The Late Late Show (pt 5)
Andrew Garfield x famous! reader
In which y/n and andrew are in fact not dating but no one is buying it and andrew may not be the only one with heart eyes for y/n
warnings: tiny bit smutty (mentions of sex), some handsy stuff, oral but barely, mentions of underage drinking, swearing, dumbasses in love, hot british men
all characters are 18+, reader is 20 Andrew is 21
If someone asked you how you ended up with your back pressed against the wall of your dressing room with andrew’s lips on yours and his hand down your pants you’d tell them that you had absolutely no idea. When you had invited him to your dressing room to hang out you really did intend to watch a movie or something but turns out the tv in your dressing room doesn’t actually work so you just ended up talking. Andrew’s quite an expressive conversationalist and likes to talk with his hands and you can’t really help but let your eyes drift to them every once in a while. That night that you and Andrew had shared together was supposed to be a one-off: a get him out of your system type thing, but you think it might’ve made that little fire inside you glow a little brighter for him. You’ve been spending the last couple days attached at the hip and doing interview after interview with him and you’ve caught yourself letting your eyes linger a bit too long on his hands or his lips -god his lips- but honestly who could blame you? Especially now that you are very familiar with exactly how good they feel on your lips and on your-
“Earth to y/n” Andrew announces waving a hand in front of your face. “think I lost you there for a second”
“sorry I just uh- tired, what were you saying”
“just wanted to make sure that we” he gestures between the two of you “are okay”
“yea? why wouldn’t we be”
“no reason, it’s just- after the other night I just wanted to make sure that nothing changed ya know? I don’t want things to be different between us” he was lying. he wanted things to be different. As cheesy as it sounds, he wanted more with you. He wanted to wake up next to you, to hear you complain about your day, to take you on dates, to hold your hand while walking down the street. He wanted you to be his. But every time he got close to confessing the depth of his feelings to you the words got stuck and his throat and he was terrified that you wouldn’t feel the same and that it would ruin your friendship and he thinks not having you in his life at all might kill him so he decided to settle on taking whatever you’d give him.
“don’t worry about it okay? I mean it was just a one time thing like just a nice night”
“oh wow ‘a nice night’ that’s all I get?” he says with a nudge to your shoulder.
“yea but that’s what you should say about our movie marathons or i dunno- having dinner with your grandma, not us having sex”
“okay 1: we didn’t have sex, we hooked up and 2: please never mention me having sex and my grandma in the same sentence ever again”
“I mean if we wanna disregard the basic patriarchal idea of what sex is then oral sex kinda does count as-”
“stop using the phrase oral sex, you sound like an old man”
“alright then would you rather me just say I ate your pu-”
“what? do you want me to be quiet so you can bruise my ego again?”
“I’m not trying bruising your ego, what’s wrong with me saying it was nice??”
“oh i don’t know, I was looking for more of an ‘oh andrew, it was mindblowing’-”
“i don’t sound like that” you add but he ignores you and continues his little rant.
“or at least an ‘it was great’ because with the way that i remember your legs shaking around my head ‘nice’ seems like a bit of an understatement”
“well maybe you don’t remember correctly” you challenge.
“well maybe you just need a reminder” oh... oh.
Andrew’s mouth tends to work a bit faster than his brain and he’s about to apologize for being so forward when you take a step closer to him because he’s not the only one that struggles with impulse control.
“maybe I do” yea, that’s the last straw for him and suddenly his hands are on your face, lips meeting yours as he back you against the wall of your dressing room and god do you hope these walls aren’t thin. It didn’t take long for his hands to travel south, playing with the waistband of the sweats you’ve been lounging around in. He separates his lips from yours momentarily to mutter an “is this okay?” to which you nod frantically. He brings his lips back to yours, slipping his tongue into your mouth as his hand ventures into your pants. You moan into his mouth when his fingers rub circles around your clit causing him to chuckle against your lips before moving his mouth to your ear.
“feel nice?” he definitely put some extra emphasis on that second word and you probably would’ve had a witty answer prepared for him if his fingers weren’t currently making your head spin.
At some point his shirt was thrown somewhere across the room he ended up helping you out of your sweatpants and underwear and was now on his knees in front of you, peppering kisses up your leg. He doesn’t waste much time before bringing your leg to rest over his shoulder and licking a stripe up your core that makes you shudder. His lips attach to your clit and your hand finds its way into his hair.
