Claire's POV

I was just pulling my phone charger out of the electrical slot, stuffing it into my small suitcase. I could easily picture Taylor rolling his big hazel eyes at me, seeing that I was actually using a suitcase as only going on a four day trip. It was a small suitcase! Even for me.

Looking around my room, I was trying to figure out if I was forgetting anything...

Underwear. Check.

Cute outfits. Check.

Swimsuit. Check.

Toothbrush and other things related. Check.

Camera. Super check.

"Umm.." I mumbled. I think that was it. I hoped. I was too nervous to think anymore..

Think about it, being with Taylor Lautner in a large house in Malibu? For four days. I know I mentioned this before, but still! It baffles me sometimes..

I glanced at the clock on my bedside table, and noticed that it was freaking 9:15 in the morning! My flight was leaving at 10:30! I had to get to the leave. Now. I picked up my things and made my way downstairs.

Well now lemme backtrack a bit... Going back to Sunday afternoon.

Once we had gotten home from our interesting-date-sleepover-for the weekend adventure, Taylor threw his keys at my dad, letting him have the time of his life.

To tell you the truth, it was the funniest thing I had ever seen. Taylor had to work through the little hints and tricks to driving the monster well, which my dad picked up fairly quickly. He made three laps around the block and stepped out of the car looking like he was going to pass out from having so much fun.

And I knew how that felt. Trust me.

Afterward, both Taylor and I plopped down on the couch and eventually fell asleep. Obviously we never "raced" cause we were so exhausted, laying next to each other on the leather couch. My mom soon woke us up, letting us know that it was late. Well late enough to say that Taylor had to leave. He packed up, saying goodbye and thank you to my parents and I walked him out to his car.

"Sorry we didn't get to race after all.." he smiled playfully.

"I know right? Oh well." I sighed sarcastically.

"You still know that I would've won.." he pressed on the subject.

I laughed and shook my head, wrapping my arms around his built body. "Right..." his arms wound around me as he leaned down, crushing his lips to mine. My thoughts fluttered wildly while we kissed, passionately, softly, lovingly, tenderly... I couldn't think straight, though all I could do was smile.

"I'll see you.." he grinned, pulling away from my now moist lips.

"Thursday?"

"Thursday.." he agreed.

"I love you, Taylor.." my eyes welling up randomly with tears.

A low chuckle rose from his throat and he replied, "And I love you.. With every bit of my heart and soul." his eyes glistening in the setting sun as they pondered down at me. I leaned my head on his chest, taking a deep breath before squeezing him once more and letting go. He kissed my forehead gently, his lips producing shock waves through my skin. My heart leapt after him, calling after his own heart. I clutched my chest where my heart was continuing to beat furiously, it hurt me to see him walk away. But I would see him again in no time. Someone once told me that time flies when you're in love...

Was he on crack? I didn't believe that saying in the least.

Taylor gave me a little wave before driving off into the sunset. My heart still running after him, though now down the street but never catching hold to the bumper of his car. It tugged on my heart strings as I walked back into my house. Its only three days I kept telling myself.

Now moving on to my lovely week.

Taylor texted me every morning when I woke and every night before I went to bed. Always reminding me that Thursday was getting closer and closer. He told me that he had two interviews on Thursday, the topic being about the soon released Eclipse DVD which would be coming out next month - a few days before my birthday - and a certain subject about filming Breaking Dawn. I brought up the idea if they were to ask about the pictures of us, that were now online, what would he tell them. I had been thinking about it and said for him to give it a go. Which he happily agreed.

We also talked about me driving up to LA Thursday morning... Now that was incredibly difficult. Taylor deeply insisted on having me fly there. Which is just utterly ridiculous! It would take less than a half an hour to get to Los Angeles from Oakland.. Whats wrong with driving? Though he kept pushing my buttons, and I had to eventually give in. All Taylor wanted was for me to be as safe as possible and not get into any more accidents... As we were actually talking, I could hear the keys on his laptop clicking from the other end. He immediately went straight to buying my boarding pass. I continued to argue about him paying for everything but he said that it was completely okay.. I then warned him not to get my first class. Coach would do just fine. It wasn't like I would be cramped for the longest time possible. He was laughing throughout that whole conversation, which had me either being curious or ending up being a bit grumpy.

He let me know that Kristen, Ashley, and Nikki would be picking me up at LAX, since he would be busy.

Kristen? Ashley? And Nikki?

Taylor mentioned that they were all very excited to be finally meeting me, after all, he can never shut up I've heard. About me anyways. Just thinking of it had my face turn into a tomato!

I couldn't believe that I would be meeting them. I was excited as well! They seemed really sweet... Well from what I've read on the Internet of course. And Taylors spoken a bit of them too.

On Wednesday, Taylor texted me, informing me to watch Lopez Tonight at 11pm. I recorded it, knowing that I had to get up early the next day for my flight -oh brother. But I ended up tossing and turning from complete excitement for this upcoming weekend, so I hopped out of bed and snuck downstairs and watched it anyway. Taylor had said that this was his second interview with his close friend, George Lopez. Who had worked with him way back when, in Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

I laughed, awwed, and smiled as I watched Taylor talk comfortably with George.

"So I recently saw some pictures of you... and this mystery girl online.." A picture of us walking out of the hotel back on Sunday appeared on the screen. George raised his black brow, the crowd hooting and hollering, while Taylor just blushed like normal. Though smiling proudly.

"Well? Who is she? What's her name?" Lopez pressed anxiously, but friendly.

Taylor chuckled easily and spoke, "Her names Claire, and she's a very special person. To me." the large audience awwed at the short phrase that came out of his mouth.

"Are you two... dating perhaps?" The whole studio went completely silent, waiting for Taylors answer. Taylor leaned back into his armchair, and I bit my lip. He swallowed and then smiled widely, "Yes. Yes we are dating."

Everyone burst into applause, cheering wildly. I exhaled a huge gust of air that I didn't know I had held and fell on my side on the couch. George patted his shoulder heartily and shook Taylors hand, "Good for you son! You guys look good together!"

Taylor grinned, "Thank you."

They continued talking, something about Eclipse... Or Breaking Dawn.. I couldn't tell because my eyelids were drooping like crazy as I was laid on this damn comfy couch. Soon, I was out like a light.

Present day.

"Hey Taylor, I'm at the airport now.. Getting ready to board. And by the way? First class? Really? I told you that I didn't need that!" I couldn't help but giggle a bit as I rolled my suitcase up to the line of people getting their boarding passes checked. "Anyways, we'll talk about that later mister.. Can't wait to see you, have good interviews! I love you!" I hung up, handing my pass to the woman checking them and I walked through, down the tunnel. As I waited to get to my seat, I thought about what my mom had said when she dropped me off earlier..

"Be safe okay? Don't get yourself hurt! I love you!" her voice echoed through my mind.

Me? Get hurt? Pssh. Right...