i don't know how premiers really work, so sorry if i fail...

"look at the queen." rdj claps as i walk into the restaurant area. i lost finn on the red carpet... whoops.

"i know right, she's gorgeous." scarlett agrees with him. "aw, you guys are too nice." i giggle walking up to the free food table.

"there she is! y/n we need you!" jon screams as i look up. "huh?" i mumble grabbing several mini cupcakes.

"c'mon!" he grabs my forearm dragging me with him. "where are we going?" i ask before shoving a cupcake into my mouth.

"interview." he weaves in between people.

"shiz." i mumble almost dropping my cupcakes. "is it with like a tom or a chris or zoe?" my mood lightens. "no, finn." he simply says. i gasp, "why? and you found the dude?" so many things race through my mind.

"with tom, paul, and his daughter, of course." jon stops in front of a big glass room. though, i couldn't see who was in there. "alright." i nod.

"go in there and show your teeth." jon claps, basically pushing me into the room. "but my cupcake!" i whisper yell as one falls on the ground.

"-and that's when i scream, 'i love him!'" a high pitched, scratchy voice makes me cringe as i look around the room.

i see tom next to paul and finn next to, im assuming pauls daughter.

they were in the mist of laughing until they saw me. just little ol' me with my cupcakes.

"don't let me be a bother." i laugh, sitting next to tom.

"whose pauls daughter?" i ask tom. "(e/n). she seems too full of her self." he whispers back. my eyes widen.

this was the girl. oh fook.

"your y/n!" she says with the most fakest smile i have ever seen. i nod and glance at finn.

she must have seen it, as she grabs his hand and moves closer to him.

i groan. "what's up?" tom asks concerned. "that's finn's girlfriend." i cover my face and wait for the interviewer.

"for this interview, i think it'd be best for (e/n) to leave." finn blurts out, and remove his hand from hers. he gets up and sits down next to me.

"it's fine. she can stay." i fake smile at her. she just rolls her eyes, "ill be outside, finnlard." she waves goodbye to finn and glares at me for a second.

"if she's lucky, she'll make it out alive." i mumble towards tom. tom chuckles.

••••

"so how'd you and finn meet?" the interviewer leans in interested. finn and i glance at each other. "snapchat." finn replies with a goofy grin on his face. "finn was very flirtatious." i wink towards finn and face the interviewer.

"oh, speaking of flirting and relationships, y/n how do you feel about finn and (e/n)?" the interviewer raises an eyebrow.

"um." everyone's looking at me... great. "i can't say much. i haven't seen them together in person." i quickly say.

"are you jealous of them?"

"no, finns a friend." lie he's like a best friend. "and i can't judge (e/n). i have to meet her first. then ill tell ya." i gulp looking at tom. he gives me thumbs up.

"ok, finn, how do you feel about y/n and wyatt?" the interviewer turns their knees to face finn. finn nervously fidgets.

"uh, id have to, um, say that w-wyatt is a very lucky man." he blushes looking at me. "and... that's all." he mumbles. poor guy.

"okay?" the interviewer nods, a little confused, and faces tom.

"do you miss tessa?"

"very."

••••

after 20 minuets, we are let out and we all go our separate ways.

"here." zoe hands me a paper toweled something. i open it and gasp. it's a big cupcake.

"don't eat it! give it to (e/n)." she devilishly grins. "what's in it?" i ask interested.

"let's just say it'll make her feel extremely tired." zoe pats my shoulder and walks away.

"this'll be great." i mumble heading over to (e/n) and someone else.

"hey (e/n)! i baked a cupcake for you." i fake smile as she turns around. i can see her disgusted look.

"for me?" she lightens up. "yep. my recipe, with a secret ingredient." my mind evil laughs as i hand her the paper towel.

she grabs it and turns around, back facing me now. i clap and head over to finn talking with pratt.

"good evening fellas." i grin snatching some food. "hey. finn was just telling me about you becoming a singer." pratt grins. i blush, "that was just a silly dream." i nervously laugh.

"he also showed me a video of you singing." pratt added. "wha-how?" i frown and look at finn.

"you sent me one when we weren't so close. and i saved it." finn smiles.

"o-oh."

"anyways, i can see with an old friend to get you a record." pratt pulls out his phone. "wait, your kidding right?" i lean in.

"nope, i actually have a friend who is a music genius." he shrugs, grinning.

"this can't be happening!" i squeal, hugging pratt and finn.