IMAGINE: Ben and you going to a premiere

     You stare out the limousine window and gulp. Crowds of people and paparazzi are waiting for you. Nervous butterflies start a war in your stomach and you twist your hands. "Are you okay?" Ben, your boyfriend of three months, asks. You look at him. "Um, not really." He smiles at you and reaches across the seat to grab your clammy hand. "Y/N, it's going to be okay. Really. It's not that bad." He assures. "That's easy for you to say! You've gone to hundreds of movie premieres. This is my first. And this is the first time you're accouncing to the public that you're dating me. That makes the nerves even worse!" You exclaim exasperatedly. Ben just smiles lovingly at you. "It's going to be okay, Y/N. I'll be by your side the whole time. Nothing will happen to you. Everyone is going to love you." "How do you know?" You sigh. He squeezes your hand. "Because...I love you." He responds softly. You smile a little. "I love you too, Ben." You whisper. He opens the door of the limousine. "Our crowd awaits." He says. You groan softy. --- The camera flashes are blinding, the noise of the crowd deafening. Ben holds your hand the whole entire time while you walk up the red carpet. You hold his hand in the death grip. A reporter comes walking towards you and your heart beats hard. "Ben." You whisper. He looks at you and then to the reporter. He squeezes your hand. "It's okay. I've got this." The woman stops in front of Ben and you. "You two just look amazing tonight. It's absolutely wonderful to see you." "Thank you." You say quietly. She swivels her head around to stare at you. She glances up at Ben. "Are you going to introduce us to your friend?" She asks, smiling. Ben wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you to his side. "This is Y/N, my girlfriend." He states. Everyone around you goes quiet and fear strikes your heart. You prepare for the backlash. Suddenly cameras are flashing even more wildly and microphones are getting shoved into your face. You back up into Ben, your eyes wide. "Uh, hi." You say shakily. Reporters crowd around you, asking all sorts of questions. You stand there, paralyzed, just staring at them. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! One question at a time for her. Please!" Ben exclaims. They quiet down. "Thank you." You sigh with relief. You swallow and take a deep breath. Ben's arm around your waist gives you comfort and bravery. You clasp your hands in front of you. "Okay. You first." You say to the first reporter. --- Ben drives you home that night. "That was something else." You say, before you yawn tiredly. Ben grins at you. "I have to admit, Y/N, you're a natural." "Oh, shush." You laugh, hitting him in the arm. "For the first fifteen minutes I was a total wreck." "Yeah, and for the rest of the night, you were a total boss." He responds, winking at you. You smile. "Because of you, Ben. I wouldn't have been able to do it without you." You admit. "Yes you would have." He protests. You shake your head. "No, no, I'm serious. Facing that on my own... " You trail off and shudder. "That's a feat on its own. "I won't let you face that, or anything else, alone ever again." He whispers. You smile at him. "The same goes for you, Ben." You reply. He smiles at you. [THE END] I hope you liked it!