night. Kit started the rehearsals in early mornings until late night. That week was really rough for them. Em saw journalists many times in her street with photographers. They really wanted to have something about them. She asked her PR agent to do something because that was too much. Kit see the same thing around his home. "Seriously? Isn't is boring? Go home!" He yelled with them and entered to his flat. It passed midnight. He went to his bedroom and laid down on his bed. He started to write a message. "R U Up?" He hesitated for some minutes then pushed the send button. He put his phone down, and in that minute he got an answer. He turned on the bed and immediately checked it. "Miss your voice" Emilia wrote to him. He smiled when he saw her answer. God girl, you have no idea how I miss you. He thought and immediately called her in a videocall. She declined. Kit did not understand but a second later his phone rang.

"Videocall would be funnier" he picked up the phone. "No way Harington. I look horrible and tired." She answered. "Em... really? I think I already saw you in your worst mood." He laughed. "I am in bed." She said. "And? I saw you many times in your bed. Or you are not alone. You picked up a man in the street and you wanna hide him." Kit tried to joke. "You are not funny Kitten." She said in a soft voice. "Em please. I just... I wanna see you. At least in my phone screen." He almost begged for her. He missed her so much. After the days what they spent together his life was just empty without Emilia. "Just give me a minute and I call you back." Em said finally and put down the phone. She knew Kit already saw her worst look but she ran to the bathroom and checked herself. Brushed her hair quickly and washed her face.

She held the phone in her hand and she was lying on stomach. She pushed the call button. "Are you happy?" She asked Kitten when saw him on the phone screen. "Much better. You look tired." He answered. "I've told ya. And I have to get up so early again. But at least tomorrow we'll may finish filming on time." Em said. "And you? Your hair is horrible." Em laughed. "I did not had time to go to the barber. That bad?" He run his fingers through his hair. He did not wore any shirts. Em eyes stucked on his chest. "No. Just longer and disheveled. But looks good on you." She giggled. "I've missed your laugh." Kit said softly. "I know but... we chose the right way. The papz and the media are still around my house." Em sighed and put the phone to the pillow next to her. "They are here too. I am fucking enough of them." He answered and staring the screen. He wanted to hug her. Close. He wanted to do many things with her... but at least hold her close. He hated it. All the situation.

"Will you come to the premier tomorrow?" Kit asked her with hope in his voice. "I don't know Kitten. I ... maybe it is... not a good idea." She answered. "Em. Maisie and Richard will be there too. It ... is not just you. So I don't think it will cause problems." He answered. "You got the ticket right?"

"Yes. I got it. I just... I don't know." She said and pulled the blanket more on herself. "Wish I would be there to cover you up. You always uncover yourself at nights." He smiled. "We better go to sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow. Especially you. Premier night. I... I am so proud of you. The articles said this is the best play in this season." She continued. "This is why I want you to be there." He answered to her. She remained in silence. She wanted to go. She just... don't wanna meet the papz and the media. "Good night Kitten." She just said to him. "I count on you little girl" he answered and pushed the red button on the screen.

Kit turned to his back. He smiled. A memory came to his mind. A sweet and hot one. What else. He had many wild and passionate nights with that girl. The best nights of his life.

2013 - Comic Con Night

"No. I think I go to sleep." He told to Rose in the hotel hall. "But... I thought we may go somewhere together. We... had so much fun today." She answered. "Maybe next time. Have fun with Portia. We'll meet in the morning okay?" He walked to the elevator. He liked Rose. She was a sweet and kind girl but... not the one who he wanted. It was obvious she have hots on him. She always followed him and tried to please him. He smirked when he thought back what eyes she gave to Emilia when she was on the spotlight. His phone rang. Video call from Clarke. "So which party did you chose?" She asked him. "Non. My room. I had enough parties yesterday." He answered. "Really? Now you surprised me." She raised her eyebrow. The elevator door opened and Kit stepped out. "Where are you?" He asked. "In my room. Ready to party. I am just waiting for my partner." She giggled. "Partner? Who is that unlucky man?" He laughed and opened his room door.