The press conference for "Maleficent"
"Did you speak with her?" This was about the twentieth time Elle's supervisor had asked her the same exact question. Of-course she had not seen the woman, the actress, the all renowned. I mean who gets a chance to speak with Angelina Jolie-Pitt, one of the most influential and inspiring actors ever, besides talking with her beyond their set was most likely a chance ratio of 0 to never percent.
The blonde let out a soft sigh turning to the older man and giving a stiff smile, her hands sliding over the green dress they had chosen for her to wear, an act that was taken to slid away the nervousness she was feeling. A sensation that she remembers reoccurring every time she was about a few feet or minutes from being around the actress.
The car stopped signaling their arrival at the event site. "I will contact you after the press conference." Elle nodded at that, opening the car door and mentally preparing herself for the chaos of flashing cameras. By the time she had both feet on the floor she heard the man clear his throat, which meant he wanted her attention once more. Turning her head to him she waited for his comment, "And Elle don't make a fool of yourself. Let Angelina talk. She knows how too..." He shifted through the least, or what he considered, hurtful term. "Organize her thoughts." With that he plastered an arrogant smile on, one of his famous expressions that he shows only to her as if she was a child longing for candy in response for good behavior. "Yes sir." This time Elle wasn't exactly in the mood to fake a smile, her expression was still as she left the vehicle completely, taking in the fresh France air that wasn't polluted with the stench of scotch.
She made her way into the building, or more like a group of older people with mikes stitched to the side of their heads transmitting and taking in information basically carrying her through the hall. Their thick accents clouding any bit of clear English she was sure they were speaking. There was a room, photographers lined up, their cameras set in ready position at a wall that repeated the tittle of the movie "MALEFICENT". No one who she knew was there, Angelina the woman she at least expecting wasn't there either. Her heart calmed down momentarily at the realization, not sure if that was a good sign or not.
"Mrs. Angelina this way please." She heard that clearly, through all the noise and running workers that passed through the large building Elle heard the name of the woman who's appearance she was dreading and hoping at the same time for. Her head turned in the direction, long blonde strands curled into loose spirals bouncing as the wind, picked up by her quick movement, pushed them to the side.
Blue eyes widened as they settled on the figure walking towards her. Angelina rubbing her hands together as she spoke to a few workers near her, her long brown hair pushed behind her sleek black dress, the accompanying heels giving her a height that strengthened her already long figure. "Oh my gosh what do I do?" Was all Elle could think as her mind panicked. She didn't understand why, just like how she never could understand all the feelings that moved about her head and heart when she thought about Angelina Joile.
"Hi." Angelina smiled at the girl, her vibrant green eyes seeming more like her character Maleficent as she moved closer. "Elle..." The comment came after a moment of the blonde trying to organize her thoughts and not realizing that she was staring at the woman, and staring hard. "Yes?" She asked looking away from Angelina's face and moving her eyes to the embroidered carpet, eyes that soon after moved to the woman's legs. "Are you ready?" Jolie asked after letting out an absolutely adorable laugh. Elle laughed as well the woman's voice easing the tension, something she was sure only she was feeling.
"Are you ready?"
"For what?" Sharp brows arched up in wonder and amusement. "The press conference. You know the one we have been invited too?"
"Oh yeah. Yes. Sorry."
Angelina's warm hands moved onto the blondes shoulder shaking her softly, "Have you been drinking young lady?" The brunette joked enjoying her co-stars laughing response. "I guess I'm just out of it I guess." Elle finished.
"Don't worry Elle the conference will be over before you know it." The blonde nodded with a smile while her mind raced at 100 miles an hour. "How can she make my name sound so good? God can she just keeping calling my name? I don't even want to go to this stupid conference, if Angelina would just..."
"Looks like the show's about to start." Angelina whispered taking the young girl's soft hand into her own, she had intended to simply hold Elle's hand but was surprised as her own was held a different way. The blonde, her face still aimed to the uninteresting spotless carpet, had slipped her fingers through the small spaces of Angelina's holding the woman's cold hands in an intimate hold. Jolie presumed she was taking the action way too serious, the girl was young and she probably holds everyone's hand this way. The thought was meant to calm her sudden nervousness but instead it increased the sensation. The experience was somewhat new especially since her boyfriend, Brad, didn't even hold her hand this way, if he held it at all.
"We should go now." Elle's soft voice came in as she moved into the room. Angelina smiled in response and followed close by. Once in the room a stampede of flashing camera lights went off, the busy lights accompanied by the yelling of their owners. All that was heard was the yelling of instructions. To move here, then there, then up and more left or right. It was all expected and common but nevertheless the task was annoying. Lucky for Angelina the young blonde next to her helped distract her from the noise. Soon Elle's laughter and soft comments were all that took over her ears and attention.
"Separate please?" The reporters asked. Elle let go first, her touch burning in the palm of the actress she longed to stay near herself. Like a professional Angelina took the necessary photos and moved back allowing the girl to go as well. Soon the photo cession was finished, and though it was not needed, both women locked their hands together as they made their way to the table set with mikes, water, and name cards just for them.
