It was Saturday, at a coffee shop in London. I was sitting at my favorite table (the blue one by the window), and reading my favorite book (Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets), when a guy with bright red hair interrupted me. "Mind if I sit here?" He asked. I studied him for a minute. I knew I had seen him before, but I couldn't remember where. I nodded my head and he sat down.

I went back to reading but I couldn't concentrate anymore. I glanced over the top of my book. The guy was now reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. "You like Harry Potter?" I asked.

"Yeah." He replied. "I'm rereading this for work.

For work? Then I remembered where I had seen him before. "You're in the movies, aren't you?"

"Yeah." He answered. "I'm Rupert Grint, I play Ron Weasley."

"I knew it!" I exclaimed. "You seemed so familiar. I just couldn't place it right away."

"Well now that you know me, you should introduce yourself."

"Oh, right. I'm Kylie Lewis."

"A singer, right?"

"Yeah, I didn't know that anyone in Europe know of me."

"Not many people do. I've heard your stuff on the radio though. Emma loves pop and your songs play on the pop stations occasionally."

"Wow! That's really cool. I didn't think that my songs were played anywhere but in the states. I'm not really that well known yet."

"Well I can tell you're on your way. What brings you to London?"

"I'm on vacation. I've always wanted to come here."

"Cool. I'm only in town for the weekend. I"m here for some Harry Potter meetings."

"So you don't live in London?"

"No, I live in another part of the country."

"Do you come to London often?"

"Just when we're filming here."

"Oh, that's cool."

"You know, I have to go now, but I'd like to keep in touch with you."

"Same here."

We exchanged phone numbers. Only a few minutes after Rupert had gone, my cell phone rang. It was him!

"Wow!" I answered. "Did I really make such a good impression? You only left five minutes ago!"

Rupert laughed. "Maybe you did. Anyway, I wanted to know if you would like to come visit me tomorrow? I'll be back at home."

"Sure." I answered. "Just give me the address and how to get there." I wrote down the address and Rupert explained the directions. "It's kind of far," I commented. "I'll have to beg my driver, but he usually gives in."

"Okay then, I'll see you around three?"

"Yeah, see you then."

I hung up the phone smiling.

I arrived at Rupert's house early, at 2:45. "You're early." Rupert said when he answered the door.

"Is there a problem with that?" I retorted, waving goodbye to my driver and walking into the entryway.

"Of course not!" Rupert said quickly, shutting the door behind me. "I'm glad you came early."

"And I am too." I replied. "Is it all right if we go for a walk?" I asked. "I'd rather be out in the fresh air."

"Sure, just let me go tell my mum where I'll be." He ran to tell his mother as I waited patiently by the door. "Let's go down to the park." He suggested when he returned.

"Okay." I shrugged. "You know this place best."

We were walking down the path towards the park when I noticed his wallet sticking out of his back pocket. A fun idea came to mind. I pulled the wallet out of his pocket. Then, I ran for it. Rupert chased after me as I climbed up the jungle gym. "Give that back!" He laughed.

At the top I paused and waved the wallet tauntingly at him. "You'll have to catch me if you want it back." I teased. I jumped off of the platform I was standing on and ran into a grove of trees. I was hiding behind a large oak when he caught up with me.

"Give it to me!" Rupert demanded.

"Never!" I said, hiding the wallet behind my back. He wrapped his arms around my waist trying to reach it.

After a quick struggle he stood back, but he kept his arms around me. "What am I gonna have to do to get it back?" He asked. After thinking about it, he proposed a trade. "I'll give you something, and you'll give me my wallet back."

"It depends what you give me." I answered.

"How about this?" He leaned in and kissed me. At first I was taken by surprise, but then I kissed back. I slipped my arms around his waist and slid the wallet back into his pocket.

Rupert pulled out of the kiss. "So that was good enough?" He asked.

"Only if you kiss me again." I answered. He did willingly.

After kissing for a bit Rupert said that we'd better get back or his mom would worry. We started off for his house hand in hand.

"I don't usually kiss a girl on our first date." He said.

"What made you kiss me then?" I asked.

"I don't really know. It just felt right."

"Well, I won't complain. Seems like England will be on my travel itinerary much more often now. I'm certainly not looking forward to having to leave on Saturday."

"Oh really?" Rupert raised his eyebrows. "So I've made an impression?"

"You definitely have." We walked the rest of the way in silence. But it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. It was a blissful, romantic one.

"So do you want to come over to my place tomorrow?" I asked as I climbed into the car that was waiting when we got back to Rupert's house.

"Sure." Rupert replied.

"I'm standing at the Grand La Vie Hotel. You know where that is, right?"

Rupert nodded. "You moved into a hotel near here? I though that you were staying in London."

"Something just told me that I'd like it better here, and I guess that feeling was right." I blushed. "It's suite three okay? Be there at ten."

"I'll be there." He said. I turned to leave.

"Oh yeah, you have to ask for Isabella Grant!" I yelled over my shoulder.

At ten o'clock sharp the next day, Rupert arrived at my hotel suite. "Hello, Isabella." He greeted me.

"It's my alibi." I explained. "If I didn't use a fake name, I might have fans knocking on my door all day. I didn't want to use it here, since I'm more anonymous in England, but my security insisted."

"Wow...I didn't realize you had to be so protected." He said. "What about when you were out with me?"

"I had to have my bodyguard follow us." I confessed.

Rupert blushed. "You mean there was someone watching us the whole time?"

"Yeah." I paused, an akward silence filled the room. "So, do you want the grand tour?" I asked, sweeping my arm around the room.

"Sure."

"Okay, there's the bathroom," I started, leading him around the suite, "Rob's room is over there, he's the bodyguard I spoke of, this here is Faye's room, she's my older sister and my Personal Assistant, and last but not least, my room." I finished, opening the door to my room with a flourish.

"Seems like you're living in the lap of luxury." He said.

I laughed, then flopped down on my bed. "We're only staying in hotels until I buy my house."

"You're buying a house in England? You didn't tell me that."

"I just made the decision yesterday."

"Did I have anything to do with that decision?"

"Maybe just a little."

"Well, I don't care where you stay." Rupert said. "As long as I can come over."

He sat down next to me and kissed me. I slid my hands into his as his toungue crept into my mouth. The kissing grew more intense and I leaned back onto the pillow, Rupert on top of me. Rupert began to kiss down my neck. A quick giggle escaped my lips. "You're just so perfect." I whispered, wrapping my arms around him.

"Thanks." He said, lifting his head and smiling at me. He kissed my lips again, then rolled off me.

"Anyone who can kiss me like that is welcome in my house anytime." I said.

Rupert laughed softly. He rested his hand on my waist, and we kissed again.

