"This is so wrong, Andy." "You called me Andy." "So what?" "You never call me Andy." i'm posting this on AO3 (@str1keapose) but my friend told me to post it on wattpad too so here i am lmao DISCLAIMERS: -english is not my first language -EDs are an important topic -smoking is mentioned -i don't really know if i'll write any sex scenes cause my friends know about this fanfic and it's kind of uncomfortable, but maybe i do, so if you're a child, i wouldn't read this -there is internalized homophobia -chapters are quite short

Andy left Runway a few months ago. But she could not let go of certain things. "Andy felt something in her stomach and realized that if she was going to see Emily alone, she needed a drink or two to be able to survive. But being completely realistic, there were big chances that she would be murdered by Emily. If not physically, she did have the ability to wield her words as a knife."

"Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine." You are the personal makeup artist for the one and only Emily Blunt. Being around the set of her new movie, you begin to see that Emily's life is not the Hollywood dream that everyone thinks. As your friendship grows, will you be able to pull Emily out of the darkness of the acting industry? And what will become of your relationship when you do?

After Paris, Emily Charlton and Andrea Sachs are supposed to move on and pretend none of it ever mattered. Instead, Emily stays at Runway slowly self destructing while Andy goes back to Nate and realizes she can't stop thinking about the girl who screamed at her in a Manhattan kitchen at seven in the morning. What starts with a few dresses and a drunken night out turns into something messy, intimate, and impossible to ignore.