When I woke up, I was in the house already, lying flat on the lounge sofa. I looked around the room, feeling dizzy, and noticing that everyone was behind the curtains, talking loudly. I cleared my throat as quietly as possible, but the talking still died down.

As soon as I had woken up however, Rob was through the curtains; almost running towards me. I smiled at him in reassurance, and I had to admit that I was glad when he reached me; because as soon as he did, his arms were around me.

''Oh love…I'm so glad you're okay.'' He whispered, sounding as relieved as he felt. I giggled a little, unable to help myself; realizing that they could probably hear a lot from outside the curtain, but right now, I couldn't seem to care.

''Of course I am.'' I whispered back, kissing him on his left cheek; hoping that he was okay, despite his erratic panicking. He sighed relieved, and kissed me all over my cheeks, and jaw, making me giggle, helplessly.

It seemed as though I had almost died or something, and he was just getting used to being able to kiss me again, after awakening from a long coma or something. Bless him, he truly was so sweet, and so, so adorable.

I loved him so much, and he truly would have no idea just how much I loved him, and needed him. I wasn't planning on telling him just how much I adored him, and needed him, because I was sure that it would scare him off.

''Don't worry; the ambulance is on the way here to take you to hospital to get checked out.'' He told me; instantly starting to make me panic. I didn't have time to take this in fully though, because he turned his face then, and kissed me full on the lips.

I kissed him back a little; feeling the relief in his lips as he moved above mine, but knowing that mine held the nerves that I felt. And as he pulled back to look at me, I knew that he felt my hesitation and panic through my kiss too.

''Uh-oh….you're panicking; what's wrong?'' he asked me anxiously. He watched me closely, looking really worried, and my lips parted, to say something, but only to quiver in fear instead. I was scared; I didn't want to go back to hospital again.

I had never been in hospital overnight before, besides when I had the motorbike accident, and I knew that I was lucky about that, but I hated hospitals. It made me panic when I thought that I would have to be staying in hospital again.

''It's just…well…'' I sighed, not able to get the words out. I was so scared, terrified even, because hospitals absolutely terrified me. I hated them; especially after everything that had happened with my Granddad.

''What is it, love?'' he asked me anxiously; brushing his index finger and thumb gently over both of my cheeks. I shivered, but for once it wasn't from his touch nor was it from the cold. It was because I was stupidly absolutely terrified.

''I'm just scared Rob, I hate hospitals, everything about them. My Granddad-okay, so it might not be the same-but he went in to have some bloody practice tests or something and the doctors were scared that he wasn't going to wake up. It took them ten minutes to wake him up, and I know it's not the same thing, but I'm just scared Rob, I hate hospitals and-''

''-Shh love, its okay, its okay.'' He hushed me; running his hands on either side of my face. ''Just relax,'' he told me, before his face came down and gently kissed my forehead. I took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself.

But it wasn't working; I was petrified, and I couldn't stop thinking that something bad was going to happen, no matter how stupid I sounded. I was so scared, and not even he could calm me down now, though I wished I didn't have to scare him like this.

I heard a weird, strangled sob, and it was only when Rob pulled away from me, watching me in shock, that I realized that it was me making the sound. I sobbed harder then, unable to stop myself, because I was-like I said-absolutely terrified.

Rob pulled me into his arms, as the worst came out from me, and my sobs came out in a big rush. I cried into his shoulder; truly unable to help myself, as the shaking of my hands and body started up with my sobs.

I cried harder into his shoulder, pulling him as close to me as possible, and hoping that he wouldn't mind me getting it out of my system. Because it would either be here or in hospital, and I was so scared about what might happen.

Tasha was through the curtain then, followed by Rachael, and she smiled at me; apologizing for the interruption. I just smiled at her through my tears, and gently pulled Rob away from me. He guessed straight away about what it was, and looked round to the Girls.

''Tasha!'' I grinned; feeling a bit stupid, but she just smiled at me again, and came round to the sofa, with Rachael just behind her, and pulled me into her arms too now, just like how Rob had, just a few minutes ago.

''I heard what you said, but you have nothing to worry about, seriously.'' She promised me. ''All they'll want to do is check you, to make sure you're okay, and send you home again.'' I cried silently into her shoulder, as she rocked me gently; trying to stop my tears.

''But Tasha, I'm so scared, I hate hospitals. I can't stand it, please don't make me go to hospital; I'm fine really, please, please!'' I begged desperately, stopping crying to pull her away, and look at her. She frowned at me in response to my question.

''Rob's scared for you Charlie; you need to at-least go and see someone, just to get checked out.'' She told me, and I forced myself to look back at Rob, standing just behind her, and running his hand through his hair awkwardly, looking away quickly.

''No….Rob please, for god sake, just let me stay here!'' I begged him desperately, as he turned around from my tears. Bless him, I think he was actually upset too, but I couldn't help it. I was too scared, really scared.

