A/N: Hello, I'm very excited to be writing this story as it's the first one I've written about Tom Hiddleston. Although I am a little nervous. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have enjoyed writing it so far.
Before you start reading I just want to say I was inspired by my trip to New York last October to see Betrayal to write the first chapter. (I've always wanted to go to New York it was a dream come true for me and I made it happen) It's not exactly how I experienced it as I wanted to give my character her own version. I felt it was important to make her have her own as my experience is my own and no one else's even a fictional character.
Anyway go ahead read, comment and vote :)
(Warning spoiler alert for those who have not read or seen Betrayal)
Margot waited nervously on the damp pavement with the rest of the crowd (clearly there was a down pour whilst they we inside the theatre). They were packed and sectioned off by barriers so they wouldn't hurt each other or the cast when they came out the stage door. Luckily she was right up at the barrier which made this experience all the more special for her. Margot had gone alone, travelling all the way from Oxford for this once in a life time opportunity, to see Betrayal on Broadway. As she stood there she kept to herself not really focusing on what was going on around her and her hands began to shake a little, as she tried to keep a steady breathing rhythm.
The crowds on the other side started cheering as the stage door opened. Margot's greeny-blue eyes darted over to the door. Zawe Ashton was the first out the stage door swiftly making her way over to those on her right. Margot was in awe of Zawe's elegant beauty.
"Zawe!" some fans called her name as they waved their paybills in the air at her.
"Hi guys! How are you?" Zawe said as she got closer and took the first playbill in hand with her black sharpie at the ready.
"Hi Zawe! I'm good thanks how are you?" a fairly young fan next to Margot pushed her paybill forward as she replied to Zawe.
"I'm very well, thank you for asking" Zawe quickly signed the playbill before handing it back to her and reaching for the man's who was stood behind her.
"You were amazing tonight Zawe" the man said just as Zawe was passing his playbill back.
"Awh, thank you and thanks for coming!" Zawe spoke cheerfully before moving on.
"Hi Zawe, you look absolutely stunning! And you were sensational tonight" Margot spoke with such enthusiasm and was glad she even managed to form words.
"Thank you lovely, you're so kind. What was your favourite part?" Zawe took Margot's playbill and Betrayal poster to sign.
"I can't choose. Although I rather enjoyed the first scene when you were telling Jerry that Robert knows about the affair the courage it took for your character to tell him after all that time clearly was difficult. Oh and when you were all crying it made me cry" Margot smiled wide.
"I'm pleased you enjoyed the show" Zawe smiled. Margot took her playbill and poster back and thanked her.
"Could I possibly get a photo?" Margot used her fingerprint to unlock her phone straight onto the camera.
"Yes of course!" Zawe kindly accepted. Margot rotated the camera onto selfie mode as she turned around in order to fit Zawe in the frame."Thank you!" Margot called as Zawe began to move on just as Charlie Cox came out the stage door. He too headed in the same direction as Zawe had to start with.
"Hi, did everyone enjoy the show?" Charlie came over and began smiling at the fans.
"Yes!" Several fans answered him.
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FanfictionMargot Foster takes her dream trip to New York, whilst she's there she attends to a performance of Harold Pinter's Betrayal. After the performance she and the rest of the audience wait outside the stage doors for the cast Tom Hiddleston, Zawe Ashton...