After kissing for a while longer, Rupert glanced at his watch. "Oh no!" He exclaimed. "I told my mum I'd be home a half an hour ago!"

"Has it really been that long?" I asked.

Rupert nodded. "I guess I better get out of here, and hope I'm not grounded forever."

"I hope you're not grounded too. Hurry up, get out." Rupert jumped up and I walked him to the door. "Call me when you get the chance." I said.

"If I'm grounded I might not have a chance for awhile. She'll cut off my phone calls at home and take my cell." He sighed.

"Yes you will get the chance." I assured, slipping a new cell phone into his had. Rupert raised his eyebrows.

"You really are living in the lap of luxury, aren't you?"

I laughed and pushed him out the door. "Let's just hope it wasn't really necessary. Go!"

Rupert called an hour later, from a new phone number.

"I'm grounded." He said, before I could even say hello.

"I'm so sorry." I said.

"It's all right. It's not your fault." He sighed. "I should've been more conscientious of the time."

"When will you be able to see me again?" I questioned.

"I'm not quite sure. My mum just screamed on and on about what can happen when you have 'intimate relations' with girls."

I shuddered. "Now I'm really sorry."

"Don't be." He insisted. "I've got an idea of how we can still see each other."

"What is it?"

"I start filming The Order of the Phoenix on Thursday. You can come hang out on the set."

"If you're sure it's okay, I'd love to."

"I'm sure. My mum won't even know. She doesn't like it on the set, so she makes my dad go, but he doesn't like it either, so he goes to shop or drink coffee or whatever he does. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is, my parents won't find out."

I arrived at Leavesden Studios at 7:00 Thursday morning. "Name please." The guard asked as I approached the entrance.

"Kylie Lewis." I replied.

"Ah, yes." The guard said, checking his clipboard. "Please head to Trailer 7. Mr. Grint is waiting for you." I took the pass he handed me and went off in search of Trailer 7.

Finding the trailer turned out to be no problem, they were very organized and orderly. As I walked towards it, I started to feel a bit nervous. I knew absolutely nothing about how to act on a movie set. I was feeling out of place, and I didn't like that feeling.

Rupert answered the door almost before I had knocked on it. "Long time, no see." He said.

"A few day?" I asked as he let me into the trailer.

"Yes, a few days. Much to long."

I laughed. "You're right, much, much too long."

"I have a couple minutes before I need to be in Wardrobe." Rupert said, putting his hands around my waist and moving in close to me.

"Good," I returned. "Just keep track of those minutes this time. We don't need you in any more trouble."

He started kissing me, softly at first, then more passionately. We moved over to the couch.

"Mmm." I sighed as his lips graced my collarbone. His hands slowly moved up my body, but when they started to slide up under my shirt I had to stop him.

"Not now." I said. "We should probably be leaving anyway."

"I guess so." Rupert sighed.

When I walked on set with Rupert, I was surprised by the reaction. Several of the adults seemed shocked to see me, and Emma Watson looked like she was about to have a heart attack. A quick look of anger flashed across her face, but she immediately replaced it with a smile. She ran over to me wanting an autograph.

"So much for anonymity. Apparently I underestimated my fame." I whispered to Rupert.

"I have all your CDs!" Emma gushed as I signed the notebook she handed me. "It's so cool to meet you."

"I was going to say the same thing!" I laughed. "You have to give me your autograph now."

Emma scribbled her name on a piece of paper. "I can't believe you want this!" She exclaimed.

When she left, Dan came over and whispered something in Rupert's ear. Rupert blushed and whispered back.

"What did you say?" I asked after Dan had walked away.

"He just asked about me and you." Rupert answered.

"And what did you tell him?"

"Nothing bad!"

"Oh come on! I want to know!"

"I told him that we were going out now. That's it."

"Aww." I slipped my hand into his. "You know that a guy really likes you when he tells his friends."

"Then I'll have to tell all my friends so that you can see how much I really do like you."

I smiled. "I believe you like me. You could tell no one, have it be your own little secret, and I would still believe it."

I spent the day doing pretty much nothing. I just sat around and watched them rehearse scene after scene after scene. The did each one way too many times and I quicky bored of it. By lunchtime I was entirely sick of being there. I wasn't going to tell Rupert that though. If I did he might suggest that I leave. I did want to leave, but then I would have to leave Rupert, and I didn't want to do that. I wanted to feel his lips on mine again. I wanted his arms to pull me close to him. I wanted his hands to slide all the way up under my shirt, and maybe under my bra too. I wanted to feel his touch for the rest of my life.

The next day was pretty much the same. I arrived at Rupert's trailer early in the morning and we made out for a little bit. He did try to touch me under my shirt again, and this time I let him. The call for hair and makeup came much too soon.

The ladies who did makeup noticed out slightly rumpled appearances and exchanged knowing looks with one another. The wardrobe assistants did the same. "You know, I think that the crew has figured out that we're an item." I said to Rupert as we walked across the lot towards the first set that he was filming on that day.

"Is that a problem?" He asked suspiciously.

"Of course not!" I exclaimed defensively. "I was just commenting."

We both fell silent, to avoid an argument. Rupert took my hand and we didn't talk to each other again until filming was over for the day.

The next day I decided that I couldn't put up with another day on set. It was my last day in London and I really didn't want to spend it in such a boring way. I called Rupert first thing in the morning.

"I can't come today." I told him when he answered.

"Why not?" He asked.

"I have to go home now."

"But I thought that you weren't going to leave until three."

"My schedule was changed." I lied. "I have to leave in an hour."

"Well, can you come until then?"

"Sure." I said, stifling a sigh.

I showed up at the set five minutes later, my emotions all mixed up. It's not that I didn't like Rupert. I really liked him a lot, but I didn't much like his job. All this time on set, doing the same scenes repeatedly. There was nothing to occupy me while he worked. Sometimes I would talk to Emma, but she seemed to have something against me. She stayed polite, but she was never exactly nice.

"It's too bad that you can't stay." Rupert said while we cuddled up on the couch in his trailer.

"Yeah." I said, faking dissapointment. "I'll be back in two weeks, though."

"I know, but it seems like such a long time."

I kissed him softly. "It does." I sighed.

"When you come back we'll be filming on location."

"Cool." I said, trying to sound like that was an exciting difference. Please stop talking and go back to kissing, I thought. Apparently Rupert got the message. He brushed a piece of hair out of my face and we kissed until I 'had' to leave.

I left feeling kind of bad about lying to Rupert, but in a way I felt I had to. I didn't want him to think that I didn't like him enough. I couldn't let him think that I didn't want to spend time with him.

