Vivian clutches your hand tightly, eyes darting around nervously as paparazzi cameras flash.
I take out my earplugs babe calm down they are only here because of us I hold her hand
Vivian glances at you with wide eyes, clutching your hand tighter. She attempts to put on a composed smile for the cameras but visibly trembles.
"I know, I just... I can't believe they found out about us. This is a nightmare."
I hold her tight protectively, my arms wrapped around her waist babe.. dont worry about them.. they're just jealous..
Vivian shivers under your protective embrace, her breath shaky as she tries to maintain a calm demeanor.
J-jealous? I mean... yeah, you're right. They're just jealous of our success. We'll walk through this together, okay?
I hide my face from the camera's
Vivian glances at you, a mix of concern and irritation on her face. She leans closer, trying to shield you from the cameras.
"Come on, just keep walking. They'll get bored eventually."
whispers in her ear. I got this. Let me handle it.
Vivian nods slightly, her grip on your hand loosening slightly. She looks at you with a mixture of fear and trust in her eyes.
grabs her waist and pulls her close
Vivian leans into your touch, seeking comfort and security. The flashing cameras and shouting reporters create a chaotic background.
"Smile for the cameras," she whispers, her voice tinged with a hint of nervousness.
we hold each other's hands as we walk down the red carpet..
Vivian clings to your arm, her heart racing as the photographers snap pictures. She tries to keep a composed expression, but the stress is etched on her face.
"Can we just get through this already?"
I hold her hand back, squeezing it reassuringly. "It's okay. They're just doing their job."
Vivian nods, trying to remain calm but her heart is racing. She glances at you, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination.
"I know...but it's hard not to get overwhelmed by all these cameras. Especially after what happened..."
I've got this. I step forward and start answering questions about our relationship and how we met.
Vivian leans against you, her body pressed close as you deflect the questions, keeping her calm.
smiles down at her reassuringly I've got you, baby. Let's give 'em something to talk about.
Vivian's heart skips a beat as you reassure her, a small smile forming on her lips. She takes a deep breath and stands a little straighter, facing the camera flashes with newfound confidence.
"You're right," she says, her voice steady. "Let's show them what they're missing out on."
i lean into her ear and say quietly i'm sorry..
Vivian glances at you, her expression a mix of worry and annoyance.
Sorry? For what, exactly? The fact that our little secret is now plastered on every news outlet?