Let Me Sign

"You missed the ending." Taylor mused and then chuckled
"It's called a cinema and I can watch it again." I replied
"Yup she's back" Robert chuckled, and loud laughing reached our ears.
Kristen and Caitlyn came out linked arm in arm to support each other while laughing.

So much happened that night, the after party they got us into was like a dream...
I'll have to tell you what really went down next time..

The beauty of the place, with twinkling lights and rose petals, like it was an inside joke. Taylor shifted around me nervously, while Caitlyn had disappeared.
"What?" I asked, slightly jumpy at being caught on film again
"Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, tilting my head up to look at him. I ended up getting lost in chocolate brown eyes
"No.. I'm not okay, but I'll live." I insisted, pulling myself away before I did something stupid like trip over, or before the paparazzi got a good look.
Swinging myself away from Taylor, I picked up a bottle from one of the many tables, cracking the lid open and taking a long gulp. I couldn't help but think back to that memory.
They always awoke when Robert was around, and my conclusions were drawing near as said person walked up to me, looking a little flushed
"Amelia" He told me, doing a similar thing to what Taylor had done earlier, and lifting my chin up, but instead he caressed with his thumb along my jaw, leaving a tingling sensation where his thumb traced
"Robert." I replied, inside a battle raged with my emotions, I needed to find out if he was the one from my memories. His hand trailed to my own, and he grabbed it, dragging me quickly and briskly through people. I saw faces pass, Peter, laughing and winking as I passed. Caitlyn giggling with Ashley Greene at something on a blackberry. Taylor looking worried as we bumped shoulders, his mouth opened to say something but I'd already been dragged past.
"Robert-" I began, trying to pull him back, but we were already outside, he was looking at me
"Meals" He hugged me, resting his head on top of mine.
"Robert what..." I began and then sighed, enjoying the hug and the feeling of safety.
"Are you him?" I whispered, my hands wound themselves into the soft material of his jacket, inhaling the scent of mint, and a smell that was addictive, I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Meals." He replied
"Meals!" A sniffling boy came up to a girl, Robert, who hiccuped
"Rob..." The girl, Amelia, cried and tears leaked from her eyes. "Don't go."
Robert sniffed, a pressed something into the girls hand
"I'll ring every day. Promise."
Then his image floated away, small particles and the girl fell to her knees, crying.
"What's wrong" He asked, and I realised I was crying
"You're real." I replied, wiping at my eyes, "For so many years, I got told you were a part of my imagination."
Robert looked confused, pushing me back to get a proper look at me
"What do you mean?"
"I had terrible nightmares of you as a child, after you left, and my parents took me to a therapist. She told me you weren't real." I shrugged, and regret bubbled away at my insides. Would he think it was freaky
"I stopped calling..." He remembered slowly.
Then it went wrong. His face screwed up, in angry and guilt, and he backed away from me. Without saying a word he turned away and went back into the party.
Man period or what.
Frustrated I tried to go back into the party, before Taylor came outside, worried little creases in his brow and in his eyes
"Amelia?" He tilted my head up
I hate being shorter then men.
"What?" I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest, Taylor smirked and brushed his thumb over my cheek
"Taylor.. " I mumbled, blushing. This was a different type of tingling. It felt nice, but I tried not to fall. He was famous, I was no one. Why would he like me?
His face came closer to mine, and his eyes locked on mine, I panicked and blushed. I didn't know what to do.

Taylor leaned down and kissed me.