I went back to my hotel and packed. Interestingly enough, I didn't feel like doing much of anything. I had thought that I'd be able to spend a fun day in London, but I just didn't feel up to it. My lie had ruined the day.

A few hours later, after lounging around in my hotel room, watching Harry Potter movies, I boarded a plane to NYC. I met my manager at the airport, the vacation was over. Back to the 20 hour days of a popstar. He handed me my itinerary. I was free for the night, but I'd be up at 4:00 the next day for an interview and performance on the Today show. I decided to get to bed as soon as we got to the hotel. I would need as much sleep as I could get. At 8:00 Rupert called, waking me from a deep sleep.

"I missed you today." He said.

"I missed you too." I answered, really meaning it. "It just wasn't the same without you."

Rupert laughed. "Listen to us! How are we going to make it two whole weeks without each other?"

"We've got so much work to do. I bet half the time we won't even notice."

"I don't think so."

It was my turn to laugh. "You're probably right. Now I don't mean to be rude, but I have to get to sleep. I'm up at four tomorrow."

"I'll talk to you later then, okay?"

"Yeah. I'll be waiting for your call." I hung up the phone and fell asleep. Rupert filled my dreams all night.

The next morning I woke up, my alarm clock ringing in my ear. I tried to ignore it, but as soon as I had drifted off again, the ring of my phone joined it.

"Thank goodness you called." I said after seeing it was Rupert.

"Why is that?" Rupert answered.

"Because I didn't want to get up. I was on the verge of being late."

"Wow. It must be hard getting up so early."

"If it's so early then why did you call me?"

"Because if I have to get up at 2:00 in the morning just to hear your voice, then I will."

"Aww. That's so sweet. Having you call has already made my day brighter."

I got up and awkwardly got dressed one-handed as we talked. My sister came in and I asked her to order some breakfast from room service. When it was time to go I said goodbye to Rupert.

"I'll be missing you." I sighed.

"Same here. I'll talk to you tonight, okay?"

"Sure."

It was 5:00 when Faye, Rob, and I finally piled into the car that was waiting to take us to the studio where the Today show was broadcast from. On the way there Faye talked me through the interview.

"There's just one thing you must remember." She said.

"What's that?" I asked, only half paying attention.

"You can't tell them about you and Rupert."

"What!" I shouted, now fully awake. "Why not?"

"Because it's bad for your image or something. I'm only telling you what Larry said."

"But...but." I stuttered. "Oh okay. I guess the manager knows best." I knew it would be hard to keep my mouth shut, though.

Sure enough, the first question I was asked was about my vacation.

"So how was your week off?" The lady (whose name I forgot as soon as I had heard it) asked.

"It was very nice." I said. "I went to England and did some sightseeing and stuff."

"Meet any cute British boys?"

I laughed, maybe a little too loudly. "No, no." I insisted. "I just spent some time with my girls."

She accepted that answer and moved on. The interview finished a half an hour later, after she had asked me quesitons about my next album, my family, and if I was planning to get into acting (not any time soon!) I performed my second single on the outdoor stage and I did very well (or so Faye said.) Then, I was off to a photo shoot.

I met my two best friends, Melissa and Tara, at the photo shoot. Lots of excited hugs were exchanged. We hadn't seen each other in a whole month.

"How was England?" Tara asked after we had settled down a bit.

"Really, really good." I sighed.

"Oh my gosh!" Melissa exclaimed. "You totally met a guy, didn't you?"

"Yes." I said.

"Well, who is her?" Tara asked when I didn't continue.

"Rupert Grint."

"Are you serious?" Melissa yelled. "You've got to be messing with us."

"No, I'm not messing with you. I really am going with him."

"This is the coolest!" Tara said. "How come you didn't mention it when you were on the TV this morning?"

I frowned. "I wasn't allowed to."

"You weren't allowed to?" They both asked in unision.

"Yeah. my manager said not to say anything about it." I explained. "Can we just drop the subject now?"

"Sure." Melissa said. "So, tell us more about Rupert."

The photo shoot draged on for hours. I was so bored. Even though my best friends were there, something was missing. I missed Rupert. I wanted to be with him.

The whole week was haunted with that feeling. I didn't have much fun because I was always missing Rupert deep down inside. I needed to hug him again. I needed to be cuddled up in his arms. I just needed his touch.

"My plane will arrive at 3." I said into the phone. I was talking to Rupert on my cell, and waiting for my plane to land in London. It was finally time to go back to London. After the week that had lasted an eternity, I was finally going to see Rupert! It wasn't a break from work, but I owuld be doing a promotional tour across Europe and I would be in England for two weeks. There would be tons of time for me and Rupert to be together. The only problem was my growing popularity. I could no longer go unnoticed in England, and if you added that to the fact that no one was supposed to know about me and Rupert, well, you can just say that there weren't many date options open. This didn't really bother me, since all I wanted was to be with Rupert and it didn't matter where, but Rupert didn't like it much. He had planned for us to do all sorts of things that were no longer possible.

"Could you tell me again why you can't let anyone know about us?" He asked.

"Because," I sighed. "It's not good for my career or something. I'm not totally sure why."

"Why couldn't you just tell your manager that you didn't care?"

"Because I can't do that. He's kind of like my director. You'd never tell your director that you weren't going to do what he said, right?"

"Okay. I guess I kind of get it when you put it that way."

"Anyway, I don't really care that much. So maybe we'll get 'caught' or something. Then we won't have to worry about it anymore."

Rupert laughed. "All right. I'll see you when you get here."

"Bye." We said at the same time. I snapped my phone shut and sighed to myself. Maybe I should just drop everything my manager had said and not care whether the world knew about Rupert and I. They always say there's no such thing as bad publicity.

"Kylie!" I could hear him, but not see him. Where was he? "Over here!" He yelled again. I spotted him across the busy airport terminal. Forgetting the paparazzi that was following me closely, I ran to him. I jumped into his arms almost knocking him over.

"Long time, no see." I laughed.

He kissed me. "Much too long. So I thought we weren't supposed to be public about this thing?"

I stopped and realized there were camera flashes going off around us. "Oh...yeah...gues I don't really care what my manager thinks."

"Won't he be mad?"

"Yeah, he'll be mad, but he'll get over it."

Rupert kissed me again. "Let's go." He said. We went to collect my luggage, then we caught a taxi to the hotel I was staying at.

"I'm so glad I'm back here with you." I sighed, cuddling up to Rupert in the taxi.

"Just wasn't the same without you." He said, wrapping his arms around me.

"So what are your plans for tomorrow?" I asked.

"I've got the day off."

"That's great! I have a meeting and then a press conference in the morning, but then I'm free too."

"Then we can spend some time together."

"Definitely." He answered.

