swallowed up by the horde of people.
“Gavin! Gavin!” I yelled, but to no avail. Everyone else was yelling his name, too.
Someone bumped into me, and I dropped the cake, splattering chocolate and frosting all over the sidewalk. I was afraid to bend over and pick it up, fearing I might get trampled over. I tried to push my way through the crowd to get back to Gavin. I felt a hand on my arm, and a tugging toward the center of the group. Gavin had found me and pulled me to safety next to him.
“Hey!” he shouted to a man who tried to push me away again. “Don’t hurt her!”
Gavin pulled me close and we walked quickly, trying to lose the swarm of people. The longer the followed us, the bigger the crowd seemed to get. They snapped pictures of Gavin and I, screamed questions at him, and kept pursuing us no matter how fast we picked up our pace.
We reached Gavin’s car and he opened the door and helped me in. Some of the paparazzi snapped pictures of me as I got in the car, and I felt a little violated. This was not something I was prepared to deal with- I was still just an unknown actress, and being chased by paparazzi was not something I had anticipated as part of the evening’s events.
“Gavin! Who’s the girl? Someone you’re seeing?” I heard someone yell.
“She’s a friend,” was all Gavin said as he walked over to the driver’s side of the car.
I knew he wouldn’t say that we were in a relationship because of his manager’s request, but I couldn’t quite help but wonder if he still saw me as just a friend. In all the excitement of our passion, I had never stopped to question where this relationship would be going. Was it just a fling during filming, or would it continue to bloom?
Gavin got in the car and locked the doors. Cameras continued to flash, and Gavin drove slowly away so he wouldn’t hit anyone with the car. It was almost like driving through honey, but once we got out of the parking lot, we were able to get on our way in peace.
“I’m so sorry about that, Megan,” Gavin said. “I had no idea they’d be there. I don’t even know how they knew where we were- and I just don’t get why they’d even care.”
“Gavin, you’re a pretty big star now,” I said. “Maybe it was the waitress or something. She seemed a little sketchy.”
Gavin laughed quietly.
“You’re not jealous, are you?” he asked.
“No,” I lied. “Well, she was just talking to you a lot. You might as well been there by yourself. I was completely invisible to her.”
“She’s just a waitress,” he said, taking my hand. “In my mind, you were the only one there. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”
“Gavin,” I hesitated. “Can I ask you a question?”
Gavin nodded, “Anything, yea.”
“I hate to seem like the stereotypical woman, but did you mean it when you told that photographer that we were just friends?”
Gavin squeezed my hand.
“I didn’t want to say that,” he said. “I just knew my manager wouldn’t approve if I said otherwise, and he’s been on my back ever since I told him about us, worried I’m going to slip up or something and spill the beans. He’s terrified that us being together is going to affect the box office when this film premieres. He even told my agent, so now they’re both breathing down my neck about it. There was no way I could say what I really wanted to say- I wanted to shout from the rooftops that you’re my girl, and I’m your guy. I wanted to tell those people that you’re the most amazing girl in the world, and that you’re the only one for me.”
I smiled.
“So I’m your girl?”
“If you want to be. If you’ll have me.”
My smile stretched from ear to ear, and I held Gavin’s hand tighter.
“More than anything,” I said.
We sat in a comfortable silence as we drove down the road. The stars had begun twinkling above us. Gavin kept peering over at me from time to time. When I shivered, he turned on the heat for me. Little
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