"So, do you expect me to accept your behavior all the sudden?!" I finally pushed these words out of my mouth. I was feeling a buzz in my brain. Never drink alcohol during dates... Right...

We've been sightseeing some LA. I haven't thought this plastic city preserved any nice spots. But it did. I like deserts. I love sun. Somehow I got acceptance of my dad to go for another dating tour and at least views and food paid off. But not the date himself. I'd call myself an idiot if I hadn't experienced what I had with Anthony. I wasn't totally happy this guy was hitting on me so pretty much desperately... Not that much happy. I've met some pretty insistent boys, but never like this. Maybe because they had a little less cash... Ha!

"You're hard to impress..." He blinked to me and I though it's really cheesy.

A night before we've been messaging online but I only did it because of me acting in their video. I was feeling grateful and honored but I tried to stay non-emotional and talk only about facts. No questions, no feelings exposed. Nothing meaningful. I couldn't just cut them off like that. And I liked Ian. He wasn't so "annoying" and seemed much more chilled out.

"What do you want Anthony?" I asked giggling stupidly. "By the way, the food was great! Nice change from the fast food we've meet at the first time!"

"I was hoping you'll like it. I asked your family what you prefer." He just kept staring without a glimpse. I though he was the cutest stalker I've ever met.

"If I was sober, I'd curse really bad. But my English got worse!" I felt defeated... What could I do? Was so desperate or maybe I was playing inaccessible because this is how nature programmed us? I couldn't tell.

I looked again in his face and all the sudden my heart froze because I spotted this one new spark in his eyes. One moment changed his face beyond recognition.

"I love you..."

"Wha... What?!" I abruptly moved back in my chair. "What?!"

"I... love you." This was said with a calm and honest but tone but with slightly breaking voice. Anthony's brown eyes became a little darker. At least I was thinking so...

Geez... I hope he won't get another panic attack! That only conscious thought was able to hold up in my head. All the others went to hell. But I felt like getting a panic attack instead. I said something in my mother tongue and stated breathing abruptly. I closed my eyes.

"Meggie... I know that was too sudden but-"

"Just gimme a break Anthony..." I managed to put a sentence together. I looked around, trying to hang my eyes on something. The night was glistening with city lights and I noticed bored waiters walking around half-empty restaurant.

When I caught up my breath I said: "Anthony, I almost don't know you... you were pushy once and you didn't stop! I don't-"

"You're the sweetest girl I've ever met... I feel bad but you're leaving in a while... I screwed up good impression...like two days ago... so I hope you'll appreciate my honesty... Or at least Chinese food..."

I chuckled nervously.

"Well... The food is the best of I've eaten on both continents..." I smiled flabbergasted. I felt like in a dream. It must have been a shoot and we were making another awkward Smosh video. Yes...

"I like... I must say that I finally appreciate what you did. Anthony, but I'm leaving in three weeks... I'm getting you but... How can you be so sure? Do you really think this could go on?" I felt almost heartless.

The dreamish drama balloon around us popped. I jumped in my fancy chair when a hysterical woman showed up out of nowhere just next to our table. Just next to Anthony, to be precise. So they really are famous enough. I should have known.

She kept on squeaking and was speaking so fast that I couldn't tell apart words. Apparently she was so happy to spot Anthony in this restaurant. Wait...She was a waitress!

Anthony, taken off guard, put on his gentle smile very fast and took a writing pad and a pen from her shaky hands, answering questions popping out of his fan's mouth. I was... I was... Jealous? Huh?

Anthony's happy voice kept on saying things: "Oh, don't worry! I'm nervous too... Ha ha!... You remember that Pokémon video!? ... No problem!"

"Meggie?... Excuse me, Meggie!"

"Huh? What?" I spaced out so much that I almost forgot I'm on a date. It looked like it has ended.

The hysterical fan didn't seem to care if Anthony was on a date or not as well. She gave me a pretty excited look, at least it was very genuine, not like "I hate you because you're eating with Anthony, he's my boyfriend but he doesn't know yet!" She was just excited beyond belief and kinda reminded me of myself from a week ago.

"Sorry Meg..." He gave me an apologetic and shy smile. "I know this is odd enough but... could you make us a photo? It'll take just a second. "

Oh...

"Um... Sure!"

Hell, dating famous enough people requires some commitments. I was the luckiest one of the two girls here. I was loved and destined to live next to Anthony... But was I? I would leave this continent and go back to my "Eastern European" life pretty soon...