At the meeting the next day, Larry was furious. He had gone to get his morning coffee, he said, and passing by the newsstand he had spotted five (FIVE!) tabloids with Rupert and I on the cover.

"I thought I made it clear that you were supposed to keep the relationship a secret." He said.

"I just...forgot." I said meekly. "I really didn't mean to."

"There's nothing we can do about it now." Faye jumped in. "Why not just forgive and forget?"

Larry rolled his eyes. "Let's just hope everything goes okay."

I was starting to get mad at this point. "Why does it fucking matter?" I burst out.

Faye gasped and Larry's eyes widened. I covered my mouth and slumped down in my chair.

"You'd better calm down." Larry said after the initial shock had worn off. "We don't want any outbursts like that at the press conference."

"Okay." I answered quietly.

The rest of the meeting went fine without any more problems, but as we were walking across the building to where the press conference would be held things went wrong again.

"I don't want you to answer any questions about Rupert." Larry announced. I glared at him but just as I was about to open my mouth to tell him off Faye spoke up.

"She won't, don't worry." She said, giving me a significant look that meant 'just keep your mouth shut and do what he says for now.' I sighed, but obeyed and kept my mouth shut...for about three seconds.

"If I'm not supposed to answer the questions then what should I do instead? They might think that I'm kind of rude if I just ignore it." Faye knew that I was being sarcastic but Larry seemed to think that I honestly didn't know how to dodge hard questions.

"You say 'no comment'" He told me with a voice that was conveying one word..."duh." Faye glared at me yet again.

"This is not the time for your little teenage attitude to be kicking in." She whispered when Larry had gone to see if they were ready for me yet.

"My little teenage attitude?" I asked. "You'd be mad too! It's not a little teenage attitude thing!"

"Why don't you understand that Larry knows what's best for you and your career?"

"He doesn't!" I said furiously, my voice getting a bit louder. "I know what's best for me and my career! Can't it be my choice? It is my career after all."

"We can have a talk about it later, when Larry is in a better mood, but for now it's better just to sit back and do what's expected of you."

"Okay." I said, sighing yet again. "I'll do what you say...but only because I trust YOU. Not because of Larry."

"That's a good girl." Faye said, patting my head. I pushed her hand away.

"I'm too old for that now!"

Larry returned a few seconds later. "They're ready for you now." He said. "You walk up, then just pose for about a minute to keep the photographers happy. After that take your seat and they'll start asking questions. Remember, if it's about Rupert, then just say 'no comment'."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." I rolled my eyes. Faye gave me a look. "Don't worry." I reassured. "I'll do everything perfectly."

I walked up the steps onto the platform, being careful not to trip in my heels. Then I stood there for a minute or two with a huge (and entirely fake) smile. When I had had enough of the flashbulbs I sat down behind the little table that was there for me. It was all set up with a glass of water and a bottle of Diet Pepsi. I silently wondered how they knew what my favorite soda was. I looked out at all the people in the room and waited for the first question.

"So what's going on with you and Rupert Grint?" A reporter in the front row asked.

I glanced around and located Larry standing in the back of the room. I gave him a big grin. "We're going out." I said. Larry's mouth dropped open and for a minute he looked like he had had a heart attack. Then the look of shock was replaced by a look of anger. I could tell that it was all he could do keep from shutting down the conference right then and there. Faye was standing next to him, shaking her head. I brushed off the guilty feelings that were beginning to creep into my head and looked back to the reporter who had asked the question. "We've been together for nearly a month." I continued. "I really like him and I hope that the relationship will continue for a long time."

More questions started to come and I realized why Larry hadn't wanted me to talk about my relationship at the conference. A lot of the questions were inappropriate and way too personal. I finally started using the 'no comment' phrase.

"See." Faye said when I met her and Larry in the hallway after the press conference had finished. "I told you to listen to him, I told you that he knew what would be best."

"I'm sorry." I said, hanging my head. "I really had no idea what would happen."

"I know." Faye sighed, giving me a hug. "I probably should have warned you straight out."

"Can we just go back to the hotel now? Rupert's going to meet me there."

"Sure, but maybe you guys should stay in today. I don't want you to have to worry about all the reporters and paparrazi."

"Whatever. I'd rather stay in anyway."

"Why?"

"Because it seems like whenever Rupert and I go out we tend to get into arguments, but we never do when we're just hanging out by ourselves."

"Hmm." Faye said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, just be careful girl."

"Be careful? Huh?"

"Well, if you and Rupert don't get along then maybe it isn't really supposed to be."

"Of course it's supposed to be!" I said, growing slightly hysterical. "Why is everyone doubting me? Why is everyone assuming things? Why can't things just be easy?"

"I'm sorry Kylie." Faye said, draping her arm over my shoulder and giving me a squeeze. "I know you're stressed from what happened back there. Let's just get back to the hotel where you can relax and hang out with Rupert."

I sighed dejectedly. "I wish it were easier, but I asked for it with this career." I paused. "I can't wait to see Rupert." I said to no one in particular, a smile spreading across my face just at the thought of him.

"There you are!" Rupert said when I stepped out of the car. He was waiting in front of the hotel. "I saw snippets of the press conference on TV. Was it really as bad as it looked?"

"Yeah, it was." I sighed. "It was absolutely horrible."

Just then three photographers came out of nowhere and started frantically snapping pictures. "Let's go in." I said, grabbing Rupert's hand and pulling him along.

"You don't need to pull my arm off!" Rupert gasped as I tugged him towards the hotel entrance.

"Sorry." I said, slowing down so that I wasn't dragging him as much anymore.

"So what do you want to do today?" Rupert asked when we got up to my suite. He slipped his arms around my waist and started kissing my neck.

"This works." I said, basking in the attention he was giving me.

Just then we heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. We jumped apart and turned around to see who it was. Faye was standing in the doorway. "I have to go to a scheduling meeting for the press that you'll be doing while you're here." She said. "Can I trust you two here? Or do I need to get a chaperone?"

"No, you can trust us." I said quickly. The last thing I wanted was her appointing Rob to keep an eye on me.

Faye hesitated, but finally gave in. "Okay, but don't break my trust or you will never be left out of my sight again."

"Okay, don't worry, we'll be good." I insisted. Rupert nodded in agreement.

"I'll be back in about two hours, don't leave the hotel without Rob."

"We won't." Rupert and I said in unison. Faye hesistated once more, then she turned and left.

"Why'd you lie?" Rupert asked as I shut the door.

"What do you mean?"

"You said we'd be good." He said, coming up and wrapping his arms around me. "Do you mean to tell me that you actually plan on being good while she's gone?"