Angelina went ahead as she viewed the smiling Elle make room for her, the blonde had spotted the tag earlier partly due to her wondering eyes and the embedded words of her supervisor. She waited for Angelina to sit before she took her seat in the room of seated reporters and a blonde translator who waited for them with a warming smile as well, although to Elle the woman's expression could not be compared to Angelina's superior smile and laughter.
The introductions were fairly short and soon after came the questions, Elle still shuffling in her chair uncomfortably. Of-course it wasn't the chair and cameras set on her, all of that was usual, it was the woman next to her who's hand was still in her own the coldness now turned to a soothing warmth.
HOW MUCH CAN YOU TELL US ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER REALLY. AND MAYBE THE PLEASURE ABOUT REVISITING SUCH A CLASSIC FAIRY-TALE AS SLEEPING BEAUTY.
Angelina turned her head to Elle with a smile, her sharp eyes instantly connecting with the smiling blonde, her hold tightening gently in Elle's warmth. Both woman burst out laughing when Jolie rose her brow in a question of who would answer. Elle was glad however because she knew her cheeks were brightening under the long gaze. In a suave movement Angelina moved in her seat while the blonde moved the loose locks of sunshine behind her ears. The reporter suggested that Angelina go first, unknowing of the silent agreement both women had already made. Elle listened intently as Angelina took her time, her words coming out soft and clever as she described the role of the crew and writers to portray a different side of the traditional Disney film.
"I know with Maleficent I loved her when I was a child. I was scared of her but I loved her and I was fascinated by her." The comment was new to Elle, she had no idea that Angelina watched fairy tales, though the fact that the woman was attracted to the villain didn't surprise her. Jolie has always been described as a very dark woman but these explanations have always been second handed and never from the primary source. Although the event was very open and not personal, the blonde felt as if she was gaining a little bit of an insight into the woman's life, even if it was just a mere snip bit.
"Ummm and sleeping beauty?" Angelina had turned to her. Elle wasn't sure what to do, she had been so locked in the woman's phrase that she wasn't paying that much attention to anything else like planning what she would say. Despite all that the woman's comforting and glowing smile made her own come out. She let out a laugh and moved back a bit in her chair, an action caused by her surprise, taking in the laugh that Angelina replied her own with soft greens locked on her.
"Sleeping beauty was always my favorite princess. I felt like I identified with her..the best because...pink was my favorite color and she always wore the pink dress and had the long blonde hair and I have the long blonde hair. So she was m-my princess and um...so." Damn-it Elle you're fucking it up. Really? Dresses and hair you sound so superficial In comparison to Angelina. Say something smart, just talk about your character okay. And stop freaking laughing you sound like a babbling idiot. She ended her statement with what a pleasure it was to play the character and onto a bunch of other subjects even she couldn't remember. Through it all the young actress would turn to Angelina who was looking right back at her with an assuring smile and an expression that showed interest, actual interest. Elle could tell the speaker had lost interest in what she was saying and all the reporters weren't really writing down anything like they were for Jolie but Angelina was looking at her as if she was listening to the most fascinating speech ever.
The questioning went on and for the most part Elle avoided answering most questions like she was told. But with a smile every other second and eye battles with Angelina she was driven into answering some questions. The last question that asked however, was one that Elle couldn't help blushing hard at but lucky for her Angelina is a very smooth talker.
WELL THERE'S ALSO. I MEAN FROM WHAT WE SAW THIS MORNING. SOME VERY INTRIGUING RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN THE TWO OF YOU. THE LIGHT AND THE DARKNESS AND ALSO THE GREAT CHEMISTRY. COULD YOU TELL US A BIT ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP AND HOW SLOWLY BUT SURELY YOU BUILT THIS ON SCREEN CHEMISTRY?
Angelina resisted the urge to glance at the giggling blonde next to her by biting the bottom of her lips and pushing long locks of brown behind her ear. "Well there's of-course things we can't say." The look on the speakers face and even some of the crowds were one of interest and even more attention, their pens racing on the sheets of paper, the camera's clicking even more, and Angelina's smile too widened as she caught a very quick glance of the rose cheeked blonde next to her. The woman wasn't sure how to respond to the reaction of her co-host that caught her attention more than anyone, but then again she did not know much of the girl so...through another layer of persuasion Jolie told herself that maybe this is how Elle usually responds to intimate questions.
