His Biggest Fan

Untitled Part 3

I sit and as I stare up towards the panel, to my surprise Ian is still looking at me. Suddenly another fan asks Ian a question and Paul has to nudge him so he can turn to her. I sigh in relieve that he is not looking towards me anymore. I try to relax and enjoy the questions from the fans and the answers from Ian and Paul. At times Ian looks towards my direction, it’s like if he is looking for my face in the crowd. When Paul is answering a fan’s question Ian looks towards me and I swear he is smirking at me.

The questions and answers quickly end and they lead us into another bigger room to take pictures and get our autographs. I follow the crowd and begin to form on the very big line.

They are both sitting on this very long table with a couple of security guards in the back. Behind Ian there is this older lady, I believe she is his assistant and behind Paul there’s this man in a suit. I’m almost in the very end of the line. The line is running slowly and I feel so nervous. My heartbeat is rapid and accelerated, I tingle all over.

Time passes and I can see Ian Somerhalder now, he is being so gracious with all his fans. He notices me in the line and smiles widely at me. I blush crimson and bite my lower lip trying to compose myself from his stare. Is it me or is he looking up towards me with every inch that I get closer? I can’t tell, maybe that’s how he stares at everyone. He is very charming and a bit of a flirt. He likes to make all his fans swoon over him, don’t get me wrong I’m swooning just as badly as they are.

I’m next and my knees begin to shake, my stomach full of butterflies. My heart wants to come out of my chest. I make my way to him and he looks more beautiful in person than on television. He is absolutely perfect in every way. He extends his hand to me and kisses it holding it as he stares into my eyes.