I looked up into Rupert's eyes and gave him a questioning look. "Do you mean what I think you mean?" I asked.

"What do you think I mean?"

I raised my eyebrows at him and he rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to do." He said.

"Okay." I replied.

Rupert took my hand and we headed towards my bedroom.

"How far are you willing to go?" Rupert asked as we lay on my bed, our arms around each other. "It's up to you."

"Let's just go for it." I said.

Rupert looked surprised. "Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes. I'm ready."

"Okay." He whispered before moving in to kiss me.

When Faye arrived back at the hotel two hours later Rupert and I were sitting on the couch, fully clothed, watching the Matrix on DVD. "Did you guys behave yourselves?" She asked, looking very skeptical when I nodded my head.

"Don't give me that look!" I exclaimed, in what I hoped to be an exasperated tone. "We've been sitting here innocently watching this movie the whole time!" I rolled my eyes and turned away before she could see the smile that was spreading across my face. I caught Rupert's eye and we exchanged mischievious smiles before I turned back to Faye. "You really need to trust me more." I sighed. "I'm sixteen years old, a high school graduate, and I have a career! Treat me like an adult sometimes, okay?"

Faye sighed and gave me a LOOK. I shut up right away. "Well I need to have a talk with you, Miss ADULT."

"About the meeting?"

"Yes, and about OTHER STUFF." She said, nodding slightly towards Rupert as she said it.

I sighed loudly. "Okay. Just let me walk Rupert down to the lobby."

"Okay, but you'd better be back up here in ten minutes at the most."

"Am I in trouble?"

"No, you're not in trouble. I'm just stressed, sorry."

I nodded and headed out of the hotel suite with Rupert.

"She knows." I said as we walked down the hall towards the elevator. Rupert had his arm around my waist and I had mine around his.

Rupert gave me a worried look. "She's going to be mad, isn't she."

"No, actually. I don't think she is. She's just going to give me a very long lecture."

"So she won't do anything crazy like ban you from seeing me?" Rupert asked as we stepped into the elevator.

I shook my head. "She's a big sister, which means she's responsible, but cool at the same time. She'll just give me tons of sisterly advice and a sex-education lesson."

Rupert laughed. "You're lucky. I remember when my mom yelled at me for an hour that time when I was late coming back from seeing you." The elevator stopped and we stepped out onto the marble floor of the lobby. "Will I see you tomorrow?" He asked.

"I don't know, but probably. I have press and stuff, but I should have an hour or two somewhere where we can see each other."

"Okay." Rupert held my hands and gave me a short soft kiss. "Call me when you know your schedule."

"Sure." I replied, before kissing him back. I opened my mouth slightly and let his tounge edge it's way in. We continued to french right in the middle of the hotel lobby until a flashbulb went off startling me back to reality. I glared over at the photographer that had been lurking in the corner of the lobby. "I wish they would just fuck off." I muttered, so that only Rupert could hear. He seemed a little startled by my language, but then he brushed it off and comforted me.

"I know." He said, giving me a hug. "You get used to it after awhile though."

"Hopefully." I sighed. "I guess it's just one of those bad things that comes with the job."

"Well try to think of the good things more than the bad."

"I will, I will." I said. I kissed him one more time on the lips, then he left and I headed back up to my suite.

"There are two things we need to talk about." Faye said when I walked back into the room. "Do you want to start with the easy or the hard?" She was sitting at the table in the middle of the room and she had tons of paperwork strewn all around her.

"Easy?" I asked, sitting down across from her.

"Well, neither are exactly easy, one is just easier than the other."

"I'll go with the easier one then."

"Okay...it's about your itinerary for this trip."

"Is something wrong?"

"Well, Larry felt compelled to cancel several press conferences and interviews because of the little mishap at the press conference earlier today. You do realize that cancelled interviews will reflect badly on you?"

"Well then don't cancel them. I don't care if they ask me personal questions. I'll just say 'no comment' if I don't want to answer."

"Are you sure you can handle it? I don't want to put too much stress on you."

"No, it's fine. I want to do the interviews. I was looking forward to them."

"Okay, I"ll tell him that you want them all rescheduled, if you're totally sure."

"Yes, I'm totally sure. Is that all about my itinerary?"

"Yep, that's all. Here's your schedule for tomorrow. The others won't be finalized until we get all the interviews penciled in."

Faye handed me a sheet of paper with a ridiculously long list of stuff to do on it. I scanned it over. "But there's no free time at all on here! How am I supposed to see Rupert?"

"And on to the second, harder conversation topic." Faye said grimly.

I looked up from the schedule and found her staring at me with an extremely stern look on her face.

"Are you mad?" I asked.

"No, not mad. Just sort of surprised."

"Surprised? Why?"

"I just feel that you're a bit too young for this type of relationship. I don't feel that you're ready yet."

"But I am ready. I don't know why you seem to think that I'm such a little kid all the time."

Faye sighed. "I dont think you're a little kid. It's just that you're only sixteen! You have your whole life ahead of you."

"And that life can't include sex?"

"Well, I just wasn't thinking that it would include sex quite so soon."

"I love him and he loves me. We're both responsible mature young adults. I don't think there's anything wrong with what we did."

"There's nothing wrong with it. I guess i'm just one of those overprotective big sisters. It's hard to see you grow up. And well, I hate to point this out, but you've only known him for two weeks."

"So? You haven't ever heard of love at first sight?"

"Yeah, I've heard of it, but I don't believe in it."

"Well I do. I really do."

Faye sighed yet again. "You used a condom, right?"

"Of course! I'm not stupid."

"Just making sure."

"How did you know anyway?"

"How did I know you guys had slept together?"

"Yeah."

"You guys were all over each other before I left. Then when I got back you kind of had this smiley thing going on. Also that look you guys gave each other? I'm not totally oblivious you know."

"So you kind of knew that we were going to even before you left? Then why did you leave us here alone?"

"Because I do trust you and I believe that you need to make your own decisions."

"Well thanks for that." I said sincerely. "I'm glad that you trust me."

"That was then! I don't trust you anymore! You totally broke my trust by lying to me!"

I sat there in shock, my mouth wide open, until I noticed the laughter in Faye's eyes.

"You're joking?" I asked, calming down slightly.

"Yes! Of course I'm joking! I didn't exactly expect you to stand there and tell me that you were going to have sex with him while I was gone."

I relaxed all the way and we both laughed picturing that scenario.

"We still have something to work out." I told Faye, after we had finished talking about my personal life.

"What's that?" Faye asked, frowning.

I held up my copy of my itinerary. "I need time to see Rupert." I said.

Faye closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I know you're not going to want to hear this, but you're not going to be able to see him tomorrow. There's just no time."