Your mind was buzzing, fully intoxicated by him: his hands on you, lips on you, the way that he talked, the way that he smelled, the way that someone was knocking on your door-
wait what? Originally you thought you might have imagined it, that is until you hear another three knocks on the door that send both you and Andrew into a panic.
“shit, shit, shit!” you whisper yell as you and andrew separate from each other and start frantically searching for your clothes. “just a second!” you yell toward the door as you fumble to yank your pants that you’d found strewn across a chair up your legs.
“you need to hide” you direct towards andrew pushing him towards the closet in your dressing room.
“what why? can’t we can just say I was hanging out in here?”
“Look at us” and that’s when Andrew turns to examine your appearance in one of the many body mirrors in the room and takes in how disheveled you both look: swollen lips, messy hair, not to mention the fact that he was still shirtless.
“you know what I think I’ll hide”
“oh what a great and original idea that no one’s ever had before” you retort as andrew settles himself among your many outfit options and you slide the closet door closed before trying to look as presentable as possible to answer the door.
You pull it open and your eyes widen when you see your director, Mindy Kailing, looking back at you. Mindy ‘very successful woman in hollywood’ Kailing. Mindy ‘I literally only gave you one rule and it was not to get involved with your costar’ Kailing. Mindy ‘absolutely has the power to fire you’ Kailing.
“heyyy Mindy, sorry about the wait I was uh- napping”
“oh no worries dear” she starts, letting herself into your dressing room carrying a package. “now, I know they’ve given you plenty of options to wear for the interview tonight but we got sent this beautiful Versace dress that I just think you would love” she rambles pulling out what may be the most expensive looking dress you’ve ever seen.
“of course, be careful though this thing costs about 7 college tuitions”
“you’re going to look amazing, let me hang it up for you” she says before starting to make her way toward your closet and it’s at this point when you remember the very british, very shirtless, very much your costar and did you mention shirtless man that’s hiding in there.
“no, no” you interrupt her path by stepping between her and your dressing room closet. “we should uh- just keep it out here i mean, a dress like this should definitely be out in the light don’t you think?”
“I like the way you think!” she responds and hooks the dress into an empty display rack instead. “alright, they need you in the makeup chair in 10! also have you seen andrew? they sent a suit for him as well but he wasn’t in his dressing room when I checked.”
“nope” you respond probably a bit too quickly. “haven’t seen him but he’s probably somewhere you know him always uh- somewhere”
“right well if you see him let him know I left it in his dressing room”
“perfect thanks!” you reply shutting the door behind her as she exits.
You let out a sigh of relief before heading over the closet to let andrew out. He scrambles out and stands up stretching his limbs.
“You know for a professional liar, you’re not a very good liar. how would you even take a nap in here? there’s not even a couch” he comments.
“well she bought it, didn’t she? so stop making fun of me and go get your suit”
“woww, you’re kicking me out? after I was so nice to you” he says picking up his shirt off the floor and he’s not even facing you but you can hear the smugness in his voice.
“ Welcome back to the Late Late Show” introduces James Corden. “Tonight, we’ve got two of the hottest stars on the planet right now, give it up for Y/n Y/l/n and Andrew Garfield!”
“Happy to be here James!” Andrew responds clad in his new suit that he simply looks far too good in.
“Well I am happy that you’re here. Now Andrew we’ve had you on the show before but Y/n you’ve just had an incredible past few months. You’ve just been nominated for a daytime Emmy award for lead actress in a drama or comedy series- one of the youngest to ever be nominated for that by the way, how are you feeling about all of this?”
“It’s crazy. I’ve never done anything on this scale before but the cast and crew is so amazing at what they do that it really just becomes like this big fun game of pretend that I get to do for a few months and I really hope we get to continue this story and find out what happens to these characters because I think I’ve grown pretty fond of them”
“And so has quite literally the entire world, ‘This is the Life’ is absolutely smashing all kinds of records right now and people are going crazy for it and especially going crazy for the dynamic between your characters, can you tell us a bit about that?” James asks.
