Eventually Wendy said, "Well, you're almost completely booked up today.Tomorrow is jam-packed, what with junket lasting from morning to arfternoon and the premiere in the evening, so I can't fit him in then.Her eyes darted back and forth from me, to her entourage to everyone else who was watching her every move. " she said happily in that posh English accent of hers.
The caller ID was blocked and I just assumed it was one of my clients. I heard a soft chuckle on the other end before she said; "Do you really not recognise my voice? Once inside, Emma greeted the concierge and hotel staff.
"HMH Lawyers, Nate speaking." "Ooh, very professional," said a girl with an English accent. " I asked while absentmindedly thinking about what I wanted to eat for lunch. " I started paying attention and suddenly it dawned on me who was on the other end. She looked as if she had done it a thousand times (and probably had).
Just like the last time I saw her, she wore a pair of large sunglasses which she had only just taken off. This was something I hadn't resorted to doing since high school when I had a crush on the girl in my history class.
Her clothes appeared modest; leggings and a long green shirt. And wouldn't you know it, just like in high school, it worked.
I showed them the signed copy of the other Harry Potter book I had her autograph which contained a much more innocent message. Just the memories of what we got up to in that hotel room are enough. " "London," she said, before adding, "I uh, I'm heading to Australia soon." "Really? " "Well, Variety hates it." "Of course they did," Emma sighed. " "Well, everyone seems to love Russell Crowe." The sound of Emma laughing came through the phone. Just hearing her voice again brought back memories of our time together. I had been waiting for about 15 minutes when I saw her.
She said she might call me one day if she got the chance to come back to Australia. I was beginning to wonder if history would repeat itself. And as if this situation wasn't strange and dreamlike enough, the sun shone through the doorway as she walked in, giving her an almost ethereal quality.
Don't forget to comment and vote : P Emma Watson... It sounds like some kind of sleazy fantasy I had dreamed up on a lonely night. But when Emma Watson asks you to come to Sydney to meet her, you don't say no. *** It felt strange to sit the lobby of the Park Hyatt Hotel in Sydney Harbour at Emma Watson's invitation and knowing we were likely going to continue where we left off was a strange situation to be in.
It was the best day and a half of my life; and I can't tell anyone about it. And yet, I have her panties hidden in my wardrobe at home like some sort of trophy. This was beginning to feel like the most elaborate and expensive booty call in history.
The support for the previous part was overwhelming. She said she might give me a call next time she was in Australia, but I never expected she would.
I have one more part written for this storyline, and i'll post it if I get a decent amount of support for this one! Hollywood actresses don't seek out the company of junior lawyers in Australia who they've only knew for an accumulated total of only 40 hours.
She walked up to me and hugged me like an old friend. That same perfume I remembered from all those months back filled the air again as her hair brushed against my face and her arms wrapped around me in a warm embrace.