CILLIAN MURPHY

I am certainly not losing her to a fucking pilot. An enraging feeling engulfs my body as I stride back into the room. "We are finished, aren't we?" I question, slightly panting. The adrenaline pumps through my veins. Wes Craven confirms that we are indeed finished. "Great," I say and start collecting my belongings.
     "Where are you going?" Rachel questions confused. I am almost out of the room as she struggles to keep up. "I'm going to England," I reply, heading to the door. I do not notice that Rachel isn't walking up to me anymore. "Why?" I hear her ask. I glance over my shoulder and pause:
     "To ask the love of my life to be my girlfriend." I push the doors open and exit the building. All I need is to let her know that she is mine and that I am hers. I wanna be yours, Diana. The cab brings me to the airport, but the time seems to slow down. Too slow for my liking. I have been thinking of a way of asking her. Different ideas have crossed my mind, such as:
A letter, read by me; in front of her parents; a dating resume why I should be her boyfriend; flowers; a romantic dinner; an airplane with a banner; a sunset walk; call her; a starry night. Like I said, I have been thinking of several ways to ask her. I have been thinking for each of them.

Dearest Diana,

We both know I left without full closure? We both know something was missing before I left. Something is still missing and it made my head spin. The thought of you being unhappy made me sick. With those thoughts, I would only desire your touch and your presence. However, it was not meant to be since you were thousands of kilometres away from me.
We shared phone calls where we would tell each other how much we missed each other. How much we wanted to hold each other in the arms. I hope, by the time I am reading this letter to you, I have already held you in my arms. I hope that I've already overloaded you with kisses and affection. I am finally reunited with you as I am reading this letter to you.

There is a reason why I caught the earliest plane to surprise you. Not only made I a promise, but there is also a question I have been wanting to ask. I must admit, I have been coward. For weeks, I have been whining for you to be my girlfriend and you would always decline my offer with the words: "We hadn't even had our first date!" And then we finally had our couples of dates... And then I asked you nothing. I cannot tell you why, because I do not know either.
The main reason is that I am here now. I have suffered with the thought of you being unhappy and I am sure I have let you suffer as well. I am here to restore the damage I have caused with a simple question because I know you liked to be asked properly:

Diana Nolan, do I have the honour to call you my girlfriend and lover?
What will be your answer?

I have also been thinking about involving her parents and little sister. I know her family is important to her, leading me to the fact that it might be special for her and for them too to witness this. I imagine it after dinner where we are playing a game with a wine.
I would casually tell her than I am happy to see her. I would give her a piece of paper with a red heart drawn on it. Once she opened it, I will pop the question: "Now I have given you my heart, will you be my girlfriend?" Or something in that direction.
Deep in thought, I head to the right gate. I show them my boarding pass before they let me board. The adrenaline seems to have decreased, however, everything is going too slow. After half an hour, the airplane takes off into the air and not much later, my phone rings. Lady Diana. Without a second thought, I answer her call.
     "Hello, my lady," I greet. "Hi," she beams. She sounds happy. I clench my jaw as I push the thought of Atlas out of my head. "I miss you," she adds, which successfully warms my heart. "I miss you too," I reply. A smile graces my lips, knowing I am soon reunited with her. Only, she doesn't know.
"How is work?" she questions. Boring. No, it was interesting otherwise I hadn't auditioned for this role. "It was alright," I answer. "We read the script and talked about scenes. How was your day with Atlas?" "It was cool. We had lunch and we talked about several topics. Also the topic of this crush he has on me and we came to the conclusion that we would be better off as friends," she explains. It gives me a wave of guilt. I was jealous of a man who has a crush on her, while she handled the situation is a fine way. "That is good," I reply.
"What are you doing?" she questions. "I'm flying back home," I reply casually. "Fly home? How?" I chuckle before I reply: "It's a saying that you are home quick, but this time it is just a hotel." "Oooh, I was already thinking like huh, is he coming back to England? But no, hahah." I bite my lip to prevent myself from spoiling precious information. "No, but I will not break the promise," I reply. She chuckles, telling she is glad.
     "I need to go to the physiotherapist," she then announces. "Alright. Good luck, listen to him or her," I add. Another chuckle echoes through my ear. "Will do, Cillian. Talk to you later, bye." "Bye." The connection breaks as my mind drifts off to the third possible idea:

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

This application must be filled out in its entirety in order to be considered for the position that you are applying. Photographs may sway my opinion one way or the other, feel free to attach any that you think may help you gain this position.

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
1. Full Legal name: Cillian Murphy
2. Age: 27
3. Height: 175 cm
4. Weight: 68 kg
5. Eye color: blue
6. Measurements: ?
7. Natural hair color: brown
8. Current hair color: brown?

