Andy Sachs, a young inspiring journalist moves to New York City and lands a job at "Runway", a fashion magazine ran by the one and only Miranda Priestly. As she grows in her ability to succeed at her job, she comes in conflict with her coworker Emily Charlton as she replaces her on the trip to Paris Fashion week. Will this conflict make them hate each other, or bring them together as they learn about each other's feelings and pursuits in life.

Behind the curtains of fashion empire Runway, Andrea Sachs and Emily Charlton becoming increasingly connected. With the ever oblivious nature of them, Nigel takes it upon himself to open their eyes to the ever increasing tensions. Navigating through red carpet glamour, hour long meetings and stressful galas, Andy Sachs and Emily Charlton find eachother in the messiness of a home they call Runway. Andrea Sachs x Emily Charlton All work is my own please do not steal.

"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

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.

Twenty years after losing each other, due to their career choices, Andrea Sachs and Emily Charlton somehow end up back in each other's lives again. Emily is older now, blonde, working for louis vuitton, and quietly falling apart beneath the polished surface of the life she built for herself, while Andrea realizes she never actually stopped loving her. ( part 2 of my story "after the headlights")