Behind The Fame [Imagine] [Fanfiction]

Chapter 8

A few days later, Alya was ready to leave with Henry, for a week in Belfast, and then she would return to London to check out on her father.

Patrick came by the door of her room, watching her finishing her suitcase.

"So, this is it", he said.

"Laundry is done, house is cleaner than it never was, and I've prepared you ever meal for the week in the freezer Dad." she said, while pushing on the suitcase. "Of course, if there's anything, you can call me, I won't be that far, and I can come back in a day"

"I'll be fine, I'm 52, I think I know how to take care of me" he said with a grin.

Alya smiled at him. She then took the suitcase downstairs, checking out if she didn't forget anything : phone, passport, coat... Everything seemed fine.

The door bell rang and she opened. Henry was here all smiling, the car was just in front of the house.

"Hello love", he said

"Hello baby" she said while blushing.

"We should go now, there's a lot of traffic near the airport." he said.

Alya kissed her dad after Henry released his hand. Henry took her suitcase as she sat in the car. They got to the airport quickly. Henry hold her hand, and turned to her.

"Do you have your sunglasses ?" he asked.

"Oh yes" she said, searching in her bag, and putting them on.

"Ready ?" he said with a smile.

"Show must go on" she replied taking a deep breath.

Last night, Henry had given her some little advice. As she was travelling with him, it won't take long before someone took and posted a picture of them. He tried his best to prepare her to the unwanted attention they would be given.

Henry was sometimes feeling guilty to push her into this so quick. But somehow, he wanted to see if she can handle it. Plus, he was sure she was stronger than she seemed.

As they were registering, a woman came to Henry and asked him for an autograph. After that, people started to notice him, and some of them started to film him with their smartphones while they were just going to the other side of the airport.

"Well, that was quick" he said.

Alya felt uncomfortable at the sudden and she grabbed Henry's hand. He turned to her and whispered.

"Keep cool baby, it's gonna be ok. You'll get used to it very quick"

She nodded, but stayed close to Henry as she felt protected around him. She didn't realize people were now talking about the two of them, as it made no doubt to everyone in the place they were dating.

When they entered the plane, Alya took a deep breath and tried to release her shoulders. Finally, it was not as bad as she thought. Nobody bothered them during the flight, and she just enjoyed to be sitting close to him.

When they arrived at the Belfast airport, the news has spread over social media and lots of people were waiting for Henry at the entrance. The production has sent a car as usual, and Henry waved a hand at his fans while guiding Alya among the crowd.

They headed to an appartement the production rented for Henry. When he closed the door, he let the suitcases falling down and hold Alya in his arms, making her spinning. Her dress was waving in the air as he kissed her deeply.

"How was I ?" she asked a bit nervous.

"You did great" he said. "Now we're gonna be peaceful, just a normal week of work, and I'll be home every night".

She kissed him again and they almost fell into the couch, Alya upon him.

"Sorr-" she started.

"Don't" he said. "I love to hold you"

They kissed again and then decided to clear their suitcase in the chest of drawers.

"Henry, there's only one bed", noticed Alya.

"Hum, yeah" said Henry. "I said I came with my girlfriend so..."

"Are we going to sleep together ?" said Alya without thinking about the double meaning.

Henry looked at her and hesitated to answer. Alya looked back at him and realized what she had just said and put her hands on her mouth quickly.

Henry laughed.

"We'll do as you wish." he said while bringing her in his arms. 

"I must go to the set, meet the film director and take my planning" he announced. "Would you like to come over ?"

"Sure", she said.

The main set was located nearby and it didn't take them long to reach it. When Henry arrived, some people came to greet him, he was keeping Alya's hand firmly in order to introduce her. He knew that it was easy to be forgotten in his presence, and he didn't want her to experience that.

"Henry, how was the flight ?" ask Todd, the movie director.

"Quite fine" said Henry, "May I introduce you to my girlfriend Alya"

"Hello Alya, Henry told me you'd come", he said holding her hand and she smiled at him, "That's great, he'll need you on the evenings you know. We'll have very long days of shooting, it's always great to have someone taking good care of you when you get back home, right Henry ?"

"Certainly" confirmed Henry.

"I'll do my best" said Alya.

"Would you mind to wait for me for a minute, I need to get my planning for the week at the office." he said, and Alya nodded.

As Henry disappeared, Alya looked around her. The place was giant, and she couldn't help herself but started to visit. She finally found out a place with lots of art work, sculptures, maybe the FX departement she tought. She was so curious, she couldn't help but watched every details in the room, from the costumes to the drawing board. They were some sketches of Henry in various costumes.

She jumped in surprise as she overheard voices coming in her direction.

"Have you seen the girl ? She's cute, but he can do so much better !"

"Jealous Lindsay ?" replied another voice.

"Of course not, I just say she looks like a baby deer overcome by panic" continued the first woman.

"You are so mean" replied the other one with a laugh.

Alya didn't realize they were talking about her until they stopped at her view, caught in the act.