"Well make some time! I'm not going to go a whole day without seeing him when we're both here in London."

Faye looked over the itinerary for a very long time. "I guess you could see him for a half hour after the photo shoot as long as they get all the shots that they need quickly. I had an extra half hour scheduled for the shoot because you know how sometimes they go over, but as long as it stays on time you should be able to catch a bit of time with Rupert then."

"Is that all?" I asked, hoping she could manage to get me more time.

"Yes, that's all. I'm sorry. Is he going to be working tomorrow?"

"I think so, but I'm not sure."

"Well the photo shoot location is very close to Leavesden, and your break is at the same time that the younger actors break for lunch, so if he's working you could probably manage to see him for even more time. Forty-five minutes if you're lucky."

"Oh really? I hope he's working then. Well I'm going to call him to let him know about my schedule, so I'll see what's up with him."

Faye nodded and I headed into my room to call him. I picked my cell up off of the nightstand and dialed Rupert's cell. He picked up on the first ring.

"Hey Ky. You got your schedule?"

"Yeah, and it's majorly disappointing. Are you working tomorrow?"

"Yes, why?"

"Well that's good. I can see you for about thirty minutes, maybe a bit more if my photo shoot gets out early."

"Only a half hour? That sucks."

"Yeah, I have a very busy day."

"So you're gonna meet me on set?"

"Yeah, at break time."

"Well, at least we'll get to see each other, even if it's only for a very little bit."

"Yeah, at first it was looking like I wouldn't see you at all, but Faye managed to find a little spot of time."

"Well make sure to thank her."

I laughed. "I'll be sure to."

"My mother's calling me for dinner, so I have to go now." Rupert said.

"Okay. I'll talk to you later, then?"

"Call me before you go to sleep tonight."

"Okay." I paused and then managed to say what I'd been getting up the nerve to do throughout the whole conversation. "I love you."

"And I love you." Rupert said. I breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone. I lay back onto my pillow blissfully and fell into daydreams of Rupert.

"I have some bad news." Rupert said when I called him at 8:30 that night. "I've been meaning to tell you since you got back, but I haven't been able to get up the courage."

"What is it?" I asked, fearing the worst.

"I have to go to the US for the premiere of Goblet of Fire on Friday."

I couldn't even speak. I was in totaly shock. Our two weeks of actually being in the same city were falling to ruin.

"Kylie? Are you there?"

I snapped back from the shock and managed to reply. "Yeah, I'm here."

"I'm really sorry."

"Don't be." I sighed, still not totally believing what Rupert had said. "You don't have any control over it."

"I can invite someone, and I want you to come. I know you probably can't though."

"Wow. I'd really love to be able to come along with you. That'd be amazing. I've never been to a movie premiere before." Then an idea came to me. "You know what? Let me talk to Faye. A movie premiere might be allowed. It's a good amount of publicity that my manager might not want to turn down."

"Really? You mean there's a chance that you might be able to come?"

"Yes, a small chance."

"Well what are you waiting for? Go talk to her now!"

"Okay, I will. I'll call you back as soon as I get a straight answer from her."

I snapped my phone shut and headed out of my room. Faye was still sitting at the table poring over her paperwork. "Can I ask you something?" I asked as I approached the table.

"Yes?" Faye looked up from the papers and gave me a small smile.

"Well, I was wondering whether we could possibly make a small change to my schedule?"

"What kind of change? Please just ask me Kylie. I don't feel like listening to you beat around the bush."

I rushed into my question. "Rupert invited me to the Goblet of Fire premiere on Friday and I really want to go. It'd be a good publicity thing and I bet there would be lots of fans pretty much expecting me to be there." I said this all in one breath and then crossed my fingers hoping for a good answer.

"The Goblet of Fire premiere? The one in the US?"

"Yeah, that one."

Faye sighed deeply. "Oh Kylie. I don't know."

I braced myself for the inevitable 'no'.

"Let me call Larry, okay?"

"Sure." I was holding my breath and praying with every bone in my body that I'd be able to go.

Faye dug around in the papers until she found her cell. She dialed Larry and waited what seemed like an eternity for him to pick up.

"Hi Larry. This is Faye. I have something to negotiate with you. -- Kylie's been invited to attend the premiere of the upcoming Harry Potter movie. -- Yes I do understand that you think it's best for Kylie to keep her relationships as out of the spotlight as possible, but look at the other side of things. Everyone knows that they are dating anyway, and many reporters and fans may even expect her to show up at this premiere. It'd be a very good amount of publicity for Kylie. -- Well there is a good amount of media speculation on celebrity couples, we could use Kylie's relationship to her advantage. -- The premiere is Friday so the only thing she'd be giving up is the late night talk show, which her younger fans can't see anyway, and we can reschedule the magazine interviews to the other days. They're easy to fit in wherever. -- So it's a yes? Okay, don't worry about the preparation, I'll set everything up." Faye hung up the cell and gave me a big smile. "Do I come through for you or what?" She asked, opening her arms for a hug. I squealed and ran to give her the biggest hug.

"Thank you so much, Faye." I said, before retreating back to my room to give Rupert the good news.

"This is so great!" Rupert exclaimed after I had told him the good news.

"I can't wait! It's going to be so amazing."

"It certainly is."

"I should go to sleep now." I said, reluctantly.

"I understand. You need your beauty sleep."

"Yes, and I have a photo shoot tomorrow, so it is majorly important that I stay beautiful."

Rupert laughed. "You'll be beautiful...you're always beautiful."

"Thanks...well I'm off now. I'll see you tomorrow, don't bother calling me because I'll have my cell turned off while I'm working. I'll call you if I get a moment."

"Well my phone may be off as well if I'm filming, so you may not get a hold of me."

"Okay, I'll definitely see you at lunchtime, though."

"Can't wait. Love you."

"Love you too."

I hung up the phone and climbed into bed. I fell asleep right away, totally exhausted from the emotionally turbulent day I had just experienced.

I was woken extremely early the next morning by Faye.

�Time to get ready to go.� She said, shaking me lightly.

I groaned and rolled over, tugging the covers over my head. I had a pounding headache and I totally didn�t feel like getting up or doing anything.

�Come on.� Faye coaxed, getting up and opening the drapes. The early morning sunlight shined into the room and I managed to pry my eyes open the tiniest bit. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 5:00 AM.

�I have the worst migraine.� I complained to Faye.

�Well we still have some Aleve in the bathroom.� Faye said. �That should help.�

�God...the one thing I hate about this business.� I whined. �You don�t get sick days.�

�That�s right. You don�t. Now get to it!� Faye pulled the covers off me.

