The New Yorker meets Royalty

Chapter 37 : Unusual

Chicken Sasah, thank you for helping me! :)

"Good bye Mr. Dean, have a nice day!" the old lady from the flower shop exclaimed.

I smiled and simply waved my hand.

I hurriedly ran going to the shortest way and moved possibly fast as I could.

Until I saw the parked trailers and the production staff. I then tried to catch my breath.

I looked around for Audrey. As I was looking around, I finally saw her.

Audrey was talking with the director. I quickly fixed myself and walked towards them.

When I got there, I surprised Audrey with a kiss on her cheek.

I felt her tensed and her eyes widened.

"Oh my, may I know your name?" she softly said.

I was startled by her sudden reaction.

"It's me, James Dean, your boyfriend," I said.

Audrey was still shocked. She couldn't speak.

The director suddenly roared in laughter and then said, "Probably just another lunatic random fan."

When I was about to reply, Fred Astaire suddenly showed up.

"Excuse me, what's happening here?" Fred said.

The director replied in a mocking tone, "This guy is saying that he is Audrey's boyfriend!"

He added, "He even kissed Audrey's cheek!"

"The shoot is about to start in a minute!" a voice from a distance said.

Fred grabbed Audrey's waist and said, "Somebody take this man out of here, he's going to ruin the scene."

That's it. My anger rose up. I can hear my heart beating like a running carriage.

I was about to punch Fred when a two built man grabbed my arms and started pulling me.

"What are you doing? I'm James fucking Dean for goodness sake! Get your hands off me," I shouted while trying to escape from their arms.

"Hey Audrey! Tell them that I'm your boyfriend, Go tell these people that you love me," I desperately pleaded.

Everybody's staring at me, Audrey started walking away in Fred's arms. She's making glances and her face look worried.

I slipped away from the strong grip of the two men and I ran after Audrey, trying to hold back my tears.

Guards were chasing me and they tried to stop me.

I shut my eyes and when I opened it again, I was now facing my bedroom ceiling.

I rose from my bed and gasped for air.

My heart was still palpitating.

'What was that about?'

My telephone suddenly rang. I snapped out of my thoughts and grabbed the telephone and answered it.

"Hello?" my voice cracked in an unusual way.

"James, darling? Are you alright?"

I didn't notice the voice easily because I was still in a cloud-nine-ish state.

"James? Are you still there? Hello?"

I shook my head and finally recognized that it was Audrey who was talking.

I checked the time and it was 12  midnight.

"Sorry. Um-"

I rubbed my temple and sighed. I then added, "I just came from a not so good sleep."

"Oh. I am sorry dear! I bloody forgot about the time difference of Paris and New York. It's 6 here in the morning and I'm having my breakfast."

I smiled and replied, "It's okay. Anyways, I miss you already."

"I miss you more. I'm really sorry if I just called you today and in the middle of your sleep. Speaking of sleep, what happened to you?"

I hitched a breath. Since I don't want Audrey to worry, I simply said, "Nothing to worry about."

"Are you sure? You don't want to talk about i-" she paused. "Hey James? I need to go now, we're about to start. Go back to sleep and rest. I love you."

I felt a relief and replied, "Good luck to you. I love you too. Don't stress yourself, get a rest too."

We said our good byes and hung up. I went back to bed and still kept on thinking about what I had a while ago.

Though I am happy that I've spoken to Audrey.

'Thank the heavens above that it was all just a dream.'