Emma's POV
I leave the set and exhale. What a day. Filming has exhausted me. No, I usually love filming, but today it's just something supernatural. We filmed one scene for five hours, and it's weird. I'm Stone for one take, and today...
Okay, crap. Time to relax. I get into my Mercedes Banks and rush home. On the way, I order pizza and check my phone. 10 messages, one from my parents, one from Rachel, one from Andrew (what does this one need? We broke up four years ago) and 7 from Jennifer. I smile and open the message from Jen. Wow, a wedding... Her and Cooke Maroney! I gave them six months at most, and now a gallery owner is dragging her to the altar. Great, one less bachelorette! When am I going to get married?
I'm not jealous, not at all, on the contrary, I'm happy for Jennifer. I just want to get married myself. When you're 30, you start thinking about family, children and old age with your loved one. But I haven't met my destiny yet, not even close. For some reason, it seemed that my destiny is Andrew, an unsuccessful Spider-Man Garfield, but no. We broke up because of our busy schedules and different goals in life. He wanted a career, I wanted a family, we often argued about this. In short, it's gloomy. Now I'm a successful actress, the face of Louis Vuitton, I have an Oscar, a Golden Globe, etc., but I don't have a loved one and confidence in the future. In our fucked up time, she is needed like air.
I quickly get home and, having gone up in the elevator, I go home and call Jennifer.
- Jennifer Lawrence's office, if you invite me to the Marvel Cinematic Universe, send me a check for 100 thousand dollars. If you're Emma Stone, send a pizza, -
Lawrence, as always, jokes, and my soul becomes warm and cozy. How long has it been since I heard her and in some way calm.
- They'll hardly let me into the wedding with pizza. Have you decided to marry him after all? - I sit down on the couch and turn on the TV.
- What? Cook is sweet, caring, we've been together since 2018. It's cozy and reliable with him, - you can touch the love in Jen's voice. How I wish I could talk about someone with the same warmth.
- Okay. When and where is the ceremony? - I really want to see it. It's important for me to see those I love, even if only for a little while.
- October 19th, in my mansion outside of New York City. Liam, Josh, Miley, Nina, my parents will be there, - Jen laughs.
- And Elena? - the word flew out faster than I thought.
Silence fell. Damn, why did I ask? Elena, Jen's twin sister, was attacked by an unbalanced fan of Jen's, who held the younger Lawrence captive for over 2 years and she was miraculously saved. That bastard was never found... Lena, as I called her, went through a long path of rehabilitation, and now she seems to have come to her senses. opened a beauty salon "Escala", changed her last name to Lincoln and I heard that she is dating Robert De Niro. A strange choice of a guy, but everyone has their own eccentricities.
- She will. Only she will I trust with my wedding makeup. Don't be sad, she's fine.
Forgot the past and lives happily with Robert. And you? Have you found anyone?
- Jen laughs into the phone.
- Nope, honestly. After Andrew, I haven't had anyone. And who will tolerate me with my work schedule and everything else. By the way, when is the bachelorette party? - I giggle.
- Already was. You were partying in Venice while Adele and Amy Schumer were seeing me off from my bachelor life, Jen says sadly
That's what I was saying. I work too much. It's time to take a vacation and find myself a boyfriend.
It's decided, first to Jen's wedding, and then to go wild.
If I knew what my friend's wedding would bring me, I would have thought three times before agreeing.