Star Crossed Lovers

~Chapter 13 - Sophia~

It's Micah's premiere week and I have been with him every step of the way - behind the scenes of course. More like stuck at the hotel. We have been texting each other nonstop. It has become our lifeline. We don't go anywhere without our phones.

Our fans have noticed our phones whenever our pictures are posted on the internet, separately of course, to try to hide our relationship. There are times when he's in London for long periods of time and I am stuck in LA without him. We take the time, whatever the time is we have, and we take it. Even if it's just meeting at an airport for a lay over. Just something so we have contact. We have to have it. If it's just our shoulders touching. It's enough for us.

As much fun as it was to be ninja's in our relationship, the hiding is getting to be cumbersome. We love being together, don't get me wrong, it's just I miss him so much not being with him, it hurts to breath, the talk, to think; it just hurts like hell. We need to be together but there's too many fucking people who want to rip us apart.

We are doing are damnedest not to let that happen. We are doing us best to hide our relationship because that is what everyone wants. But what about what we want? Dammit. We aren't even allowed to mention each other in our interviews.

It is so damn hard to avoid it, especially when we have a direct question about each other. We have to dodge each and every question about us but of course the interviewers are looking to slip one of us up. Micah nearly did that in one of his interviews this week. God damn! That was a close call. I was so worried but then again we shouldn't have be this careful. We should just be able to come out and live our lives without hiding in the shadows.

How does one live their live their lives like that? I know I can't. Not anymore. I'll go fucking crazy!!!!

"Baby!" The familiar British accent drifted through my thoughts. "Baby..." I felt the bed dip nearly me and I turned towards him smiling. I love it when he calls me baby. The accent pushes it over the top. "Tonight."

I glanced into the baby blues you could loose yourself in. "The premiere. I would love to go with you as your date." Reaching up, I ran my hand along his jaw caressing his scruffy face. The whiskers tickled my fingers. "But I will be here supporting you."

"I'm done hiding. I'm done doing what everyone else says. You're my girl and I want the world to know that it's real between us."

Really? The smile on my face was slow to come but it came. The tears slid down my face. "Really?"

"Yes!" Micah pulled me to him, sitting back on his ass and me in his lap. "It's time we do this."

"Oh my god!" I threw my arms around him. "Yes, I will go!"

Micah pressed his lips onto mine gently for a moment, then pulled back, looking into my blue eyes. "Then we have so much to do." He kissed me once more and extracted me from his body, reluctantly, and moved off the bed away from me. "Love the shirt." He smirked at me as he began to dress in blue jeans and a white button down shirt.

I'd come in late from working and I just grabbed the shirt he'd been wearing the day before ad changed into it for bed. He was already sleeping. The shirt was a gift I'd given to him after the wrapping of Star Crossed Lovers. I'd had the shirt created for him with one of his favorite lines from the movies.

"I will be back in time to pick you up." He'd leaned in for a quick kiss.

"I'll see you later." I'd kissed him back and he was out the door.