I felt myself gag as Amanda did up my tie. I felt like a child as she fussed over me. But I wasn't complaining.
I wrapped one of my arms around her body, while I rested my other hand on the ever growing baby bump. A small movement hit my hand as I rested my palm flat. Those were my kids; they always kicked when I placed my hand on Amanda's stomach. It was as if they knew it was me each time.
"Quit teasing them." My fiancée giggled as I poked her stomach and they kicked again. She was five months gone and was quite big, but she was still the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I gave her a peck on the lips before walking away and checking myself out in the mirror; white shirt with the top buttons undone and a black tie that I'd loosened, so it dangled around my neck. I'd slid on an old pair of faded skinny's and my trademark red chucks. I was fairly decent for a premiere.
"This should be fun." I joked, running my hand through my hair. Amanda wasn't coming with us, so I was in charge of Mel. She was a handful. She doesn't even know that I saw her push the shelf of condoms into the couples cart, or that the hand mark on her face was child sized (and that woman had pretty big hands). She thinks its harmless fun, but one day something bad might just happen from her pranks.
"Eww, child in the room." Mel exclaimed, scrunching her face up in disgust. I had Amanda locked in an embrace with our mouths attached and my hand sliding over her ass. That girl really needs to learn how to knock.
"You ready to go, darling?" Amanda asked, pushing me down onto the bed and walking towards our daughter. I was still getting used to calling her that; our daughter. She claimed that I wasn't really her father and insisted on calling me Ryan, which I wasn't going to argue with. I hadn't been there for her when she was growing up; she had every right to not want me as her father. But I was determined to make it up to her by being the best dad I could be for the rest of her life.
"Yeah." Mel replied. She was wearing the outfit the two of us had picked out a few days prior to the premiere. Mel looked amazing in it. Watching her, she looked so grown up. It made me realize how much of her life I'd missed out on and how much I didn't want that to happen with my two new babies. I wanted to be there for them. For all my family.
Amanda and I decided we weren't going to get married straight away; we'd wait a few years, that way our youngest two would be old enough to be there without too much hassle. Maybe even Mel would have matured by then. Unlikely, but just maybe.
"Ryan!" Mel's voice rang through the house. "There's a limo outside for us."
"Alright!" I called back, grabbing my wallet from the table and jogging to the front door. Mel was leaning against the doorframe, eyeing up the limo. She hadn't been treated like a superstar before, but she deserved it after all the hard work she'd put into the movie. She deserved it after all the hard work she put into everything she did.
"Wow..." She whispered climbing into the back seat. "This...Is... AWESOME!" I laughed. Watching her expression changing from amazement to excitement and back again was funny. She really had no idea how big she was in the world.
Amanda gave me one last hug before I climbed in after our daughter. We were in for a long night ahead of us, that was for sure.
Driving in a limo was the best experience of my life. There was a flat screen TV, a disco ball and loud playing music, all the chocolate a girl could eat and fizzy drinks to get me hyped up for the premiere. It was like heaven!
Mom always said that being a child actress was a hard thing, but the rewards of sitting in that limo with Ryan was definitely worth it to me. I had no idea why mom had never let me do it before!
As the limo pulled up outside the theatre I felt my stomach go queasy. I turned to Ryan was staring out the window and smirking at the crowds of fans. He was used to this sort of thing; I knew he was used to this sort of thing.
"Nervous?" He asked.
"Yes!" I practically screamed at him. He was so stupid some times. Okay, most of the time.
"Don't be, everyone here is gathered because they love you."
"Is that what you plan on telling me on my wedding day?"
"No, on your wedding day I'll be yelling ‘What the fuck are you doing with your life?!’"
"Okay." I nodded, "Good to know." I wasn't in the mood to give some witty remark, so I just shut up and looked out the window too. As much as it pains me to say it, Ryan was right. Everyone was gathered there because they loved me.
Outside, on the red carpet, there were a few reporters doing stories on the celebrities as they each walked out of their own limos. I recognized so many either from the movie or from other movies. On the sides, behind the railings, were screaming and chanting fans. Most had cameras of their own with pens and paper for autographs.
My stomach clenched again, but I knew I had to calm myself. They were all gathered there for me. I could not do anything to screw up that perfect moment.
"Are you ready?" Ryan asked me. I slowly nodded my head, preparing to descend into the outside world of fame. "Let's go then." With that, Ryan pushed open the door and stepped out onto the red carpet.
"IT'S RYAN ROSS!" I heard a screechy voice yell and then the crowds went wild. I stepped out after Ryan, "IT'S MELISSA ROSS!" The voice belonged to a woman who looked about Ryan's age. She had long, black hair that hung loosely down her back. She had tanned skin and a wide grin on her face. Come to think of it, she looked almost exactly like Hazel. Her clothes weren't exactly the best; a bright yellow tank top thing and baggy jeans, but she looked well prepared with her microphone and camera crew.
Cameras were flashing from every angle and my eyes were pretty much blinded by the white light.
"Melissa, Melissa, over here, eh." I turned to face some of the cameras, and there was a face I recognized. It was one of the guys from that Live In Denver DVD. He had become a part of the sleazy paparazzi. Ew, who would want a job like that?
"Melissa." That girl asked. "I'm Kellie, field reporter. So, what was it like working with the big time director, Jon Walker?" She held out a microphone to me. I looked over to Ryan, but he was giving an interview for someone else. So, I turned back to Sierra and put on my biggest smile.
"It was amazing. Jon was very kind and friendly. He helped me out with everything we did for the movie. I am very glad that I got to meet him, let alone star in one of his movies."
