𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 | 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐞

6| Real Life

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Real Life ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Aria looked out the plane window as it landed into Heathrow airport in London. The American actress and model downed the remaining water in her glass that she had been served on the private jet from New York, and awaited for the crew to announce that she could vacate the plane.

"Miss Hudson, there's a car waiting outside for you. I'll escort you to it." A woman with a black blouse, a black skirt and her hair pulled back into a tight bun spoke and gestured for the young star to follow her off the plane.

They firstly went to collect her luggage and then headed out, her Louis Vuitton bag was swung over her shoulder while she dragged her suitcase behind her. From the sleep deprivation she was experiencing, she pulled her shades from the place on her head and placed them over her eyes before she immersed from the airport security and straight into the paparazzi.

"ARIA! ARIA!" People screamed and waved, desperate to get the actress' attention. Aria smiled softly and waved with her free hand as her pace increased when her bodyguards cleared a space for her to walk through. Aria watched as the driver opened the boot of the cab and placed her suitcase into it, one of her bodyguards opening the back door for her as she hopped in gracefully and watched them close the door. She sighed to herself and played with her thumbs. This had been the very first time the model had ever flown into a city with that much security, high quality flight service and an increased number of paparazzi waiting for her at the other end. She felt excited, but also nervous as she felt as if she couldn't escape the public eye. Hey, that's what you expect when you choose that kind of career.

The driver hopped in and turned around. "Hello, Miss Hudson. I'm going to be your driver for the time that you're in London. I assume this if your first time in this city?" The man asked with a strong English accent and smiled sheepishly. Aria smiled at the politeness and nodded her head. "It is, indeed. Uhh, if you're going to be my driver, what's your name?" She pondered while she whipped her bag from her shoulders and placed it on her lap. While she awaited an answer from the English man, she searched into her makeup bag and brought out her brush that she normally used to apply concealer, wandering around again to find some powder. "My name is Charles, Miss." Charles replied and watched the young actress wander around in her bag, her eyes widening when she found what she had been looking for.

Aria opened the powder and dragged her brush around the compound before she tapped the brush on the side of the palette as she spoke. "Well, Charles. If I'm going to call you by your first name, please, call me Aria." The young beauty announced while she rubbed the brush around her face, her words blunt as she concentrated but she meant every single word. Charles nodded and turned around before he drove towards the apartment that Aria had rented.

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"To the left, please!" The director instructed as Aria posed for the camera. She situated herself on the chez lounge and pouted a little. "That's absolutely perfect, Aria!" Another voice boomed and she stayed where she was as people took pictures from different angles.

"CUT! That's a wrap. Thank you, everybody!" The manager barked and smiled politely at Aria as she stood up from her place on set. "Welcome to London, Miss Hudson." Mark Weston announced and shook her hand firmly. "Thank you, pleasure to be here." Aria replied and nodded, walking down the corridor to where her handbag was. She flung it over her shoulder and headed out, phone in her other hand.

"Lindy!" The young star shouted when she saw her manager walk ahead of her. Lindy Johnston turned around and looked at the girl she had managed since she was sixteen.

"Aria, my darling. How did it go? I was just about to grab some coffee, would you like to join me and chat about how it went?" Lindy asked politely and motioned towards the cafe. Aria glanced at her phone screen quickly to check the time.

20:08.

"That would be lovely, Lindy." Aria smiled and followed her manager and dearest trustee into the cafe department that they somehow managed to find in the maze - like building. They sat at a table positioned by the window that overlooked the city rush of London, and dropped their bags to the side of them.

Aria picked up a menu and went straight past the food section to drinks. She had had a salad on the plane, but not anything to drink. Within seconds, a waiter came over with a notepad in his hands, his eyes widening in recognition at who was before him.

"What can I get you, ladies?" He asked politely and pondered in his mind when the right time to tell Aria how much of a fan he was. "I'll have the black coffee with a fruit scone please, hun." Lindy ordered and closed the menu with a clap, looking across at Aria as she began to order. "I'll have a green tea and a glass of water, please." Aria stated with sincerity in her voice and placed the menu in the waiter's extended hand once he had taken their orders. "Coming right up! Also, sorry to disturb you, but, Aria, I'm such a massive fan of your work! Would I be able to have a selfie and for you to sign my phone case, please?" The waiter asked shyly and Aria grinned; she had always loved meeting the fans and would never say no to an interaction with them. "Aww, thank you! Of course you can." Aria smiled and watched the waiter beam with excitement as he pulled out his phone and placed a maker pen in front of Aria. She smiled into the camera and he lent into her and handed the phone over to the young star where she signed her signature on the phone case and handed it back to him with a smile. "Thank you." He grinned and headed to place their order.

Lindy smiled sheepishly at her daughter - like figure. "They love you, Ria." Lindy spoke making Aria smile to herself. "So, tell me, how did it go today?"

After finishing their drinks and discussion of how things had gone today, Aria spoke up and asked the question she had been wanting to ask all day. "Lindy, this Friday night, I've been invited to a house party with one of my friends. I was wondering if it would clash with any appointments." Aria spoke and cupped her empty mug, hoping that she didn't have anything too serious. "It's at 8pm." Aria added nervously and looked at Lindy as she thought deeply. "Appointment at 6 might run into 8 but it depends on how organised the studio is on a Friday." Lindy teased and made Aria chuckle at her playful mood.

The two women made their way out of the studio after splitting the bill and decided to share a taxi to their apartments.

Aria opened her apartment and sighed as she fell onto the bed, the fresh sheets engulfing her figure as she breathed softly. She turned over onto her stomach and brought her phone out of her back pocket of her jeans and pulled up Soph's contact, texting her the good news.