Nudging
Title: Nudging
Pairing: Achele, Lea/Dianna
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance
Summary: Idea as to why Dianna really nudged her mic towards Lea's hips.
(Dianna’s PoV)
My girl comes running in excitedly about 11am to the lunchroom. We were having early rehearsals today at the stadium and she had to go get something from her agent and told me to wait for her here. I’m sitting beside Naya and it was kind of an unspoken rule that they leave a space beside me for Lea.
“Hey guys!” she exclaims to us excitedly. I smile at her and even wider when she glances at me. “Guess what?”
“Ummm….” Harry said, shrugging. We all waited for her, as it was obvious we really didn’t want to guess.
Her hands was behind and said as she produced some tickets, “I’ve gotten you all tickets to the X-Men movie about 15 minutes away from here - private screening, no fans,” she said that all in one breath and the guys cheered. It has been a while since we last saw a movie as a cast. I can already see the guys chatting animatedly about the previous movies. I walk towards her and give her a hug, leaving the girls behind to talk about how hot James McAvoy was.
She steered me towards the couch as she handed me the tickets for safekeeping. “Thank you,” I said. “That was really thoughtful of you. And now, I get to spend time to you in a dark room with only our friends and we can be all cute and couply.” I am a sap, I know. So I finish talking to her with a smile then she hugged me and sighed. I pull away from her to study her face. “What’s wrong?”
“I…um…” she started to say. I pull away from her completely, raising an eyebrow at her. “It’s…” I purse my lips, urging her to talk. She knows I like things straight-to-the-point and right now she’s not doing that and it’s bugging me. “Dressing room.” She grabbed my hand before I could even reply to her and she dragged me to our dressing room and shut the door lock.
“What’s up?” I ask again, crossing my arms. “Is everything alright?”
“I’m not coming to the movies with you,” she says in a low voice, her head down and her eyes piercing the ground as she sits down the chair in front of her vanity table. “I’m going to a radio interview with Jonathan, about an hour away from here.” I almost didn’t catch the last part.
“What? Are you serious?” I ask, my voice hard and I look at her. It feels like a let down but you don’t know if you’re just dreaming or not. It was the only time we could both be a couple without worrying about the people around us, it was the only time I can spend time with her without worrying that someone might snap a picture of us or barge in the room and rat us out to the public. We barely and rarely have those times and we certainly cannot do that in public. It disappoints me that during the only break we have, she’s off to an interview someplace. I don’t know if I’m being selfish but I haven’t spent a single time alone with her ever since the tour began. I’m just asking for some alone time and even though going to a movie the entire cast isn’t exactly spending alone time with her, we can be us. They know about us and it won’t matter to us or to them. It feels like I’m being ignored and I’m pretty sure girlfriends don’t like being ignored or being chosen over something especially when you barely have time because you are in the eyes of everyone, in public.
“I’m sorry,” Lea said, looking at me, her face giving an apologetic. “I got you all the tickets because I wanted to distract you. I didn’t want to leave you here all bored.”
I gulp and move towards her. I study her face once more, my heart breaking just by the sight of her being afraid she’ll hurt me. But it’s too late, I’m disappointed and hurt. I restrain my tears from falling down and inhale deeply. I understand her and her priorities and her enthusiasm to share her life to the rest of the world but right now, I just need some us time and when we can have it, she couldn’t give it to me. “Just know, you’re not holding someone’s hand tonight.” I walk towards the door and leave. I head out to the lunchroom and I hear her softly call out to me but I ignore her.
I sit down beside Naya in the lunchroom as I took my food from the table. I started to eat silently as I handed her the tickets. “I’m not coming.”
“Why?” She asks me worriedly as she faces me completely and takes the tickets. “Trouble in paradise?”
I shrug. “I think I’m just going to rest at the hotel for today.” It was a lame excuse and Naya could practically see through me.
“Oh bullshit Di,” she says, dropping her fork on her plate. “What’s Lea done now?”
“She’s not coming,” I mumble, not really wanting let everyone know I’m sad or anything but Naya can see right through me. “I don’t feel like coming.”
“Come on,” Naya said, hugging my side as she laid her head on my shoulder. “It’s going to be fine. You’ve got us. Why isn’t she coming anyway?”
“She’s headed to an interview,” I answer her as I play with my food. I didn’t really feel like eating right now.
“Oh, well you’ve got us. You have 5 other girlfriends you can cuddle with,” Naya says, smiling at me as she squeezes me. I squeeze the hand that wrapped around me as I mumble thanks to her. “Go easy on her, Di. Don’t be mad at her. You know how workaholic she is.”
“I’m not mad at her. I’m just disappointed,” I reply, pushing my food away from me. “I mean, it’s the only time we could even be us without people ogling us, calling out Faberry or Achele. Just the two of us, and of course you all.”