Tasha and Rachael could see if he was upset, but I couldn't, and I wished that I could, in some ways; because I wanted to see his face, and I wanted to tell him that it was okay, and comfort him for once; instead of the other way round.

''Charlie…stop.'' Rob begged; turning back round again, and taking a deep breath, and forcing his eyes to find mine again. His were determined, decided, and very, very tired. He needed to sleep; he didn't need the stress of this, so why did he keep fighting it?

''No Rob; you stop!'' I begged him; shouting at him for once, because when I was terrified; I couldn't bear to do something that I didn't want to do. I hated hospitals, and I was still shaking in the terror to visiting one again so soon.

''I can't go…I can't go back to hospital…Rob, I'm scared, please, I can't just go back…please, don't make me go, please…I'm so scared…can't go back there, too scared.'' I sobbed; as tears finally forced themselves to come out, and so violently too.

Rob sighed, and looked to the ceiling, his expression in so much pain, and I hated myself for doing this to him, despite my terror and fear. Tasha tried hushing me, and making me quiet again, stopping my tears, but I wouldn't.

Rachael was stood besides the sofa, trying unsuccessfully to hug me, while I sat there, in my own little bubble of terror and tears. I couldn't stop myself crying, and the more I cried, the more I couldn't breathe properly.

Eventually Rob sighed, and ignored Rachael and Tasha's panicking, and pulled my limp, out-of-it body to his, hugging me firmly to his chest, and running his hand through my hair. I started to quite down almost as soon as he had pulled me to him.

''Shh…it's alright, love,'' he hushed me, as my sobs eventually started to quiet down and I started to come back to the present again. ''Its okay, I promise you. I love you.'' He whispered into my ear before kissing the skin just below my ear.

I finally sighed, and I shut my eyes, because I was too tired to fight the tired emotion that swept over me quickly through the aftermath of my tears. I could still hear everyone's voices though, in the background.

''Is she asleep?'' I heard Rachael ask Rob curiously, yet trying to be quiet. He must have nodded his head or something, because he didn't reply to her actual question. I felt Rob pick me up, so that I was laid, properly in his arms.

''Bless her; she looked so tired, after she started to cry.'' I heard Tasha reply, and I wished I could tell her not to worry, like how I could tell everyone else not to worry, especially my Rob, but I couldn't find my voice.

''Look, do you mind if I head upstairs now?'' I heard Rob ask quietly. ''I'm not going to be drinking with you guys tonight; I want to stay with Charlie until tomorrow morning at least.'' I heard him add, and my heart grew just a little more.

Okay, I knew that sounded weird, but it felt as though my heart had actually grown; grown from the love that I still felt for Rob. It swelled up, and my stomach fluttered with emotions for him, because I was so madly in love with him.

''Of course Rob, I'll tell Kellan; I think they've all gone outside, but I'll tell them when I come in.'' I heard Tasha reply, before I heard him reply to her.

''Thanks,'' I heard him say; just before I fell deeper into my sleep, finally.

***

When I woke up, I realized instantly that it must have been pretty late in the morning, because the sun was shining brightly into the usually dark curtains. Rob was sat on the bed, fully dressed in a black and white, striped shirt, and jeans, with a grey top underneath it.

He looked casually beautiful, but amazingly so. His chin had a rough starting of a beard, but not very much so. It was just starting to grow back, after his filming in New Moon, and I couldn't help but just stare at his morning hair.

He truly was a god, and I hoped that I would soon have more time with him, to take in everything about him. I rolled over to face him, but I couldn't stop my gasp as I realized how painful my body was. I needed to eat, and I needed to eat now.

''Charlie, are you okay?'' Rob asked me; his voice panicked, as he looked round at me in shock. I was just hungry, unbelievably so, despite the sickness, and my poor stomach. I knew it was just because I needed to eat badly.

I smiled at him, and he smiled back; a relieved smile, which only made me grin even more, Bless him, he was so cute when he panicked, but I kinda wished he didn't tear himself up over it as much as I guessed that he did.

''I'm fine; just hungry.'' I admitted, watching as he sighed in relief. I watched him confused, as he took in a deep breath. He grinned at me now, and I could tell that it was a real smile; a happy, relieved smile.

''God Charlie, you have no idea to hear you say that!'' He admitted; relief strong in his voice. I smiled back; glad to see him so happy. ''I'll be right back; I'll go and get you some toast.'' He promised me, kissing me on my forehead.

I watched him as he walked towards the door, and out, into the hallway. He was back within about three minutes, and he watched me delighted as I eat my toast; apologizing when I got embarrassed for staring.

Once I was done, he took the plate off of me, and let me get dressed in the bathroom, after having a long shower and bath. I'd put on black tights, to match the white dress, with black polka dots on it, and small, black buttons on it.