"It wouldn't be fun to reveal everything about our relationship..." she turned to the young girl who's sharp eyes caught onto own after traveling over other features of her face. "Since it is the center of the film. And adds to the mystery of the film" She finished turning back to the crowd of reporters. "But umm the nice thing about it is we get to understand Maleficent and how she became who she is." Angelina took another break eyeing the interested actress near her. "We met for the first time actually and that was when I was cursing her as a baby." The crowd laughed and Elle giggled a bit while Jolie's smile widened, "And then it continues on as she grows and you can see that bond form between them.." The woman finally settled her eyes on Elle's the girl not blinking or shifting like she had when they entered the hall. "It seems almost like an forbidden act when that relationship grows because you know. Maleficent is evil and...and Aurora is such a pure soul that their growing connection is nearly unprecedented." Elle smiled wider taking in the slowly spoken words that seemed meant for only her and the woman next to her, the woman who's hand she had been holding onto moments earlier. "I agree." The blonde broke the silence she could feel creeping in, a movement that broke the strong eye contact between she and the brunette. "As you watch the film you can see how much of an influence Aurora has over Maleficent..." At the comment Angelina let out a soft and agreeing laugh that encouraged her own.
"Do you agree?" the speaker asked cutting off the two woman's rather enjoyable conversation. "Yes I do. You can sense the way Aurora really..." Angelina turned her attention back to Elle. "Impacts Maleficent's actions and perspective on the human world and species."
Elle nodded in agreement turning from the woman's eye contact that was quickly heating with every second. With that the press conference had ended, a total of forty minutes and some seconds were spent sitting in the same seat. Jolie took a few sips from her cup but Elle couldn't find the time to drink herself, she was either to focused on the actress or too lost in her mental scolding of her stupid replies and staring. She rose from her seat as Angelina did the same, with a wave Elle excused herself and bid the unknown speaker and reporters goodbye as Angelina did the same.
Making their way out Elle took the woman's hand almost by instinct slipping her fingers through Angelina's. The brunette looked at her with a smile and the blonde couldn't help but look away to distract herself from the quickened beat of her heart. "So...Aurora." Elle turned to the woman as she followed the leading actress. "My little Beastie." "Oh my that voice is getting to me. Can she stop? Can she not? Oh Angelina don't make me want to bash my head into this wall to stop staring at you're lips. And eyes and everything else on your body"
Lucky for Elle the woman was not a mind reader but to the girl's downfall Angelina Is known for being very observant and organized in her thoughts. So while the girl's eyes looked at her lips while she spoke Angelina paid close attention, smiling a bit at what she presumed were common for young children or maybe just Aurora. Either way she knew her explanations were vague and rather unreasonable, but at the moment the actress did not want to let her instincts drive her in the wrong direction as they had so many times before when it came to 'passion'. The woman thought that it was most likely her misinterpretation of Elle's actions that made her believe the girl was hitting on her when probably the blonde was simply lost in thought and or focused on something else.
By the time Aurora could focus on Angelina's words they were at the entrance of the extravagant building she had entered an hour or so before. "Do you have a ride?" Angelina asked again but knew the girl had probably caught it late. "Ummm well I'm waiting for my supervisor but he..." she looked around and couldn't find the white car anywhere. "he's not here."
Angelina turned to her moving her hand to the girl's small shoulders. "Where are you staying?" "Ummm..." Elle tried to recall the name but she couldn't, so she resorted to describing it. Angelina didn't seem to mind the weird hand gestures or vague descriptions, in-fact she seemed entertained by it. "Okay okay let me guess." She removed her hand smiling wide and ignoring the increasing cluster of photographers. "Hotel...de Crillon?"
"Yes yes that's it." Elle jumped in excitement high fiving the older woman who willing took the gesture. "Okay what room." Angelina asked as they reeled from their little burst of energy. Elle slumped down with a pout she hadn't planned on. "Well my supervisor said he would book it but I don't know. I came in this morning so..."
Angelina smiled at her an assuring look. "Don't worry. You can stay with me...if that's okay with you?" She added watching the girl's cheeks glow a warm rose. "Yes!" The blonde smiled wide and then looked to the carpet. "Sorry."
"No it's fine. The paparazzi are getting a little too excited so lets head off." Elle nodded taking the woman's hand once more as Angelina lead her to the expensive car she drove.
The woman took her car keys from the black purse she had brought along with her, of-course that and the thick coat she so smartly brought unlike Elle that was basically freezing. "Here, take my jacket." The blonde refused but after insisting from Angelina she took the thick clothing that warmed her up almost instantly. Partially due to the clothing and the other half being caused by Jolie's sweet perfume that still lingered onto it. The car beeped after Angelina pressed the button on her key that opened the door, both women had blended into the busy parking lot of the wealthy and influential, so for the most part they had escaped the pack of hungry reporters.
Elle wrapped herself in the warmth that now filled her nose and surrounded her completely. Smiling at the girl that was no longer shivering Angelina opened the passenger door. The blonde thanked her and moved in as the woman, who had nothing on but a short dress and purse, waited until she had her seat belt on before she closed the car door and seated herself in.
"Our first night together." Angelina spoke putting the key in and turning on the car engine. "Are you excited?" "NO! I'm going to have to keep myself from hyper ventilating, blushing, and not touching you. This is going to be the hardest thing ever especially since I have the biggest crush on you and you have no idea."
"Yes. I'm excited." Elle gulped turning her attention to the now moving world outside the car window.