“I get where you’re coming from,” she tells me as she finishes her food off. “And just to be clear, I’m not on either side of you,” she clears as I was about to interrupt and question her. I smile at her for knowing me too well. “But as much as it pains you to hear it from me or anyone else, you’re going to let her do what she has to, what she wants to and what she needs to and in the end, you’ll forgive her. You know why?” It was a rhetorical questions and I shook my head to smile at her. The girl knows how to comfort anyone. “Because you love her and all that comes with her.” She gives me a hug before she stands up to grab another bottle of water. I can’t deny how right Naya is but I think I have to give Lea a little taste of disappointment as immature as it sounds.
--- 6 hours later ---
She got back around 2 hours ago and we still haven’t talked to each other ever since we left to watch the movie. Everyone knows something’s up but they’re not asking and only Naya knows. She gave me a sympathetic smile as she sat on the chair in front of her vanity. “You know you wanna.” She says, riffling through a magazine.
“Want to want?” I ask as I start combing my hair.
“Oh you know what I’m talkin’ about,” she smiles at me smugly and starts humming that all-too familiar beat. I almost smiled at that thought and I raise an eyebrow at the girl beside me.
“Naya…” I start saying while facing her.
“Oh don’t even think about denying it,” she interrupts me. “I know you, you’ll melt like some gooey chocolate on stage.”
“Shut up,” I tell her, heat rising on to my cheeks. “We’re going in a bit.”
-----
“Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love…” We start beating our feet with the beat and move towards the back to for some sort of line as Cory belts out a harmony and then shortly, me and Harry hold hands and he steers me to the left hand of the stage. I almost forgot where I was supposed to be with Lea around, giving me a look that I can’t decipher on stage because of the darkness. “Can anybody find meeee…” I free my right hand at the last minute, sort of like tempting my girl into holding it and I know I want to. She kept her hand slightly behind her back as if it will stop itself from holding mine but she steps closer to me. As Amber starts to belt out her part amazingly, I nudge Lea’s hip with my mic and damn, her smile got wide and she immediately drops her hand from her back and excitedly grabs my hand. I smile widely, letting her know she’s forgiven and that we’re okay. I can't exactly resist her anyway. I almost looked at her to sing my part but I might forget my cue again so I settled for looking down at the stage. We part ways for the choreography. I glance sideways and Naya sends me a knowing look before smiling so widely at her.
All is well in Achele paradise.
Pairing: Achele, Lea/Dianna
Rating: K+
Genre: Romance
Summary: Idea as to why Dianna really nudged her mic towards Lea's hips.
(Dianna’s PoV)
My girl comes running in excitedly about 11am to the lunchroom. We were having early rehearsals today at the stadium and she had to go get something from her agent and told me to wait for her here. I’m sitting beside Naya and it was kind of an unspoken rule that they leave a space beside me for Lea.
“Hey guys!” she exclaims to us excitedly. I smile at her and even wider when she glances at me. “Guess what?”
“Ummm….” Harry said, shrugging. We all waited for her, as it was obvious we really didn’t want to guess.
Her hands was behind and said as she produced some tickets, “I’ve gotten you all tickets to the X-Men movie about 15 minutes away from here - private screening, no fans,” she said that all in one breath and the guys cheered. It has been a while since we last saw a movie as a cast. I can already see the guys chatting animatedly about the previous movies. I walk towards her and give her a hug, leaving the girls behind to talk about how hot James McAvoy was.
She steered me towards the couch as she handed me the tickets for safekeeping. “Thank you,” I said. “That was really thoughtful of you. And now, I get to spend time to you in a dark room with only our friends and we can be all cute and couply.” I am a sap, I know. So I finish talking to her with a smile then she hugged me and sighed. I pull away from her to study her face. “What’s wrong?”
“I…um…” she started to say. I pull away from her completely, raising an eyebrow at her. “It’s…” I purse my lips, urging her to talk. She knows I like things straight-to-the-point and right now she’s not doing that and it’s bugging me. “Dressing room.” She grabbed my hand before I could even reply to her and she dragged me to our dressing room and shut the door lock.
“What’s up?” I ask again, crossing my arms. “Is everything alright?”
“I’m not coming to the movies with you,” she says in a low voice, her head down and her eyes piercing the ground as she sits down the chair in front of her vanity table. “I’m going to a radio interview with Jonathan, about an hour away from here.” I almost didn’t catch the last part.
“What? Are you serious?” I ask, my voice hard and I look at her. It feels like a let down but you don’t know if you’re just dreaming or not. It was the only time we could both be a couple without worrying about the people around us, it was the only time I can spend time with her without worrying that someone might snap a picture of us or barge in the room and rat us out to the public. We barely and rarely have those times and we certainly cannot do that in public. It disappoints me that during the only break we have, she’s off to an interview someplace. I don’t know if I’m being selfish but I haven’t spent a single time alone with her ever since the tour began. I’m just asking for some alone time and even though going to a movie the entire cast isn’t exactly spending alone time with her, we can be us. They know about us and it won’t matter to us or to them. It feels like I’m being ignored and I’m pretty sure girlfriends don’t like being ignored or being chosen over something especially when you barely have time because you are in the eyes of everyone, in public.