I brushed my teeth quickly,; still aching from my food loss, and slowly dried my hair, leaving it naturally curly, and walked back into the bedroom. I always forgot about our own bathroom, but today, I used it.

I blushed red when he took me in, and stared at me for a long time, and I went over to the bed, and laid down on it, watching as he walked towards me, and sat down next to me, on the bed, watching me the whole time.

''Charlie, I wanted to ask something.'' He admitted sheepishly; running hand through his hair, just like how he normally did when he was embarrassed about something.

''What is it?'' I asked him, confused. He looked back up, after he had dropped his head in embarrassment too, and forced himself to smile at me sheepishly. His forehead creased, just like how he always did, when he was embarrassed too.

''Charlie, will you let me make love to you?'' He asked me, sounding so unsure of my answer. Of course, how could I possibly say no to him? He was beautiful; so much so, and I absolutely loved him, more than my own life.

''I want you to…please.'' I begged him; finding his hands in my own, and entwining our fingers together.

He smiled then, and gently found my face with his hands. ''I want to…so much. I love you.'' He admitted again, making me smile in delight.

''I love you too.'' I admitted, before his lips gently found mine, and his hands gently pushed me back onto the bed; climbing on top of me eagerly as he took control of the situation as easily as he always did.

We took our time in embracing the moment, and trying to keep our panting down as much as possible, though it was hard. And it must have been obvious to what we were doing, because when we went outside of our room, Rachael grinned at us, like we'd gotten up to something.

But I didn't care; I was past caring. I absolutely loved Rob so much, and yet again, he had been so gentle with me, because he probably knew that my stomach still hurt, just a little bit, even though I had just eaten.

It was so good to be finally joined together again, after everything that had happened over the last few days. Michael, fainting, everything bad that had happened; it faded away as soon as we made love, because nothing else mattered besides me and Rob in this moment.

We went downstairs where everyone was already sat in the living room together, and we walked into the living room, hand in hand, like how we had the whole way down the stairs, and into the hallway, making Tasha smile once she saw us.

He was still helping me along with walking though; with my clutches in hand. We sat on the sofa, and Rachael passed me an envelope to me, making me confused. She just smiled at me in response; seeming to be really happy, bless her.

''I think it's from your work.'' She told me. I nodded; realizing then, and opened the envelope curiously, to see what it said. I was sure that this wouldn't be good, but I would read what it said anyway.

Miss Higgins,

We have received your portfolio, and in here is a grade for you work, which is attached to this letter. We would like you to come in today to discuss your new work, which is on celebrities and people, so we can talk about it more.

The meeting is at two this afternoon, and will only last an hour. The portfolio is due to be handed in on Friday the 14th August, and an introduction to you work is due to be handed in too, like normal.

Thank-you,

Miss Claire Rawlinson,

Head of photography.

Rob read the letter at the same time that I did curiously, and once I read it, I looked back to him and smiled. ''This is so not going to be easy.'' I gulped; now more terrified that I had ever been in the past few days.

''How will it be difficult; I'm supposed to be a celebrity, how about you interview me or Kellan, or something, and attach a few pictures with it?'' He offered me easily, shrugging. Oh my god, he was a fucking genius!

''Oh my god…do you know how much I love you?'' I asked him delighted, because I had a brilliant idea, thanks to him.

Rob laughed in response; his happiness radiated from him. ''I believe that you have mentioned it once or twice, though it's not as much as I love you, of course.'' He commented happily. But of course, he was wrong about that.

''Urm…an interview?'' Kellan asked; sounding shy. Who the fuck was he kidding; he wasn't shy? Could he not do one little job for his little Girl. The thought made me laugh internally to myself, not out loud.

''Just a short interview, with a few pictures; it won't go to press, and it's for my coursework, as I have to do a portfolio on celebrities. Surely you can do an interview for your little Girl?'' I asked him hopefully, making him grin.

''Of course,'' he replied; still smiling.

''I wouldn't worry, it will be mostly about Robert anyway.'' I commented; stopping Rob laughing. He watched me curiously.

''It will?'' he asked me worried. I just rolled my eyes at him; he was my Boyfriend, I love him so much, and it as natural to want to have the most pictures of him.

''I'll have most pictures of you of course, if that's alright with you?'' I asked him, before my lips captured his eagerly. He smiled against my lips in return, and pressed me head gently to his own; so that the kiss was deeper, more urgent…

''Oh please…all you two do is kiss!'' Rachael complained, making us break away from each other and start laughing. She rolled her eyes at us, and walked out of the room. We stopped laughing again, and started kissing once more, as everyone suddenly started rushing out of the room.

''I think I'll just be with…Tasha.'' Kellan followed them out; almost running, by the sounds of it. ''Just make sure you treat my Daughter right!'' He added, making me smile against Rob's urgent, needing lips.

***