Tatum's POV:
The meet and greet. The one part of this experience that I'll struggle the most with. They are right in front of me. Being me, I'm most likely going to stutter. I'll be shaking and I'll probably be blushing most of the time. Jordan and I are up next, and I can't believe my eyes. Ross, Riker, Rocky, Rydel and Ellington are standing right in front of my face. They are even more flawless in person. Too bad Ryland isn't here today. My palms are still sweaty. My knees weak. And they called us right as I felt as if I was gonna pass out.
"Next!" Mark called. Yes, Mark was there too. Also, another reason why I was freaking out and fangirling.
Jordan casually walked up to them as I trailed behind, slowly and shyly. I placed my hand over my mouth to cover my smile. As we came closer to the band, a grin tugged at each of their lips. We stood in from of them, awaiting their suggestion on how they wanted to take the picture. Jordan and I reached for each others hands. We took each other's and smiled at them.
"Aw, look at these two beautiful girls! What's your names?" Rydel chirped.
"Aw, thanks Rydel! My name is Jordan and this is . . ." She paused, waiting for me to say my name.
"Tatum."
Rydel smiled a bright smile. I was so shaky when I talked. They probably hate me already. Mark yelled for us to get on with it, so we walked up to the boys. Ross was flawless. Riker was flawless. Rocky and Ellington: flawless. All of their smiles were beautiful.
"Hey Tatum," I heard a gorgeous voice of an angel, "wanna hop on my back for the picture?" He asked, giving a little smirk.
I smiled, bit my lip, and nodded, "Of course, Ross."
He turned around and crouched down a little. Shoot, I'm gonna be way too heavy for him. I am so fat, it's not even funny. I grasped onto his shoulders, and jumped on. Dear lord, he smelled so good. I shifted positions when he stood up.
"Sorry if I weigh as much as an elephant," I blushed with embarrassment.
"Hey, don't sweat it, you're not even heavy. I personally think that you're very beautiful."
I felt my cheeks get hot. I was blushing. He is so sweet. I wrapped my arms around my neck from behind while I was on his back, and gently hugged him, "Thanks, Ross."
I looked over and noticed that Riker and Rocky had Jordan in their arms. While Rydel and Ellington hugged each other. I looked forward and the camera man pointed at us.
"Okay, on three. One, two, three! Smile!" He yelled. I flashed my best smile at the camera. I saw the light and after the picture was taken, I blinked my eyes. I think I'm blind.
Ross started trotting around like an idiot with me on his back. I just giggled, "Ross, you can put me down now. I have got to be breaking your back. How in the world are you holding me?" I complained.
"Tatum, you are as light as a feather. Stop worrying about your weight, you're perfect. Do I have to prove that to you?" He growled. Oh, okay. Gee, he's pretty stern about this one. I rolled my eyes and hopped off his back.
I stood in front of him and looked him in the eyes, "Is that a challenge?" I asked. He shrugged and winked at me. I blushed a bit. He must've noticed, because he laughed.
"If I can prove to you that you're beautiful, you have to . . ." He paused to think, "accompany me to a movie, but you have to pay."
I nodded, giggling.
"And if I fail to succeed at my goal, I have to pay for the movie. Deal?" He questioned.
"Deal." We shook hands.
"Now, I suggest you give me your number so that I can contact you later on," he grasped his phone from his back pocket and held it out to me.
This feeling. I feel like I've known him forever. I mean, we just met today, and I feel like I'm closer to him than anyone. It feels like a lifetime. I already trust him, and I have trust issues. I mean, I'm giving the kid my number. I'm a changed woman!
I took his phone and put my name in as "Fatty". I handed his phone back and he took a good look at it. Ross looked up at me and frowned, sticking his lip out and giving me puppy dog eyes.
"Tatummm," he whined, holding out the 'm'. I giggled and gave questioning eyes. "C'mon now. You are not fat. And just to let you know, I'm changing your name in my phone."
I smiled. Also, he's one of the only people that care about me. Wow. I absolutely love this guy.
"Where's your phone? I want to put my number in."
I pulled my phone from my pocket and gave it to him. He typed away and then hands my phone back. I giggled once I saw what he put his name as. 'Sexy'.
"Oh, and just to let you know, I'm changing your name in my phone," I mocked him. He just rolled his eyes.
"Please don't leak my number out. I'm trusting you, Tatum," he said seriously. I nodded.
"I would never."
"Next!" I heard Mark called. Aw, I have to leave! As much as I don't want to, all good things must come to an end. And now, I have a new best friend.
"I guess that's my cue to leave. Bye Ross."
"I'll see you soon, Tatum. Stay beautiful," he smirked. I rolled my eyes as he leaned in for a hug. I swear, he's the best hugger ever. I sighed as we pulled apart. "I hope to see you at the Q&A," he whispered in my ear. I chuckled and nodded.
I walked away after waving bye. I looked back a few times to catch Ross looking at me. He was so cute. Man, I'm friends with my crush.
"So, I saw you and Ross hanging out. How did it go?" Jordan winked and nudged my elbow. I laughed.
"Great."
Now time for the concert. Oh gosh . . .
