First fic. I hope You like the idea of it. Enjoy.
Prelude.
March – 2018
I open my eyes and smile at you, there you are looking as beautiful as ever. You turn to me and smile just as anxious as myself, reaching over your hand grazes mine. I immediately grab hold of yours now is not a time for small safe gestures, in this moment we need each other. The car stops, this is it. We share a quick nervous glance, one quick kiss our lips barely brush each others, so soft. I could happily live here in this 'now' and just kiss you. You rest your forehead to mine, I've always loved how you've done that.
"Hey, look at me", you whisper. "This is it. This is your biggest moment. This is where you're going to have that 'infinite moment' you always talk about. This is when you have the biggest feeling you've ever had. And I'm going to be there all the way, right beside you."
You're so gentle and calming and understand me in a way I've never even known I needed. And you just said perfect, brilliant words and sealed them with your love. I smile and pull back, I'm ready for anything the world can throw my way because now I know you'll never leave me. Now I believe it, I look into your eyes not even daring to blink you need to trust every word I say right now, I need you to believe me, I pull both your hands into mine onto my lap.
"I'm calm and I'm ready because I know you're here with me, but honey I already had my biggest feeling. And yes I always talk about my infinite moments. But I already had my biggest one. With you. That first moment we met. You were the beginning, the middle and the end of a journey for me. I didn't realise it immediately but slowly I understood why at the moment I felt so inspired. Because of you. You are my infinite moment."
I blink back the tears that are brimming in my eyes, happy and sad and completely ok about it. You look like you're about to cry as well but you just kiss me once more, again the gentlest of kisses – just a brush of lips. We pull away and the doors open, chauffeurs offering us their hands to aid us out of the car.
I'm almost blinded by lights as the flashes from the cameras go mad. I've been around red carpet events before but when you're the one they want to photo everything seems a lot more difficult. Suddenly I feel sick to my stomach I almost retreat back into the car but then there you are slipping your hand into mine. Keeping me steady guiding me through the mayhem. It's not that I'm not independent because we both know I am. You just understand me and give me what I need when I became unsure.
"Brittany, Brittany! How do you feel?" is shouted out at me from the hoard of people with microphones and cameras.
The first journalist is already starting the interview process, I step forward, contain myself and answer with as steady as a voice as I can and muster up the courage that any actor/writer should hold.
"Just really excited and completely overwhelmed, I mean I never saw this happening you know"
Maybe I'm being too honest, maybe they'll use this against me and call me naïve, but I calm again you must have seen the anxiety on my face because you squeeze my hand a little tighter and lean into my side slightly.
"You have just shot into the main picture, 6 months ago no one had heard of you. And this is the first thing you've ever written and acted in?"
Of course no one had heard of me, really I am a no one, just a girl who wanted to travel and be free and live in every moment as if it would last forever, but I should give an answer that is concise and real.
"Exactly, I mean it was less writing and more like remembering what happened and less acting than just being me."
That couldn't be more real because that is exactly what I've been doing.
"So when did this all start, how did this all start?"
Well at least I know the best answer to this question.