AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey guys, I'm new with Game of Thrones and this is my first fanfiction trial. Since I'm not a native speaker, please be gentle with reviews. You always can message me to make it better. I hope you like my imagination.

"I have great news, can you meet me immediately?", he asked, sounded so excited.

"Jon it is 11.00 pm and I'm about to go to bed. Can't it wait until tomorrow?" Sansa really needed to sleep. She was barely unpacked in her apartment and getting a place to live was exhausting.

"No, it can't. Trust me girl, it will be worth it.", Jon said with a cheerful voice.

"Ok, fine honey, where do you want me to meet you?"

"Just open the door."

You call me to meet me and come to my door? Thank God, Jon, you are pretty... Sansa thought. Jon and Sansa practically grew up together. He was the one who encourage her to move to L.A for medical education, actually. Since her childhood, cinema and good TV shows have been her passion. She didn't have this talent to be an actress, but her best friend Jon was trying hard to be one, and going well, to be honest. So, she was lucky. She wasn't an actress but she was the best friend of one. What did she do for her life? She studied... Harder and harder... Jon took care of the rest. Sansa was smart when it comes to classes, but she was also very naive. Jon was 3 years older than her and spent his entire life protecting Sansa from bullies and perverts. Because let's face, Sansa was the whole package. Her parents were too busy with their jobs to see the dangers around her. But it was time to grow up and Jon knew it was her only chance to build up her own life as an independent woman. He was living in L.A for a year now, and able to help her get an apartment and support her financially, if needed.

"What is so.. Whooaa what's happening?!", before Sansa could finish her sentences, Jon lifted her up and started to turn around.

"You won't believe what happened. I got a great part of a TV show, and guess who I'll have scenes with?"

"Umm.. I don't know, who is it?"

"He is your favorite.." said Jon with a smirk on his face.

"No, you didn't."

"Yes I did!"

"Tyrion Lannister?"

Tyrion Lannister... It might have sounded stupid, but he was her "little giant". He was shorter than usual, but with he had a very handsome face, intelligent mind and he was a great father. He was so great that she wouldn't even know if she saw his baby girl. He didn't like the idea of keeping his daughter under spotlight, which what exactly what Sansa would do. Some journalists took a few photo of them together though, but they were taken across the street. Tyrion Lannister had been single for 2 years and didn't have any serious relationship since then. It was so teen of her to fall for an actor, but there was no harm in that. Only Jon knew she read every single thing about him and looked for his personality in boys she was dating. Except Bolton. She dated him just because he was funny, and sleeping with him was probably hormones talking. She didn't regret that though. It was fun.

Before he could answer, Sansa started to scream and and hugged him so tight.

"I told you it was worth it."

"Oh my God, Jon, please please please I want to meet him please! You know how much I admire him!"

"I know", he said with a jerk smile, "He is the only one who gives you wet dreams", he added.

She threw him a pillow from the closest couch "No, he is not!".

"Ohh, there are others?", he raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up, jerk!" she said with blushed cheeks. Jon knew Sansa wasn't a virgin. She had her first time with Ramsey Bolton, who was a bastard. When he dumped her after one night, Sansa didn't seem sorry at all, which is the only reason Bolton was still breathing. Jon was aware of her beauty, but he has never been attracted to Sansa. They grew up like brother and sister, and that's why she was very protective of her.

"So, tell me about it. When do you start? Have you ever seen him? Was he nice to you? I want to know everything. Can I visit you in studio?" She was fully awake now, trying to pick what to wear when she was going to visit Jon. She wasn't going to say it loud, of course.

"I'll start next week, and no, I haven't met him yet. I'll tell you everything. But I need a coffee first".