“Well without giving any spoilers,” andrew begins “ I’m just really excited to see where they end up because they definitely tend to bicker like cats and dogs and are normally quite rude to each other for most of their interactions but I think in like this weird cosmic way Max needs Ash because she’s one of the only people that sees straight through this kind of facade that he’s built to protect himself so she’s kind of one of the few people who really sees him”
“I love that. People are absolutely losing their minds over the Max and Ashlynn dynamic. They’re calling them Maxlynn online, have you guys seen that?”
“Yea, I’m not going to lie I tend to lurk on twitter pretty often” you answer, “and I just find it so funny because Tom and Zendaya play Harry and Iris who are this adorable and stable couple with this super healthy foundation and relationship and then I’ll see tweets that are like ‘yea yea whatever wholesome love sounds great, but the ones that seem like they want to kill each other? yea, make them kiss in the rain right now or else lol’ and then they’ll like tag Mindy.” Your anecdote gets a laugh from andrew as well as James and the audience.
“Speaking of tweets, we got absolutely bombarded with them when it was announced that we were having you two on show. This fandom is no joke and we’ve got a lot of questions that came in for you guys so we thought it would be fun if we throw a few of these questions at you” James prompts.
“yea go ahead” “sounds good”
“Lovely, alright the first one is from user y/ndefenselawyer-”
“wow great username” you comment.
“absolutely and they want to know what is your favorite memory from set”
“oh gosh there’s so many” you start.
“the college party was fun” andrew comments to you.
“oh yea i almost forgot about that” you nudge andrew prompting him to tell the story.
“so basically on this show we’re playing a bunch of college aged kids and we are a bunch of college aged kids but none of us have ever actually been to college and I think it was actually Timothee’s idea but Tom will take credit for it if you ask him but the idea was that we should attend an actual university for a few days and the network was like oh yea that’s a great idea so they literally enrolled the seven of us into classes at USC for like 3 days” andrew starts.
“so you were all just taking actual college classes?”
you nod and add “yea and it worked out really well because we’re all the right age and the show cast hadn’t been announced yet and it’s like one of my first projects so I was chilling like no one was interrogating me but it was hilarious watching everyone else just gaslight anyone who came up to them like someone was talking to Florence and asked if she was in Little Women and she’d just be like ‘ugh why do people always say I look like that girl’ and like stomp away from them”
“That’s hilarious,” James comments “so what’s this about a party?”
“we had literally only been there for about a day and a half and somehow y/n had already gotten the entire USC basketball team to fall in love with her-”
“they were not in love with me” you remark swatting his shoulder.
“right right” he responds before mouthing a ‘they were in love with her’ at the audience which earned him some laughs. “so they ended up inviting all of us to this huge party that they throw every year and ya know, none of us really got the college experience so we were like well we have to go. And for legal reasons I’m going to say that the rest of this story is completely hypothetical so we all went to this like massive rager and were out until like 4 in the morning and had an 8 am call time to be on set the next day and we all show up ridiculously hung over, hypothetically of course, and when Mindy shows up to start shooting we’re all just exhausted laying on the floor of the break room and she walks in and observes all of our lifeless bodies on the ground and just goes ‘i don’t want to know’ and walks back out”
“Well now she knows” you added
“She does indeed, but I take it you lot had a great time”
“ Speaking of love this next question is from user heartsgarfield, and they want to know... are you two dating?”
“well.... no” “mmm.... no we’re not” you and andrew chime in over each other.
“okay, you’re saying no” james responds
“can i be honest- I don’t believe you”
“we really aren’t” you add.
“there’s no way you two haven’t made out” James accuses and you get a momentary flashback to the earlier escapades in your dressing room.
“we haven’t” you insist, lying your ass off.
“why not? i mean you’re hot, you’re hot-” James gestures at the two of you.
“ya know, i’ve tried to make a move and she just tells me to get lost” Andrew jokes.
“wait so you have made a move”
“that’s not true, he’s a liar” you defend.
“see how mean she is to me” andrew earns a laugh from the audience.
“hold on let’s unpack this-”
“we’re just kidding we aren’t actually dating” you interrupt James.
“yea no we’re truly we’re not-” Andrew chimes in.
“you’re both suddenly getting very defensive” James accuses
“we’re not being defensive, we’re just saying we haven’t made out” you reply.
“I don’t care” you finish earning a round of laughter and applause from James and the audience.
“Alright we’ll be right back with more Late Late Show after the break!”
