Someone Like Me

Chapter Twenty-Nine: I'm In Love With Someone Famous....

Anyone would be at a loss for word during that moment. I was shocked to hear those words all of a sudden but that was quickly replaced with a smile on my face. When he said those words it made me realize just how much I cared for him. I've already fallen deeply in love with this man but the thoughts of me saying it to him wasn't in the front of my mind. But he said it.

I did, I was in love with him. The way that he treated me, cared, and loved me. Our moments together; cuddling, relaxing, sitting, or kissing when we're alone came into my mind. His eyes, his voice, his lips, and his warmth were things that I loved about him. Everything he does I have come to love. He always tried to find a way so that we were together and could see each other, he didn't push me to do something I didn't like, unless necessary. The way he was so gentle and careful with me. He always tried to help me with my problems and all of the sweet things he did for me. Like giving me the money that my mother had stolen from me and keeping my name secret from the press and reporters. He made me feel so comfortable around him and I wasn't afraid to say anything to him. He never talked a lot about his career, which I know that he loves, but because of my mother and Peaches, he never shoved in my face about his career and so being with him made me feel like I was with another normal guy. He loved that I treated him like a normal person and he already knows that I don't see his career and fame when I'm with him. I see Dalton that I've gotten to know.

We had things in common like our likes for certain kinds of food that were almost the same. We both hated fish and seafood but loved the home-cooked meals that were made from scratch. He wasn't a fan of fast-food and neither was I because I had worked at a fast-food chain before quitting a week later because I couldn't handle it anymore. Another thing were animals; which we both love dogs. Then we also thought the same on problems that would cause a story on the news or topics that were controversial.

We also had common dislikes for things. One of them being Peaches and my mother actions towards me. We both hated waking up early in the morning and liked to sleep in till late in the afternoon whenever possible. We didn't like just texting each other and much rather hear each other's voices on the phone. Also when we were together and/or cuddling we couldn't wear our socks. It sounds weird but there was something about laying on a couch or in his bed that we would become bothered with wearing socks. It was more comfortable to have bare feet.

Just everything seemed so right about him and we got along so well. We have never fought about anything and ignored one another. It has just never happened because we had nothing to yell at each other about. We were content with each other and didn't complain about stupid, pointless, little details.

I looked up at him and I could see that he was waiting for me to say something after what he had just spoke. I couldn't help but smile.

"I love you too."

I don't think I have ever seen that man so damn overjoyed in the time that I have known him.