�Where are we going first? I can�t remember.�

�Radio interview.�

�So it doesn�t matter what I wear?�

�You don�t need to be dressed to the T, but you should be reasonably presentable since there may be photographers outside the studio.�

�Cool.� I managed to get up out of bed and trudge to the bathroom where I downed three Aleve and two glasses of water.

�I�m going to go make you some coffee, and I�ll order up some breakfast.� Faye said, heading out of the room.

�Just Cheerios for me please!� I said to her retreating back. �And no coffee, just a Red Bull.�

Faye sighed. �You need to eat more than that, and I don�t like you drinking all those Red Bulls, they�ve got WAY too much caffeine in them.�

�I don�t want more than that, and I like the Red Bulls, they keep me up and awake.�

Faye didn�t push the argument. She left the room sighing audibly.

I dug through my suitcases, which I had not yet unpacked, searching for something to wear. After looking at nearly everything and throwing clothes all around the hotel room, I finally decided on some faded jeans and a black T with Merry and Pippin from Lord of the Rings on it (my favorite shirt, I�d bought it at Hot Topic a year ago).

I slid my feet into my black flip-flops and headed into the main room of the suite. �Ready!� I shouted.

Faye came out of her room, looked me over, and gave me a big smile. �You look great Kylie.�

A knock sounded on the door just then. �That must be breakfast.� Faye said. �Can you get it? I have to make sure I have everything that I�ll need today.� She went back into her room and I headed for the door.

I opened the door, but it wasn�t the room service cart that I saw. It was Rupert!

�Oh my gosh!� I shrieked, flinging my arms around him. �What are you doing here?� I said, not loosening my hold one bit.

�I wanted to stop by and say hi before work.� Rupert said. He hugged me back and then kissed me a few times on the lips.

�That�s so sweet of you! My day is going to be so much better now.� I gushed.

�I�m glad.� Rupert kissed me a few more times before letting go. �I have to go now, but I�ll see you at lunchtime.�

�Ok, bye...I can�t wait to see you later!�

Rupert left and I went back to my room with a huge smile on my face.

I searched around my room for my purse, and finally found it shoved in a drawer. How it got there I had no idea. I met Faye in the main room again and she pointed to the room service tray. �You didn�t eat.� She said.

�Didn�t feel like it.� I said. I grabbed the can of Red Bull and headed out the door. Faye followed behind me lecturing me about the importance of eating healthy breakfasts.

We arrived at the studio just a few minutes later. I stepped out of the car and was immediately hounded by reporters and photographers. I ignored the questions but stood posing for the cameras for a minute or so until Faye told me we had to go in. I walked very close to Rob as we made our way through the crowd. It was kind of scary, how everyone was trying to grab at me. I�d never encountered that type of crowd before.

We got to the booth were we were going to be doing our segment, and a guy came to outline the session. Larry jumped in and told the guy to make sure no questions were asked about my personal life. I waved him off and talked to the guy myself. �Questions about my personal life are okay.� I told him. �Just no questions about sex, cause those just aren�t appropriate.�

Larry actually smiled at me when I said that. �Good call.� He said. �Good call.�

I grinned at Faye and felt totally empowered by this new allowance to say what I wanted.

�Do these chairs have to be so uncomfortable?� I complained when I sat down in my chair in front of the microphone. Immediately I was presented with a different one. I switched chairs and got mentally ready to give my interview.

The DJ did his little intro thing and then introduced me. After that he started the questions. �So tell us about that press conference the other day...� He said.

�So horrible.� I said. �Wasn�t expecting it to get so bad.�

�How do you get through it when interviews go wrong?�

�Say �no comment� a lot.� I laughed.

�Good strategy. So how long have you and Rupert been dating.�

�Not long, the relationship is still rather new. I think it�s been about three weeks or so...not sure exactly.�

�How did you guys meet?�

�We met at a caf� in London. I can�t remember all the details, but I know he asked to sit at my table, and I recognized him.�

�Did he know who you were?�

�Not until I said my name. He�d heard my music a few times, but he�d never seen a picture of me or anything like that.�

�What did you guys do for your first date?�

�We went to a park by his house.�

�What made you stick around for a second date?�

�No comment.� I said, grinning.

�Okay...interesting.� The DJ laughed.

�Well that�s all the time we have for now.� The DJ announced, wrapping up the interview. �Make sure to catch Kylie�s performance of her second single, Jealousy, on Top of the Pops tomorrow night.� He put on the next song and I leaned back and yawned.

�Where to next?� I asked Faye who had just come into the room.

�Photo shoot time.� She said.

�What�s the shoot for?�

�It�s a magazine shoot.�

�Oh really?� I perked up, the magazine photo shoots were always my favorite. �Which one?�

�British Elle.�

I raised my eyebrow. �Whatever. Stop kidding. Which magazine?�

�I�m not kidding, Kylie. It�s British Elle.�

�But that�s for fashion models and huge international superstars.�

�Well they called us and asked for you.�

�Oh my gosh.� I shrieked. �This is AMAZING. I can�t believe I�m going to be on the cover of British Elle!�

�Well we�d better get going.� Faye reminded. �Or else you won�t be.�

I jumped from my chair, no longer feeling the sleepiness that I�d been feeling just a few minutes ago.

�They�re going to do an interview for the article tomorrow.� Faye said handing me the next days itinerary, which she�d gotten the final draft of while I�d been giving my radio interview. I looked it over and saw the 1:00 spot read �BRITISH ELLE INTERVIEW�. �It�s going to be one of those laid back interviews, where you go out shopping and then do some talking over lunch.�

�Cool.� I said. �I love those. They�re always so much fun. Is it scheduled where we�ll be shopping? Or is that up to me?�

�It�s up to you. Make a decision by 3:00 today, okay?�

�Sure.� I shrugged. �Easy enough.�

We pulled up to gorgeous mansion. �We�re taking the pictures here?� I asked, sort of confused.

�They wanted the photos for the spread to have a personal tone, so they wanted to have you in a house setting instead of just in front of a colored backdrop.�

�Oh...that�ll be interesting.�

�It�ll be fun. Now come on, lets go, we�re on a time schedule here.�

We headed to the doors of the mansion, dodging a few photographers on the way there. A wardrobe person met me as soon as I�d walked through the door. �Ready to get glamorous?� She asked.

�Ready as I�ll ever be.� I said. The lady led me down two hallways to a room that had been set up as a dressing room/makeup room.

�Hair and makeup first.� She said, guiding me into the chair in front of the mirror. �Teresa will be with you in a moment to fix you up.�

�Okay.� I smiled sweetly.