“I’m sorry,” Lea said, looking at me, her face giving an apologetic. “I got you all the tickets because I wanted to distract you. I didn’t want to leave you here all bored.”
I gulp and move towards her. I study her face once more, my heart breaking just by the sight of her being afraid she’ll hurt me. But it’s too late, I’m disappointed and hurt. I restrain my tears from falling down and inhale deeply. I understand her and her priorities and her enthusiasm to share her life to the rest of the world but right now, I just need some us time and when we can have it, she couldn’t give it to me. “Just know, you’re not holding someone’s hand tonight.” I walk towards the door and leave. I head out to the lunchroom and I hear her softly call out to me but I ignore her.
I sit down beside Naya in the lunchroom as I took my food from the table. I started to eat silently as I handed her the tickets. “I’m not coming.”
“Why?” She asks me worriedly as she faces me completely and takes the tickets. “Trouble in paradise?”
I shrug. “I think I’m just going to rest at the hotel for today.” It was a lame excuse and Naya could practically see through me.
“Oh bullshit Di,” she says, dropping her fork on her plate. “What’s Lea done now?”
“She’s not coming,” I mumble, not really wanting let everyone know I’m sad or anything but Naya can see right through me. “I don’t feel like coming.”
“Come on,” Naya said, hugging my side as she laid her head on my shoulder. “It’s going to be fine. You’ve got us. Why isn’t she coming anyway?”
“She’s headed to an interview,” I answer her as I play with my food. I didn’t really feel like eating right now.
“Oh, well you’ve got us. You have 5 other girlfriends you can cuddle with,” Naya says, smiling at me as she squeezes me. I squeeze the hand that wrapped around me as I mumble thanks to her. “Go easy on her, Di. Don’t be mad at her. You know how workaholic she is.”
“I’m not mad at her. I’m just disappointed,” I reply, pushing my food away from me. “I mean, it’s the only time we could even be us without people ogling us, calling out Faberry or Achele. Just the two of us, and of course you all.”
“I get where you’re coming from,” she tells me as she finishes her food off. “And just to be clear, I’m not on either side of you,” she clears as I was about to interrupt and question her. I smile at her for knowing me too well. “But as much as it pains you to hear it from me or anyone else, you’re going to let her do what she has to, what she wants to and what she needs to and in the end, you’ll forgive her. You know why?” It was a rhetorical questions and I shook my head to smile at her. The girl knows how to comfort anyone. “Because you love her and all that comes with her.” She gives me a hug before she stands up to grab another bottle of water. I can’t deny how right Naya is but I think I have to give Lea a little taste of disappointment as immature as it sounds.
--- 6 hours later ---
She got back around 2 hours ago and we still haven’t talked to each other ever since we left to watch the movie. Everyone knows something’s up but they’re not asking and only Naya knows. She gave me a sympathetic smile as she sat on the chair in front of her vanity. “You know you wanna.” She says, riffling through a magazine.
“Want to want?” I ask as I start combing my hair.
“Oh you know what I’m talkin’ about,” she smiles at me smugly and starts humming that all-too familiar beat. I almost smiled at that thought and I raise an eyebrow at the girl beside me.
“Naya…” I start saying while facing her.
“Oh don’t even think about denying it,” she interrupts me. “I know you, you’ll melt like some gooey chocolate on stage.”
“Shut up,” I tell her, heat rising on to my cheeks. “We’re going in a bit.”
-----
“Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love. Find. Me. Somebody to love…” We start beating our feet with the beat and move towards the back to for some sort of line as Cory belts out a harmony and then shortly, me and Harry hold hands and he steers me to the left hand of the stage. I almost forgot where I was supposed to be with Lea around, giving me a look that I can’t decipher on stage because of the darkness. “Can anybody find meeee…” I free my right hand at the last minute, sort of like tempting my girl into holding it and I know I want to. She kept her hand slightly behind her back as if it will stop itself from holding mine but she steps closer to me. As Amber starts to belt out her part amazingly, I nudge Lea’s hip with my mic and damn, her smile got wide and she immediately drops her hand from her back and excitedly grabs my hand. I smile widely, letting her know she’s forgiven and that we’re okay. I can't exactly resist her anyway. I almost looked at her to sing my part but I might forget my cue again so I settled for looking down at the stage. We part ways for the choreography. I glance sideways and Naya sends me a knowing look before smiling so widely at her.
All is well in Achele paradise.