Lucky Me

Aaannd She's Back

Meanwhile...

Lucy's POV

"I cannot believe we are here again" I shakily breathed out as I followed Charlie into the building. "I shouldn't even be here" I huffed. My nerves were taking their toll on me, being I'd been stressing about this since Charlie told me she had gotten tickets. "will you relax..." Charlie sighed and I knew she was rolling her eyes as me even though I couldn't see her face. "relax? relax??" I exclaimed, following her through the main doors and into the huge hall. "just cast your mind back to last year and what happened" I snapped a little. I couldn't help it. I didn't want to be here. I shouldn't be here. It was just going to cause problems. And heartache. And I had had enough of that.

"yeah, I remember it quite well" Charlie smirked. "we met two insanely hot actors- I had a no strings steamy night with mine." She smiled, her eyes going hazy at the memory, "and you" she said, prodding me in the chest with her finger, "you snagged one of the hottest bachelors on the planet and discarded him like some used tissue..." she told me, but I glowered at her, sick of bickering with her over this. "Charl, I did not discard him." I huffed angrily, "babe, you did. You broke his heart." she stated, refusing to listen. But the only reason that I got so angry at her was because ever since, I had regretted it. "And mine in the process!" I hissed, almost stamping my foot down in frustration like a toddler. It was safe to say a fair few bystanders were gawping at my outburst right now.

"But I don't think he will be really that cut up about it now huh" I sighed, bringing my tone down a little. " the slew of women that he's had since me kinda tells me he wasn't too hung up on my 'breaking his heart' " I sassed her yet sounding rather deflated now. She looked at me with a softer expression, bringing her arm up to rest over my shoulders. "Babe," Charlie sighed, " he's trying to heal his heart by kissing frogs" She replied, as we continued through the crowds. But I stopped in my tracks, "do men actually do that? Kiss frogs to find princesses I mean?" I screwed my face up at the thought "Well I dunno, but he certainly had to try and heal his heart from you..." she said pointedly. I scoffed again and rolled my eyes. "Will you stop" I whined. "I did it for a good reason. Or that's what I tell myself anyway....." I mumbled. It was true though, I had done it for the right reasons. Neither of us were happy at the fact we never saw each other, especially me. But I had said this to him when we first met. Part of me wished we had never gotten passed that first meeting, because as much as I loved it, I wouldn't have gotten to know him and be in a situation where I was having to call it off. I mean, I could have waited it out, and maybe I should have- hindsight is a beautiful thing- but here we are.

"either way," Charlie continued as she led me through to wherever we were going. "we won't be in his line of sight, so you can relax" she assured me. But it wasn't working. "don't you think it's a bit weird though? me being here and he has no idea?" I shrugged, trying my damnedest to ignore the feeling in my gut that was telling me I was wrong to be here. But I was doing this for Charlie. Not one ounce of me was here to see him. That would just be cruel to both of us, right? "he probably wouldn't even recognize me..." I said to her, but sort of questioned at the same time. Charlie's sideways glance gave me my answer. My insides knotted together. "I wouldn't be able to forget the face of the chick that broke my heart..." she smirked at me before picking up speed and heading to wherever the hell we needed to be.

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"you have gotta be kidding me" I sighed as I looked up at the stage in front of us. "what?" Charlie asked as she took her seat. "when you said we were doing something a little different, I didn't think you meant this" I gestured to the stage. "relax" she waved her hand at me, "we're 4 rows back, it'll be dark. There is no way in hell that he is going to spot you out here" she said reassuringly. Except it didn't reassure me. I was beyond nervous right now. I shouldn't be here . I thought in my head, "I have to go" I said to her, grabbing my bag and standing up. "you can't!" Charlie responded, grabbing my wrist as I prepared to bail. I raised my brow at her waiting for her reasoning. "c-cause you can't! look, everyone's taking their seats, a-and they'll be out any minute!" She scrambled for any excuse. "besides, you don't wanna be pushing and shoving your way out of here, causing a ruckus as they're coming out. That's sure to make a scene!" she added. Maybe she was right there. I sighed and allowed her to pull me back down into my seat. "Just calm down. Take a breath. You're here with me, and I wanna enjoy this with you. We didn't get to do this last time" she said, looking back towards the stage where 11 seats were waiting behind the long table, with 11 name cards sitting on said table for the 11 actors that were due to come on the stage to begin the panel. Holy hell was I nervous. And for good reason too- which I discovered when they all came out....

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"oh sweet lord there he is!" Charlie sighed as Sebastian walked out from backstage in his snug fitting black t-shirt, baggy jeans and rough looking black leather boots. He waved at the crowd and smiled that stomach twisting smile of his, tucking a strand of fallen hair behind his ear. "ugh the memories of that night are coming back to me" she fanned herself as all the girls around her screamed hysterically. But honestly, other than glancing at Stan, my eyes had never really left the man that had walked out first.

The first Avenger himself.

He walked out onto the stage with a gleaming white smile and a raised hand to greet the adoring fans that had come out to see them all. He waved and shone that shy yet humble smile as he made his way down the stage to the first seat beside the host for the panel. He held the mic up to his lips and that smooth accent filled the room, "Hi" and the room rang out in screams and shouts from all the girls around us. Charlie caught me biting my lip at that and nudged me in the side. I glared at her- more for the fact I was embarrassed she caught me- and proceeded to sit there pouting with a fake angry look on my face. Mature right?

Everyone one by one, came out and addressed the crowd before the real talk got under way. The Movies. Civil War was the first in a three phase system leading the story onto Guardians of The Galaxy, Dr Strange, Thor and Ultimately Infinity War and End Game. The idea of all these movies coming gave us excited chills. Which is funny, because before last years event, I had no idea who anyone was- but since, I had sat down and watched them all- regardless of my personal relationship history.

Anyway, we were all eager to listen to what the guys had to say, that's if I could actually pull myself away from zoning out on him. I mean, he was making it difficult for any girl to think straight right now- being he was still wearing his longer slicked back hair, and the full blown beard surrounding his lips. Those soft pink plump lips of his that I can still remember being pushed up against mine at the end of each date we shared. My God girl, get a grip! I shook the image from my head and took a deep breath. Was it too late to bail again?