Note- More made up fun, based in celebrity, but fictional nevertheless. Written for MissWatsonsSissyonLit. Enjoy. Special thanks to Mrs 123z for the practical.
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February, 2022.
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Emma Watson did not believe in coincidence, but what occurred in February made her think twice. It had been while Emma was watching England against France in the Six Nations tournament on television, that she had a flashback to one of her ex-lovers. Himself a rugby player.
Famous from a young age for playing the role of Hermione Granger, Emma Watson was one of those rare actresses who enjoyed a balanced, normal life despite being one of the most recognized and highest-earning stars of the famous franchise. Her meteoric rise to fame was nothing short of magical. With virtually no professional acting experience, she had been propelled into international stardom with her very first film. She became a regular at fashion shows, befriended legendary fashion icons like Karl Lagerfeld and often arrived at red carpet events swathed in haute couture. The fashion house Burberry took notice of the budding fashionista and signed Watson to be the new face of the brand in 2009.
It had been a few years since she had split from hunky rugby player boyfriend Matthew Janney. After what seemed a solid relationship, reports have emerged that suggested the actress and the 22-year-old American born student had broken up but had remained friends. Matthew and Emma had been dating for over a year, but spent most of their time apart due to Emma's demanding work schedule and his university studies.
Contrary to reports, the pair had not moved in together, but the break-up had been described as 'amicable' by a spokesman for the actress. in fact, the pair had broken up in December 2014, and Watson had honestly stated that the split was "horrendous." Still, Emma explained at the time that overall, her dating experiences have been good ones. Her past boyfriends had generally made her feel "really cherished. They've built me up," the U.N. Women Goodwill Ambassador said, as she opened up about the difficulties of dating, and whether guys find her intimidating.
"I certainly haven't found that with doing all that I do or being all that I am, that I've struggled in my love life," she said. "I just think it's very patronizing towards men. It undermines them."
Watching the game now brought up many happy memories with Matty, but also sadly, his several infidelities. Let's face the facts: Emma Watson is a total catch. Not only did she manage to go from tiny film star to stunning young starlet while managing to bypass any awkward teenage years, she also became an inspiring role model for young women everywhere. Her speech made to the UN on behalf of the #HeForShe campaign, which promotes gender equality, was just the latest wonderful Watson act to catch our eye and remind us that this unique beauty is a total feminist queen. Not to mention, she's a goodwill ambassador for UN Women, a Brown University graduate, and incredibly rich and famous to boot. We know so much about how Watson is making waves on and off screen, but we don't know much about the lucky young man who once captured her heart.
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Like the rest of us, the end of lockdowns had been long overdue. Emma had ventured out to a local bar close to where she lived, for a pleasant night out as soon as Spring arrived. Despite her fame and familiarity, she was not bothered by anybody as she sat alone at the bar. It was good to be out and about again, and the laughter and chatter of her fellow drinkers, was most welcome.
"Okay, Greg. How have you been?"
The forty year old owner of the bar topped up Emma's gin and tonic and spread his hands.
"It's been rough, Emma. Being closed for months, and then the distancing. I tell you, it's good to be back."
"Cheers to that."
Emma held her glass up and smiled. It was just then that she felt, rather than saw, the tall figure standing right behind her, but she didn't bring herself to turn around and check.
"Evening." Said a male in an American accent.
Emma slowly turned on her stool. She confronted the bearded man standing ridiculously close to her back and grinning down at her. She could feel the heat radiating off his body as she gradually realised that she knew him.
"You!"
Matthew Janney lifted his glass of beer and smiled broadly.
"Hi, babe. Long time, and so on. Can I get you another? G and T, isn't it?"
"Sod off! You're a total git. You know that?"
Emma turned her back and fumed into her glass.
"Me? What did I do?"
Emma faced him again with a scowl and narrowed eyes. He was tall, a good eight inches taller than her 5'5 frame. His shoulders were broad and his dark green rugby shirt pulled slightly to contain his typical footballer physique. And his jeans hung low on his narrow waist.
"It's not what you did, but WHO you did. Git!"
"AW! Come on. Can't we still be friends?"
He reached forward to the bar to place his glass down and his fingers brushed hers, sending an electric jolt that made her jump back. He leaned down to her eye level and looked her straight in the eyes.
"I know, babe. I felt it too."
Bastard! The hunk had mesmerised her from the first time they had met. One glance, one smile, was all it took, and she was his. They had gone to bed that very night, and the sex was amazing. He was the only one at that time who could excite both her body and mind. Unfortunately, he had no concept of the word, no. And as a consequence, whenever other women hit on him, he caved in and slept with them.
"But, Em?"
He looked her directly in the eyes unapologetically and didn't waiver the entire time he drank his beer.
"You still here?" She huffed.
"You had me all confused. When we stopped seeing each other, you said you weren't ready for a relationship. I completely understood that because of everything you had going on. You needed time and space, and had a career to pursue. Yet, you started dating someone not long after that. So you didn't really need time? Am I right, or am I right?"
