I stood in line to board my plane to New York where I caught my plane to Dublin. I gnawing on my fingernail to keep calm. I had called Rob the second I had gotten home yesterday and told him i was coming to visit. He couldn't have been more excited. I snapped back and handed my ticket to the stewardess.

I took my first class seat and looked around. The cabin was slowly filling with people. I returned to my nail biting and tried to contain my excitement. I dug into my carry-on and pulled out my book. I flipped to my page and began reading.

"Excuse me." I looked up from my book right into James McAvoy's face. I felt like my heart might leap out of my chest. "I think I have the seat next you. 4A?" I nodded and let him slide into the chair next to me. He smiled and stuck out his hand. "I'm James." I blanked for a moment.

"Oh, I'm Claire." I shook his hand and smiled. "So, where you heading?" I folded down my page and stuck my book back in my bag.

"Dublin." His Irish accent floated softly through the air. I laughed to myself. "Where are you going?"

"Same. I'm going to visit my boyfriend, he's shooting a movie there." I felt the excitement flood back. James' forehead creased with puzzlement.

"Who's your boyfriend? I might know him." James ran his hand along his face, rubbing his five-o-clock shadow.

"Robert Pattinson. He hasn't been in any huge movies, mostly smaller films." I bit my lip as James nodded.

"Well, I would love to meet him someday." James smiled and than turned to look out the window.

I feel asleep pretty soon after, my mind wandering to Rob waiting for me at the airport. He would be standing there with a dozen roses, his perfect lips curled up in a perfect smile and his stormy eyes sparkling as he pulled me to his chest. I could feel the butterflies already in my stomach as I woke from my perfect dream. I glanced out the window, we were getting ready to land. My stomach twisted as we went in for landing. I bit my lip to draw attention away from sickness forming in my stomach and the quickened beat of my heart pounding against my ribcage. I sat perfectly still as the plane landed and taxied to our gate.

I pulled my suitcase behind me as I walked down the hallway to the gate. I could see a group of people standing at the gate, waiting to pick up their loved ones. I took a deep breath and walked into the mass. Before I could move 2 feet, I was swept up into a hug. I dropped my suitcase and wrapped my arms around Rob's muscled torso. He set me back on the ground and picked up my suitcase in one hand and pulled me to him with his other. He led me to the parking lot before he spoke.

"I missed you so much, how are you?" he popped the trunk of the shiny silver BMW and tossed my bags in. I sank into the leather passenger seat and sighed.

"I missed you so much too, and I'm extremely tired. I'm so jet lagged." I rested my head on the headrest, listening to the radio as I sank into unconsciousness.

When I woke up, I was buried in down blankets in a hotel suite. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. It was 4:58am. I rolled over and went to the bathroom to freshen up. The reflection in the mirror was hideous, my hair was messed up, my eyes were red from exhaustion and my make-up was smeared. I washed my face and brushed my hair, before pulling my hair back into a ponytail. When I walked out of the bathroom, I noticed Rob curled up on the couch in the living space. I pulled one of the blankets off the bed and covered Rob with it before kissing his lightly on the forehead.

I was wide awake at that point, so I went into the small kitchen made some breakfast. I ended up with toast and a cappuccino. I took my food out onto the terrace outlooking the Dublin. The sky was still dark, but the sun was beginning to peek out from behind the distant hills.

By 5:30, the sky was a soft misty pink. I watched as the city slowly came to life, the streets gradually filling with cars and pedestrians.

"Hey, honey." Rob appeared at the door, his hair flying in every direction, a cup of coffee in his hand. He kissed the top of my head and took a spot next to me. "How'd you sleep?" he set his cup down and rubbed away the exhaustion in his eyes.

"Great, but I'm a little jet lagged." I finished my second cup of coffee and yawned. "So, do you have to work today?" Rob winced and sighed.

"Yeah, I have to leave in about an hour, but you can stop by for lunch if you like. The caterer is amazing." He smiled and got up. "I have to go get ready for the day." He pecked me on the cheek and got up to take a shower.