�Fix me up?� I asked Faye, as soon as the wardrobe lady was gone. �Do I look horrible or something?�

�No, of course not, but you don�t look photo shoot glam.�

�Whatever.� I sighed. I turned my attention to the clothes rack hanging on the other side of the room. �Go see what kind of wardrobe they�ve got.� I told Faye.

Faye walked over to the rack and flipped through the clothes. �A lot of casual bedtime stuff.� She said. �Sweatpants and tanks.�

�Very cool. Comfortable.�

�Also a bunch of flowing flirty dresses.�

�I love those. This should be lots of fun.�

Faye came and sat down next to me. �We have to discuss plans for the Goblet of Fire premiere.�

�Plans?�

�We have to go and get you a dress, you have to prepare yourself for the red carpet interviews. We have to hire a hairstylist and make-up artist for the event, and we have to get your transportation booked and reserve a hotel room.�

�Ugh...so much to do. I guess it�s worth it though.�

�Okay, so first thing I need you to do is find out about the flight that Rupert is taking, since I�m supposing you want to go with him. Then you need to find out where he�s staying, because I again am supposing that you want to stay in the same hotel.�

�Those are easy enough tasks.� I paused. �When can we go shopping for the dress?�

�I can schedule you appointments at a few places for tomorrow evening. That okay?�

�Sounds great....and what else is there to be done?�

�Interview preparation. We�ll spend some time talking about that before your performance tonight.�

A tall woman with blonde hair entered the room and introduced herself as Teresa, the makeup artist. I shook her hand and smiled and then she got to work on my face. It took a half hour for the first look, which was the one to go with the dresses.

"I'm so freaking tired." I whined, after we'd finished the first half of the shoot. "How much longer are we here?"

"Just another hour of this." Faye said as I changed into my next outfit. I'd thought the dresses would be fun, but I hadn't thought about the fact that the dress outfits included high stiletto heels. I was very thankful to be done with them and moving on to the comfortable stuff.

I yawned as I sat back down in the makeup chair so that Teresa could chang up my makeup. Another girl, Marie, who I'd been introduced to earlier, came to redo my hair. I just sat back and relaxed, thankful for the small break.

My phone rang and I reached forward to take it off the makeup table.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey Kylie." Rupert's voice replied.

"Hey, whats up?"

"Just bored. They're going over a scene that Dan and Emma have together, so I don't really have anything to do for the moment."

"I see."

"What are you doing?"

"Just getting my hair and makeup done."

"Photo shoot?"

"Yeah, photo shoot."

"I have a question."

"Yeah?"

"Do you have any regrets about yesterday afternoon?"

"No. Do you? Oh wait, can you hold on a second?" I pushed the makeup brush out of my face and hopped out of the chair. "Can you guys excuse me for a second?" The girls raised their eyebrows, but nodded and moved aside so I could leave the room. "Sorry about that." I apologized to Rupert, as I headed down the hall to the girls bathroom. "I was in a room full of people and I couldn't exactly discuss my sex life freely."

"I understand."

"So anyway...do you have regrets?"

"No, no! Of course not. I just wanted to make sure that you still feel okay about it."

"I still feel wonderful about it. I was actually wondering whether you wanted to meet me at my hotel tomorrow evening. Faye has a business dinner with some people from the record company and it's my bodyguard's night off."

"That sounds really good. I have to go on location in Scotland, but I should be back around 8:30."

"Perfect. Faye leaves at eight so she'll definitely be gone."

"Okay. I'll have the hotel set up a nice dinner in my suite."

"That'll be nice."

"Yeah..." I closed my eyes and imagined the whole scenario. "It'll be really nice."

"Kylie! We need you back in front of the camera NOW." Faye yelled through the bathroom door.

"I've got to go." I told Rupert.

"I'll see you later."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

"Bye."

'Kylie!" Faye yelled again. I snapped my phone shut and quickly left the bathroom.

"Sorry about that." I said.

"Come on. If you don't want this photo shoot to go overtime we really need to get back to work."

"Right. Sorry."

"So what did you and Rupert have to talk about that was so private?" Faye asked.

I raised my eyebrows at her.

"Oh, right."

"All right, that's the last shot." The photographer announced about an hour later, after five more outfits and fifty million more pictures.

"Finally." I muttered under my breath.

"Come on. We really need to go." Faye said, hurrying me towards the dressing room. I quickly changed back into my own clothes and we hurried out to the car.

"I invited Rupert to come over to the hotel tomorrow night while you and Rob are out. Is that okay?" I asked as we drove to Leavesden Studios.

Faye sighed. "I suppose. Just be careful, okay?"

"Of course." I said, rolling my eyes.

"I'm serious, young lady."

"I know you're serious. I don't need you to tell me to be careful though."

"I'm your big sister. It's my job."

I sighed and turned towards the window. We were pulling through the gates of the studio already. We drove down to the main lots where Harry Potter was shooting and I saw Rupert waiting for me. The driver stopped and I jumped out of the car and ran over to him.

"I missed you." I whispered to Rupert as we hugged hello.

"I missed you too." Rupert replied, squeezing me tightly.

We looked at each other and laughed. "Funny that we miss each other after only a few hours of being apart." I said.

"We can't stand to be separated."

"No, we can't."

"Come on, let's go to the catering tent. You can say hello to everyone."

"Ok, but only for a minute or so, then let's go to your trailer." I suggested, giving him a mischievous grin.

"Your wish is my command." Rupert said, smiling.

He looked over towards everyone else on the set and then called over another girl who I'd never met before.

"Kylie, this is Isabel. She's Dan's girlfriend."

Isabel was short, with curly brown hair and big green eyes. Quite a pretty girl. I felt myself becoming slightly jealous. I don't know why, as I'm certainly beautiful myself. There was just something about her that I envied, though I couldn't really put my finger on it.

I smiled slightly at the girl. "Nice to meet you." I said.

"I thought that maybe you two could hang out sometimes when Dan and I are working, since you get so bored and Emma doesn't like you." Rupert said.

"Aw...you actually remember that I get bored. That's so sweet." I smiled at Rupert and leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Can we go to your trailer now?"

Rupert grinned. "Sure."

We headed past the catering tent to Rupert's trailer. He pulled me towards the back where there was a small bedroom.

"I didn't realize these things had bedrooms." I said, sitting on the bed and pulling my shoes off.

"I'm not quite sure why they do." Rupert replied. "It's not like we ever sleep here."

"Well it's convenient anyway." I said, looking up at Rupert. I reached over and pulled gently on the hem of Rupert's t-shirt. "Come here." I said. He moved closer to the bed and I stood up and pulled his shirt off. He kissed me softly, one of his hands on my back, holding me close to him, the other slowly caressing my cheek.

"Do we have time to...?" I asked, pulling back from the kiss slightly.

"Sure." Rupert said.