Free Love Struck by P. M. Thomas

favour rather than a detriment. She found it cute. Her sweet
expression managed to give his nerves the push to finally have him speak. “I'm
a big fan of you and your work. You're an amazing actress.”
    “Ah, thank you.” Sara was moved by
his genuine words, she still was awe struck herself by a young man relishing
the work of a woman who was acting long before he was ever conceived. She was
already in her thirties by the time he was ten with the wide time gap placed in
front of them. It was a gap that was easily crossed if they willed it to. The
way it looked, they were already working towards making the leap.
    Paulo wasn't through giving her the
complimentary tribute of his devotion to her. “I've always said that no one
will ever compare to the beauty and magnificence of Sara Sarracini and they
haven't. You'll always be number one.”
    Sara was left embarrassed at such a
compliment. She never heard such beautiful words spoken to her from the heart
by someone in his age category. Life was full of surprises, even for Sara who
thought she had seen everything it had to offer a woman of the world. “You're
very sweet, aren't you? Are you always this sweet to the ladies?”
    Paulo was stunned, he was doing
great, making a powerful impression that showed no signs of fading, it was
evident from receiving a compliment from the unparalleled Sara. If he kept it
up at the rate he was going, he would be finding himself receiving something
more spectacular than an autograph. He could detect it instantly, although he
wasn't sure if it was his own subconscious perceiving it as the case. Either
way, Paulo could have sworn she was love struck by him as he was with her since
first laying eyes on the wonder that was Sara on the screen and even more so in
person.
     
     
     
     

CHAPTER 17
     
     
    “Would you like an autograph, Paulo?”
Sara good-heartedly offered, it would be her gift of appreciation for meeting
such a kind and avid young fan of her work and by the sound of it, herself as
well, more so than the films. He was fascinated by the woman behind the roles,
rather than the woman playing the parts in front of the camera.
    He smiled, an autograph signed by his
glittering angelic diva would be treasured greater than had she gave him a
solid gold bar. “Yes, please.”
    Sara took out a notepad and a pen
from her dark blue handbag, she always came well prepared with her equipment
for signing autographs and making her fans so very happy. She had to be
organized and therefore planned ahead, with the amount of potential fans
wherever she was who could have spotted her and requested her signature, it
would have been disheartening if neither had the means of granting the request.
Sara Sarracini could never disappoint her fan base or let them down, she would
never have forgave herself. They made her a famous icon, it was the least she
could do to dedicate a moment of her time to give something from herself in
return as her own tribute to them, representing her gratitude for making her
name glisten in the lights like the star she was. And no matter the age of her
charming young man, he was still an admirer of her, therefore it was the sworn
duty of Sara to make him happy, as well as another reason which was a tad on
the stronger side. She was stricken by it the minute she heard him call out to
her. The case broadened out since then, and was growing bigger in her pumping
heart with every passing second in unison to her beats.
     
    “How do you spell your name?” she
asked, leaving the tip of the pen to hover just over the paper, waiting for the
answer to commence signing his autograph.
    “P-a-u-l-o.”
    She smiled “I always like to make
sure I get a fan's name right.”, with that, she wrote her special message to
her special fan in the blink of an eye, her wrist movements were fast, Paulo's
eye could hardly keep up with her writing speed.
    Completed, she tore the paper from
the notepad and handed it to her idolizing admirer.