“Welcome back to the Late Late Show, we are here with Y/n Y/l/n and Andrew Garfield from the new hit series ‘This is the Life’ now streaming on Netflix. Now y/n” James directs his attention towards you.
“uh oh” you respond which gets some laughs.
“a little birdie told me, you’re quite the music fan. I’ve heard that being a bit of a music fanatic is quite your style”
“it seems that your fans have noticed this as well” James laughs, “and if you turn your attention to the screen we’d like to share this fan made video beautifully titled y/n y/l/n mentioning harry styles in interviews for a minute straight”
“oh no way” Andrew laughs from beside you.
You bury your head is your hands as the video plays of you talking about how much you loved harry styles and bringing him up every chance you got and you just keep your head down until the video ends.
James clears his throat “So are you a Harry Styles fan cause I couldn’t really tell how you felt about him from the video it’s a bit unclear”
“you’re sick James,” You shake your head at him.
“You know what would really be sick is if Harry Styles was here right now”
“That would be really crazy”
“don’t- James I cannot mentally do this right now” You start panicking which sends Andrew into a fit of laughter and applause.
“You know we’re friends right-”
“James I’m being so serious-”
“like how crazy would it be if he was just right over there” James teases gesturing to stage left which makes everyone look.
“well he’s not there” James states gaining laughs from everyone as you place your hand over your heart to calm your nerves.
“god that was so stressful” you sigh.
“yea he’s not over there. and that’s because he’s right over here, ladies and gentlemen welcome tonight’s surprise musical guest Mr. Harry Styles!”
You think your heart might’ve stopped as Harry walked in waving to the audience before shaking hands with James, and then Andrew, and finally comes to greet you with a hug and a “Hi love, wonderful to meet you, you look amazing” and you return his sentiment before he takes a seat on the other side of you.
“so y/n how are you feeling?” James asks.
“i literally have no idea what’s happening” you respond.
“if it makes you feel any better, I’m quite the fan of you as well” harry comments.
“mm serious, I think I binged your show for like 3 days straight”
“i think i binged your album for like 3 days straight”
“See how lovely is that” James adds “Ladies and gentlemen, we’ll be back with a perfomance from Harry Styles after the break!” James cuts to commercial as you continue to chat with Harry, unaware of the way that Andrew shifts uncomfortably in his seat.
There’s no way that that just happened. You essentially just made you late night show debut and got to meet a super hot celebrity crush all in one night and your still trying to process it all when you return to your dressing room, immediately removing your heels and crashing on the couch. The couch? Last time you checked, your dressing room didn’t have a couch and that’s when you look around and notice the rack decorated in a multitude of different suits and are starting to put 2 and 2 together before Harry just does it for you and walks into his dressing room startling you and causing you to jump up from the couch.
“m’sorry, didn’t mean to frighten you!” Harry states seemingly more concerned with the thought that he might’ve scared you rather than wondering why you were in his dressing room in the first place.
“I’m so sorry, I thought this was my dressing room. They took the name cards down and I didn’t realize that this wasn’t-”
“no worries, love. no man in their right mind is going to complain about finding a beautiful woman in his dressing room, but I’m sure your boyfriend is waiting on you”
“my boyfriend?” you question.
“don’t worry, I won’t go telling any tabloids on you but I’m just assuming that the guy who follows you around like a lovesick puppy would be your boyfriend” andrew.
“oh we aren’t- I mean he’s not my boyfriend” you respond, hopeful that Harry didn’t catch the tinge of sadness in your voice at the phrase ‘not my boyfriend’.
“does he know that?” he asks to which you just respond with a dry laugh and decide on changing the subject.
“so did you see my whole fangirl meltdown out there?”
“course not” he responds immediately before proceeding to go “James I can’t mentally handle this right now James I’m being so serious”
“oh god, that’s so embarrassing”
is harry styles flirting with you right now
“I should uh probably get going and-”
“have you got any plans later?”
“uh unless you count a date with my couch then no”
“well if your couch doesn’t mind, would you like to come to a party with me?”
did harry styles just ask you out?
a/n: hot british men obsessed w y/n alert!!! sorry this part took so long guys i’ve been swamped with homework. anyways I’m picturing like 20-21 yr old harry for this story so like prince hair era but you can picture whichever one you want!
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