"And what about working with your mom and dad on set? Especially since you only just met Ryan." I had to think for a few second about that one. How did I really feel about working with my parents?
"Well, it was fun. We always had a laugh on set and everyone got along great. I did feel like I was being watched constantly, but they would have been there only off screen either way." Sierra nodded, urging me to continue. "Meeting Ryan was like a dream come true for me, I'd always been a fan of his and discovering he was my dad was even better."
"And what was it like as an experience overall?" That was the first time I'd really thought about it. The movie had been amazing for me, but what had I really thought about it? "You're a big child star, but no one ever sees you out in public. This movie is going to change your life.”
"Overall? The movie has been a once in a life time experience and I enjoyed every moment of it. And I know my quiet life at home is going to change because I'm so used to it just being me and my mom, but I'm very glad things have worked out this way." I smiled once more, and then walked off to join Ryan.
Everywhere I turned people were calling my name and waving paper in my face. I'd practiced signing my autograph so many times, over and over again, but this was the real deal. I'd actually get to give it to someone.
I casually walked over to the side and started grabbing pens and writing my name. I'd occasionally answer questions that were shot at me and pose for a few pictures. After about fifteen minutes I'd made it to the entrance where Ryan was waiting to escort me inside.
Inside the theatre lobby was amazing. There were so many big time celebrities standing around, waiting for the movie to start. They were all chatting, all mingling and there were security guards at the door to make sure no paparazzi or camera crews got in.
"Mel." I turned around to see Jon standing behind me with open arms. I ran and gave him a massive hug. "How's my movie star on her first red carpet?"
"I am super hyped!" I squeaked, almost jumping up and down on the spot. I was very excited. I'd managed the red carpet, now just the movie to go.
"Good. After all the hard work you put into the movie, you deserve it." I gave Jon another hug before seeing Hazel and Spencer and running off to them.
"Hey!" I jumped up from behind Hazel.
"Hey!" Spencer greeted, giving me a tight hug. "You having fun?"
"YEAH!" I then turned to Hazel and got the shock of my life. She had a slight baby bump coming out from under her pale blue-green dress. I may have gasped a bit too loudly.
"We were shocked, too." Spencer said, wrapping his arms around Hazel’s waist and rested the other hand on the bump, just like Ryan did to mom. Hazel giggled and nuzzled her head into Spencer's shoulder. I didn't know whether to throw up or yell 'WHY IS EVERYONE POPPING OUT BABIES?'
We walked into the actual theatre in small groups, with a few people already having taken their seats by the time I sat back in my seat, it was really comfy. I was sat between Ryan and Jon, and happily munching on popcorn. The movie hadn't even started yet, but I'd almost eaten all of it. What? It was good popcorn.
Megan was sitting on the other side of Ryan and I could see her trying to rest her head on his shoulder. Oh, I wanted to slap her so badly. Luckily Ryan shifted about in his seat, moving slightly closer to me, every time she did.
When the movie started, I concentrated on the screen. It started off with Ryan and Megan’s characters in high school. They were flirting together and there was even a kiss. Someone behind me wolf whistled, so I screamed out, "THAT'S DISGUSTING!" Everyone laughed at my comment. I felt good about myself.
The best thing about the film is that it was a fifteen, so it had some-bad-scenes. When it got to mom and Ryan getting frisky in bed, Ryan and Jon instantly put their hands over my eyes. I simply giggled, making everyone think it was over the sex scenes themselves, but it was at the memories I had from filming them.
"NO WAY!" Mom shrieked. She had just been given the new script with the s-e-x scenes in it. I was rolling round on the floor, laughing my ass off. As soon as I had taken Ryan's script and read it, I knew there was going to be trouble. And when there's trouble, whether I'm behind it or not, I know it's going to be funny.
It wasn't as if she'd be showing anything on screen, anyway. She would be under the covers with Ryan the whole time. But mom wasn't having it. She was three months pregnant at the time, so she was showing quite a bit, too.
"Come on, babe, it's not like we'll be actually having sex on camera or anything." Ryan tried to persuade her. I was still on the floor, laughing my ass off even harder.
"Ryan, please don't make me do this." She pleaded, wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her forehead on his. "I don't want to."
"SUCK IT UP!" I yelled between giggles. Mom rolled her eyes at me. She thought I didn't know what she had to do, but I did. I wasn't stupid.
When it was my turn to shine on the big screen, I got applause from the audience. It felt so amazing to be loved by everyone.
"You're blushing." Ryan whispered in my ear. My face dropped and I brought my hand up to feel my cheek. It was on fire. I was blushing. Why was I blushing? It wasn't as if I didn't want the attention or I was embarrassed or something.
The action scenes were the best. When Ryan and Megan were fighting it out right in front of me, it was truly amazing. It was also a good thing that it didn't look like they were gonna kiss from the camera angle, so no worries there. The hug that I gave Ryan was clearly fake; I think that was the worst part. It was because I was mad at him at the time, so the chemistry wasn't there. But everything else I did was so amazing. Not that my ego needs feeding, as Ryan put it.
It was a great movie. Everything had gone well and according to the script. Nothing was bad about it. Nothing. Ryan called that a biased opinion. I wasn't sure what that meant...So I just smiled and agreed with him, being too happy to start an argument.
Outside, there was another limo waiting for Ryan and I. My eyelids were growing super heavy and I couldn't keep them open. I felt Ryan scooping me up into his arms like I was a young child and carrying me out to the limo. I climbed in wearily and collapsed onto the seat, flat out unconscious before Ryan had even joined me. But at least I feel asleep happy.