Chapter 3

And does it count if he wants the relationship to be a secret?

My lips slowly curved into a smile, "No I'm not actually."

"Okay that was good!" I heard one of the camera guys yell to us.

I stood up and placed my cards and microphone on the chair. He stood up and did the same before he stopped in front of me, "Can I take you out for lunch?" he asked.

"Sure…when do you want to go?" I asked.

"Is now okay?" he asked.

I smiled, "Now's perfect. Where do you want to eat at?" I asked.

"I know this private restaurant near my hotel if that's okay with you?" he suggested.

I grabbed my bag and nodded, "Sure umm…how do we get there?" I asked.

He smiled, "You can drive with me if you want and then I can drop you off back here."

I smiled and nodded, "Sure lets go then."

He smiled wider and nodded before exiting out of the building. The paps were outside waiting for us. As soon as we stepped out of the building the flashes started. So this is how it feels like to be a celebrity.

Robert gently took my elbow as he guided me through the blinding lights and to his car. I quickly got into the passenger seat and closed the door behind me, "Sorry about that. Paps are always on my tail."

I nodded at him and buckled up before we drove out of there, "So can I tell you something and you won't like freak out on me or anything?" I asked.

He glanced at me before looking back at the road, "Sure."

"I'm not really someone that does interviews. I'm actually one of those annoying guys back there," I said as I inclined my head towards the building we had just left.

"Oh gosh are you recording everything I'm telling you right now?" he asked in panic.

I chuckled lightly, "No I'm not I swear. The reason I actually did the interview was to see if they would hire me. Truth is I hate being a pap. They're very annoying people but they like what they do. I on the other hand am hoping I'm not annoying and I totally hate what they do."

By now we were parked in some underground garage. He turned the engine off and turned to look at me, "Then why don't you quit?"

"No one wants to hire me…plus I wouldn't know where to start," I told him as I looked down at my hands.

Blinding lights were bouncing off the outside of the car making me look up, "See totally invading people's privacy," I told him with a shake in my head.

"Come on lets get into the restaurant and we can continue talking in there," he suggested before opening the door.

I stepped out of the car as well and made my way around the car and to him. He smiled down at me as we walked together towards the building. I smiled back.

We got into the restaurant without the paps getting in and following us. We were quickly seated at a table for two. I sat down and looked around my surroundings. The place had the lights dimmed down and Christmas lights illuminating all around.

"Wow this place is beautiful," I said as I admired the lights.

"I've only ever been here once but they served food pretty well here," he said making me look back at him.

I smiled at him before I looked around again, "I actually had an idea about your job," he announced.

I looked at him confused, "An idea?"

He nodded, "Yes, an idea," he told me.

"So what's this great idea of yours?" I asked.

"Did you go to school for photography?" he asked.

That confused me even more, "How is that an idea?" I asked.

He chuckled lightly, "Just answer the question please."

I bit my lip with a small smile and was about to open my mouth with the answer when I heard them.

"Edward! Over here! Edward!" I looked over Rob's shoulder to find Edward walking in with his co-star Jessica Stanley.

Rob looked behind him to see what I was looking at. He turned back to me. My heart was speeding a bit in my chest but I quickly ignored it with a smile, "Yes I did actually. Why do you want to know?" I asked.

"Excuse me," I looked up to see a waiter with a bucket of champagne, "Is this what you ordered sir?" he asked Rob.

"Yes thank you," he told him as the waiter poured us drinks.

"Are you ready to order?" he asked.

Rob looked at me in answer. I looked down at the menu and picked the only thing that was recognizable, "I'll have the mushroom ravioli."

I looked back at Rob, "I'll have the same," he said to him as he took my menu and handed it to the waiter.

I placed my elbows on the table and folded my hands under my chin. "Why didn't you get a job as a professional photographer?" he asked as he took a sip from his glass.

"I did have one but I never made enough business," I said with a shrug before I took a sip of the champagne.

His lips curved up into a small crooked smile, "How would you like to be a professional photographer for the movie I'm making?" he asked.

I grinned at him, "There's actually a job like that?"

"Yeah the guy that used to do it before just quit and we've been looking for one ever since," he paused to take in my reaction, "It pays well," he informed me.

"Oh my gawd," I said as stood up and embraced him in a hug, "You are a life saver," I told him.

He hesitantly wrapped his arms around me before I pulled away and sat back down. His expression was a bit shocked, "Sorry," I told him with a sheepish smile.

His lips slowly curved up into a smile, "So would that be a yes?" he asked.

"That would be a hell yes," I told him before I took a sip of my champagne.

The food came right after that. "Do you live here?" he asked before he placed a piece of ravioli in his mouth.

I swallowed mine and took a sip before I answered back, "Yes. I came over here when I started college. I used to live in Washington," I told him.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Twenty three. How old are you?" I asked.

He smiled, "Same."

I pushed my plate aside once I finished and kind of just gazed at him. He looked a lot like Edward all right. Speaking of Edward. I looked around casually just to find that he was sitting at a table not to far from us.

"Do you know him?" Robert asked.

"I've taken pictures of him before. But other than that…no," I told him.

He stared at me intently as if he was checking to see if I was telling the truth. "Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Sure," he responded back.

"Can I touch your hair?" I smiled, "It just looks," I shook my head, "Wild I guess."

He chuckled lightly; "Go ahead," he moved his head towards me. I leaned over and lightly ran my fingers through his hair. I looked at the colors intently, "Do you have blonde in your hair?" I asked as I pulled away with a small chuckle.

"I was a blonde when I was little," he replied back with a smile.

"How'd you get from blonde to bronze?" I asked.

He shrugged, "I have no clue. It just gradually happened."

We talked a bit about ourselves after that. "I'd have to say the craziest rumor I've heard about me is that…I was pregnant."

I chuckled, "Are you serious?"

He nodded, "I'm hiding it under my arm apparently," he said with a bewildered face.

I bit my lip and shook my head. "Wow the things the media comes up with," I murmured as my gaze went back to Edward's table. He was staring at me. He didn't seem very happy. I looked at the ground before I looked back at Robert. "Are you even sure they'll be okay with me for the job?" I asked.

"Trust me your perfect for the job," he told me.

"When do I start?" I asked.

"Well we don't start filming again for another week," he told me.

I sighed, "Wow a week of me doing nothing…sounds fun," I said sarcastically.

He chuckled, "If you want you can hang with me."

I looked at him skeptically, "Really?"

"Yes."

"Why would you want to hang out with me?" I asked.

"Why not?" he asked.

I shrugged, "I don't know. I don't think I've ever hung out with an actor before. Voluntarily that is."

He grinned, "Well you will now."

"But what about your co-stars?" I asked.

"You'll have to get to know them anyways. Might as well do it before we start," he told me.

I grinned at him, "Awesome!"

He chuckled before he looked down at his watch, "Its getting late. You want to leave?" he asked.

"Sure," I told him as I stood up.

He quickly paid for the check and lightly guided me out of the restaurant with his hand on the small of my back. I noticed Edward's eyes on me as we passed his table. Hopefully he wasn't mad.

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