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
9. Home phone: -
10. Cell phone: +353 65824316
11. Email: [email protected]

𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔
12. Are you a virgin? Yes◦ No•
13. If no, how many past sexual partners have you had? 2
14. Have you ever had a sex change? Yes◦ No•
15. Do you smoke? Yes• No◦
16. Do you use any illegal substances? Yes◦ No•
17. Do you have kids? Yes◦ No•
18. If yes, how many? -
19. Do you workout? Yes◦ No•
20. Do you have a source of income? Yes• No◦
21. It yes, what is it? $65,500
22. Do you live on your own? Yes• No◦
23. If no, whom do you currently reside with? -
24. What kind of car do you drive? Bentley Continental
25. Furthest level of education? Bachelor degree
26. Do you have a history of mental illness? Yes◦ No•
27. Favourite sport & team: Football
28. Have you ever cheated on your girlfriend? Yes◦ No•
29. Do you cook? Yes• No◦
30. Do you have any siblings? Yes• No◦ (3)
31. What is your religion? Catholic (ish)
32. What is your political persuasion? -
33. How many piercings do you have? 0
34. How many tattoos do you have? 0
35. What is your current favourite movie of all time? Harry Potter and the Chambers of Secret
36. List your three favorite genres of music in order of most favorite to least favorite:
Irish music.

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔
37. What is your idea of a perfect date in three sentences or less? A picnic in the park, stargazing, romantic dinner, sunset walks, gallery visit
38. Explain why I should pick you as my boyfriend in one sentence: I am a gentleman who will show you love and affection as you deserve to be treated well
39. List any special skills that you may have that are relevant to this position: I will bring you comfort in a way you wish for
40. What do you want out of a relationship, specifically one with me? You have caught my eye and you are an extraordinary, beautiful woman who is independent enough to survive. However, the company of a man (me) wouldn't hurt. A man to grow old with, to make memories with.

I feel the application burning in my pocket, as if that will be the one. I have been thinking of a standard, but romantic dinner with flowers... But I don't know. It is adorable nonetheless, but if it suits my style? I would have to inform her mother which flowers she enjoys, besides a romantic dinner with flowers gives (in my opinion) too much away.
     I had this banner idea in my head, however I do not wish for too much attention. I am a private person in certain ways. So, the banner idea is erased from the possible ideas. I don't find a phone call fit in my style, it has crossed my mind in case I couldn't wait. However, that is not the case.
     This idea about a starry night paired with a sunset walk would be romantic. I would literally align the stars for her, telling her that I named one after her. The walk during sunset would have been perfect if she was able to walk certain amount of kilometers.
I am hesitating between the boyfriend application or the letter. I have done a few letters before, so perhaps the boyfriend application is more original. I stare out of the window, hoping time will pass soon. For that, I close my eyes before drifting off to sleep with Diana on my mind.

I watched Diana as she laid on the couch. I decided it was right time to give her my present. I walk up to her, causing her to look at me. "I have something for you," I speak and extend my hand with the envelope. She opens the envelope and unfolds the paper. "Is this your proposal to asking me to be your girlfriend?" she questions. "What if I don't want to."
I walk up to her and pin her to the bed. "You don't get to make the decision anymore," I say. "Say it. Say you'll become my girlfriend. Say yes — she giggled and shook her head — say yes. Yes. Yes. Say yes." Her giggle becomes uncontrollable as I close the distance between our lips and kiss her. "Say yes," I say, pulling away.
"Yes, Cillian."

I stir awake with a dream so fresh in my mind. It makes my heart flutter. I look out of the window, seeing land beneath us. We must be landing. And for that, I was right. Not fifteen minutes later and we landed in the United Kingdom. The adrenaline increases through my veins as a small knot forms in my stomach.
I push away any negative thought as I hail a cab. I inform the driver with the adres as the knot tightens. House Nolan isn't far away from the airport, I know. I am nervous for her reaction. I am nervous to see her. No, I am excited to see her. I'm longing to hold her in my arms, longing to call her mine. Which I will in a few hours.
The driver informs me that we have arrived. I paid him and gathered my stuff. I walk up to the door and wait for a couple of moments. Then my knuckles meet the door as I knock. The knot in my stomach tightens as I patiently wait for someone to open the door. I look up and meet Christopher's gaze, seeing him confused. "Cillian?" he questions. "I thought you were in America?" "I was," I lower my voice to a whisper. "But I have something to ask Diana, something important." He nods and allows me in. "You know the way," he says before leaving me in the hallway.
     I head up the stairs, noticing her door is closed. My heartbeat thunders in my chest as my breathing quickens. I bring my hand up to the door but before I knock, the door opens. Soon after, I meet her eyes.
     "Hi," I breathe.