Sharon Stone Imagines

Sharon Stone x Reader

Y/n's POV

Walking into the house after a long and painful lunch with my ex Charlize I want nothing more than to fall into bed with a groan but I'm too wired to do so. I had almost exposed mine and Sharon's relationship to Charlize where anyone could have heard us and I only just stopped myself from doing so. Ugh, why the hell did she have to try and kiss me? Why couldn't she just settle on the fact that I had moved on and was with someone else? Pacing the length of the living room I freeze in my steps when I hear Sharon in the kitchen and feel my blood run cold while tears build in my eyes. Fighting back my rising panic I slowly make my way into the kitchen making her look up from her phone with a smile and I smile back silently as I move to grab a bottle of water from the fridge but she stops me as she catches my hand. Pulling me into her gently I close my eyes as I rest my head on her shoulder making her tighten her hold on me slightly and that just makes me feel worse.

"How was lunch with Charlize?" She asks me quietly and I shake my head at that question as I pull away from her. Moving over to the fridge I grab a bottle of water out and turn to look at her as I take a sip from it, flinching slightly when I see the worry in her eyes. "Y/n, what happened? You're never this quiet and I can see the fear in your eyes so would you just talk to me darling? What happened at lunch?"

"Lunch was fine until we were saying goodbye and then I almost fucked up! One thing! One fucking thing and I can't even... I was so close to revealing everything Sharon. She pushed me to the very edge of exposing us and I swear I wanted to slap her then and there." I tell her with a hand running through my hair and she looks at me with wide eyes before they start to harden. "She tried to kiss me when we were saying goodbye even though I had told her about fifteen times that I'm with someone and I was so close to telling her that we were together! And what's worse is that if I had we were in a place where everyone would have heard me." I explain and she looks at me for a moment before leaving the kitchen silently, probably going back to her studio, making my panic come back tenfold. Letting my tears fall as I move over to the kitchen table I sit down heavily and hide my face in my hands as every negative thought runs through my head.

"Y/n? Hey what's going on? Have you and mum had a fight?" Roan asks as he comes into the room and I look up at him as I wipe away my tears making him frown. "What's happened? Why are you crying?"

"It's nothing sweetheart, don't you worry about it." I tell him softly as I get up from the table and he looks at me worriedly. "I'm fine sweetheart, honestly." I say as I hug him softly before heading up to mine and Sharon's bedroom where I fall onto the bed with a fresh wave of tears in my eyes. I swear to fuck if Charlize had just fucked up my relationship I will kill her!

Sharon's POV

Sitting in my studio I try to wrap my head around what y/n had just told me. Charlize had tried to kiss her and in an attempt to get rid of the unwanted advance y/n almost told her about our relationship, almost outing us to everyone in the process. I don't know what I'm angrier about honestly, the fact that Charlize tried to kiss her despite y/n making it clear that she was in a relationship or the fact that our secret was almost outed for everyone to know because I was the one to encourage y/n to have lunch with the bitch. I was the one that told her that everything would be fine and talked her into going even though she had sworn off talking to her long ago. I was so deep in my thoughts that I hadn't heard anyone come into the studio until someone clears their throat making me look up and see Roan leaning against the doorframe looking confused.

"What's going on with y/n?" He asks and I look at him with a raised eyebrow. "I just found her on the verge of a panic attack in the kitchen but when I asked her what was wrong she just shut me out and went upstairs." He tells me and my stomach drops at that. I hadn't even thought about how y/n was feeling right now! I had seen the fear and panic in her eyes as she spoke and just left without saying anything! What the hell is wrong with me?